Chapter 534

Chapter 534

Will's mind was still foggy as he asked, "What's your relationship with Calla?"

"No relationship at all. I just happened to see her photo on my master's phone. I thought she was pretty, so I got plastic surgery to look like her. What do you think? Don't we look alike?"

Will's look grew cold. "I don't care who you are or what you want. Release me, and I'll forget this ever happened!"


Beatrix shook her head, her fingertips sliding down his chest, teasing his nipple with a playful glint in her eyes. "No can do. My master said I absolutely can't let you dig into Calla's business."

"Who's your master?"

Beatrix shook her head again. "I can't tell you. If I do, we're both dead."

Will frowned, struggling a bit, but realizing the restraints were too tight, he stopped. The sensation on his nipple grew stronger, and his breathing became heavier. "What do you want from me?"

"My master said to keep you away from Frederick for a while. So, why don't you have some fun with me? I heard you've been staying pure for Calla all these years."

"A virgin's taste... it's been a long time since I've had that."

Beatrix turned and straddled him, igniting sparks all over his body.

She kissed Will deeply, her tongue teasing his, while her soft hands roamed over his lean frame, searching for sensitive spots. When she reached his waist, the quiet Will let out a small moan.

Beatrix looked up. "Your waist is pretty sensitive, huh."

His voice was hoarse as he ordered, "Untie me. You look exactly like Calla. I won't run."

He stared at her face, almost obsessed.

But Beatrix could tell he was looking through her, seeing someone else.

"I'm not falling for a man's words. Today, we're doing things my way."

Her delicate hand moved to his reddened nipple. She rubbed it with her palm until it hardened, then pinched and tugged it with two fingers while sucking on the other one.

A man's nipple is small, but Beatrix worked her tongue over the tip to heighten Will's pleasure.

A prickling sensation radiated from his nipple, and Will couldn't hold back a moan. When Beatrix sucked more firmly, he pushed his chest forward and raised his hips.


Had he been holding back for too long? Why did he feel so excited?

Will's usually cold face grew warm with pleasure, his sharp eyes turning slightly hazy. His lower body pressed against Beatrix's, almost as if he were pleading for more.


Beatrix lubed herself up, stroked Will's already hard member, and lowered herself onto him.

The feeling of being filled made her incredibly satisfied.

Their bodies became inseparable.

But the woman-on-top position soon tired Beatrix out. She collapsed on Will, panting, her soft chest pressed against him. His breathing grew heavier, and he rasped, "Untie me. Let me take over."

Beatrix shot him a flirtatious glance and smiled. Men really are all alike—they think with what's between their legs.


She untied Will, unconcerned that he might try to escape. Her people were stationed all around the villa. If he ran, they would capture him.


In an instant, Will flipped her over, thrusting into her without gentleness, pushing out the lube. The visual impact thrilled him. He pulled out, then entered again slowly, savoring the sight of the lube being squeezed out.

Her body stretched around him, the hot friction driving both hunger and pleasure through her. Beatrix gripped the sheets, twisting her hips, unable to handle it as she pulled back. "Slow down."

Will grabbed her legs, yanking her closer to his hips, thrusting deep inside. Each thrust was harder than the last, slamming against her round backside. "How's that? Feels good, right?"

Beatrix could only moan, tears welling in her eyes.

Will was already losing control, especially looking at her face, so much like Calla's.

He felt dirty, but years of longing had turned into endless desire and obsession.

He found Beatrix's sensitive spot, changing angles inside her until she let out a sharp cry. Knowing he'd hit the right place, he thrust wildly, pulling out completely before slamming back in.

Wave after wave of pleasure tormented Beatrix from that spot. Between her legs, she could only see his swollen member moving in and out, while inside, the intense friction tortured her sensitive spot with overwhelming sensation. She trembled, writhed, struggled, and finally surrendered under Will's relentless pace.

She opened her legs wider, raised her hips, and pressed her entire body against him, locking her legs around him tightly, unwilling to let their bodies separate even the slightest bit.


"Amazing!" she gasped from her red lips, "You're so big!"

"Big enough to make you feel this good!" Will smirked, moving faster inside her, his eyes filled with desire for Beatrix.

"Faster, faster!" Now that she had tasted the pleasure, Beatrix threw her arms around his neck, lifting herself off the bed and clinging to him with her whole body.


Will didn't mind. He held her hips, keeping the position as he thrust harder. She twisted her waist, craving more.

Seeing the look of sheer delight on Beatrix's face, Will couldn't resist kissing her. She parted her lips, allowing his tongue to slide inside, craving for him to take her even more forcefully.


The kiss was passionate, and the heat between them burned just as fiercely. Will moved swiftly, trying to quench the fire raging within them both.


Their intimacy lasted a long time, until both were completely spent.

Beatrix drugged Will again before turning to call her master. "Master, don't worry. Will won't be looking into Calla's business for a while. Thea? She's out of her mind now. Will doesn't like her and even got rough with her, which saved me some trouble."

"But I kind of like Will. I want to keep him around to play with for a bit longer."

Beatrix touched herself, letting out soft moans as she gazed at Will's naked body on the bed. What was she to do? She still wanted more.


Frederick soon learned of Will's disappearance. While investigating, someone sent him a message: "Mr. Percy, I'm borrowing your uncle for a few days. Don't look into Calla's matters, okay? I won't do anything to him."

Beneath the text were several photos showing Will in intimate moments with a woman, though the private areas were concealed.


Frederick's brow furrowed, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

He had Louis look into the woman's identity, but the findings came back inconclusive: no information could be found.


Clearly, someone had deliberately hidden her identity.