Chapter 184: Truth or Dare

“Mi Ravial, let’s play a game,” Leitana said softly as she walked out of the bathroom completely naked, water still glistening on her skin.

Ravial was seated on the edge of the bed, scrolling through his phone, but the moment his gaze landed on her, the device was forgotten. His blindfolded eyes tracked every drop of water sliding down her body, from the curve of her breasts to the gentle swell of her stomach, down to the smooth skin between her thighs.

“Come here, my lamb,” he said, voice already rougher as he dropped one leg down and sat at the very edge of the bed. He opened his arms wide for her.

Leitana’s mouth curved into a shy but playful smile. She knew exactly what her body did to him. She walked toward him slowly, careful not to slip on the wet floor. When she reached him, she stepped into his embrace. His strong hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. He pressed a slow kiss to her stomach, then another lower, right at the top of her mound. She shivered hard, fingers threading into his hair.

He looked up at her, even though his eyes were covered. “What game does my little lamb want to play?”

Leitana’s cheeks warmed. She stroked her fingers gently over the edge of his blindfold and her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. “Mi saw something on my phone while learning new words. It was an ad for a game called… Truth or Dare. But the spicy version. Mi thought… it could be fun.”

Ravial’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “Where did my innocent little lamb hear about something like that?”

Her face burned hotter. “Mi was just… tapping around. Learning new words. The ad popped up and mi was curious.”

He chuckled, the sound vibrating through her. “And you want to play it? With me?”

She nodded, biting her lip. “Yes. But only if yu want. Mi no want force you.”

“And who else is playing this game with us?”

“Well…” She bit her lip. “Mi told Marita about it. She said she wants to play too, but she needs a partner?”

Ravial’s hands slid down to grip her bare ass, pulling her closer until she was flush against him. “Anything you want, I want. And if Marita needs a partner… that is not a problem, my lamb.”

Before she could respond, he switched their positions in one smooth motion, sitting her on the edge of the bed and dropping to his knees between her thighs. He kissed her deeply, tongue sliding against hers with hungry possession, one hand still cupping her face while the other stroked up her inner thigh.

Leitana moaned softly into his mouth, fingers threading through his hair as she melted under his touch.

“That man is handsome,” Marita murmured, side-eyeing Lucius as he stood speaking quietly with Ravial across the living room.

They were all gathered there now, Leitana, Marita, Ravial, Lucius, and a few of the staff. The staff looked excited and nervous, whispering among themselves. Never in all the time they had worked here had anything like this happened.

Leitana glanced over and smiled. “Lucius is very loyal to Ravial. He is always around.”

Marita tilted her head. “He looks strong. And those eyes… dangerous kind of fine.”

Leitana teased her gently. “You like him.”

Marita’s cheeks went pink. “Noooooo… but he is a handsome man, eh?”

She quickly changed the subject. “Where is your twin sister? Avery?”

Leitana’s expression softened. “She is not feeling too well. But she is getting better. Even Mama is in the hospital now. Before we go to class tomorrow, we will visit her.”

Marita nodded, her face growing serious. “Your father is an evil man for what he did to your mother. Where is he now?”

Leitana opened her mouth to answer when Ravial’s deep voice cut through the room.

“Let’s start.”

The staff straightened up, eyes bright with curiosity. They had never seen anything like this in the villa before, laughter, games, lightness. It felt almost magical.

Ravial sat down on the large sofa, pulling Leitana onto his lap possessively. Marita sat across from them on the opposite couch, looking excited but a little nervous. Lucius took the seat beside her, calm and watchful as always.

The staff had dimmed the main lights, leaving only the soft glow of a few lamps and the fireplace. The living room felt intimate, almost secretive. A low coffee table sat in the middle with a half-empty bottle of wine, some snacks, and a small empty glass bottle they would use for spinning.

Leitana shifted on Ravial’s lap, her back resting against his chest. She felt safe but also a little shy now that the game was really starting. “Mi only know small about this game,” she admitted quietly. “Mi saw one short video on my phone. People ask questions or do dares. But mi no understand the adult part well.”

Ravial’s hand stroked her thigh slowly under the nightdress. He spoke in that low, calm voice that always made her listen carefully.

“It is simple, my lamb,” he explained. “We spin the bottle. Whoever it lands on chooses Truth or Dare. Truth means you must answer any question honestly, no matter how personal. Dare means you must do whatever the group tells you. No refusing. In the adult version, the questions and dares can get very intimate. Kissing, touching, revealing secrets, doing things that make the blood run hot. But there are rules. No one is forced to do anything that truly hurts them. If anyone says stop, the game ends for them.”

Leitana’s eyes widened, impressed. “You know everything about it,” she whispered, looking up at him with awe. “How you know all this?”

Ravial’s lips curved into a small, dark smile against her hair. “I have lived long enough to know many games, little lamb. This one is… popular among those who like to play with fire.”

Marita leaned forward, eyes sparkling with curiosity. “So we really go do dares like… kiss and touch? Mi never play something like this before.”

Lucius gave a faint smirk. “Then this should be interesting.”

Leitana blushed but nodded. “Okay. Let’s start.”

Ravial picked up the empty bottle and gave it a smooth spin. It twirled fast on the table before slowing down… and landing on Marita.

Marita’s eyes went wide. “Already me?”

Ravial’s voice was calm. “Truth or Dare?”

Marita swallowed, then lifted her chin bravely. “Dare.”

The group exchanged glances. Ravial looked at Lucius for a brief second, then back at Marita.

“Kiss the person to your right for ten seconds,” Ravial said evenly. “No pulling away.”

Marita’s right was Lucius.

Her cheeks flamed red, but she didn’t back down. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his. The kiss started soft but quickly deepened. Ten seconds felt endless. When she finally pulled back, both of them were breathing harder than they wanted to admit.

Leitana giggled nervously beside Ravial. “This game is dangerous already.”

Ravial’s hand tightened on her waist. “Good,” he murmured against her ear. “I like dangerous.”

The bottle spun again.

This time it landed on Leitana.

Ravial’s voice dropped low and possessive. “Truth or Dare, little lamb?”

Leitana’s heart raced. She chose softly, “Truth.”

Ravial leaned closer, lips brushing her ear. “Have you ever touched yourself while thinking about me?”

The room went completely silent.

Leitana buried her burning face in his neck, voice barely a whisper. “Yes…”

Ravial’s grip on her tightened, a low, satisfied sound rumbling in his chest.

The game continued, the air growing thicker with every spin. Questions became bolder. Dares became riskier.