Chapter 398: Getting to know the 'thing' (Hot Scenes)

Chapter 398: Getting to know the 'thing' (Hot Scenes)


Tayme looked again at the large space in the house and saw the children there.

“Will Hope be among the children who destroy this house?”

The creature smiled.

“Do you want to talk about your punishment now?” It asked.

Tayme glared at him.

“Tell me about my daughter!”

“No, Tayme. Your punishment is not knowing if she's alive or dead.”

“For how long?”

He walked to the door.

“Indefinitely, Tayme.”

She ran after him as he hurried across the garden, she managed to catch up with him.

“You can't do this to me.”

“You asked for your reward to be final, Tayme. I'm just paying you back.” He said without looking at her and continued walking.

“There must be something I can do to make you go back on your decision.”

He stopped and opened the door of a black car.

“You can ask me, Tayme.”

“I'm asking you!”

“No. You don't do anything for me without demanding something in return and you'll get the same treatment.”

“What do you want in return for telling me about my daughter?”

He slammed the car door shut and approached her, standing less than ten centimeters away.

“I want you to ask me to fuck you every day for more than an hour.”

Tayme took a step back.

“No!” she almost shouted.

He was furious, but turned back to open the car door.

“Get in, Tayme.” He said, opening the back door.

“Wait... Creature!” She said, thinking she had been too impulsive. “I... Can't we negotiate that it's only a few days...?”

“No.” He interrupted her.

Tayme thought. Her decision wouldn't affect reality. She would only know reality, but perhaps, she shouldn't know it. That creature wouldn't leave her bed and she would die of hatred if she let her daughter's killer touch her body. It was better not to know.

Determined, Tayme walked with her head held high and got into the car.

The creature drove for another two hours, until it entered a back road. Tayme thought they were heading for a farm, but they soon passed through a village and he stopped in front of an imposing but old house.

“Are we going to break into the house of one of your victims?” Tayme asked bitingly as he opened the car door for her.

His eyes remained cold.

“You said you didn't want to live in a house that had been broken into, so... That's the first thing you'll know about me.” He said almost to himself and took Tayme's hand to go inside together.

She noticed that the house was cozy, very well furnished, with mahogany furniture and antique silverware. She stopped in front of the wall on the stairs. It was full of portraits. She looked at the children closely, with a scream caught in her throat. Seven identical children. All with light brown, straight hair and eyes... Almond-shaped.

There were two adults with them.

Tayme pointed at the picture.

“Are those your brothers?”

“No, Tayme. I am all seven of these boys.” He said simply.

“How can that be possible?”

He approached her. And put his hand on her belly. Tayme felt a shudder, but forced herself not to pull back.

“You'll find out, Tayme.” He said and smiled wickedly.

“No. I won't.” Tayme said frightened. “You said I'd know something about you and you're not going to explain it to me?”

He turned away.

“No. What you want to know, you'll find out for yourself. That's not what I wanted to reveal today.” He said and took her hand. “Come on.” He led her upstairs. There were only two bedrooms and a bathroom. He went into one of them and pushed her onto the bed, starting to remove his shirt.

“I still don't understand what you want to reveal to me.” Tayme said nervously. Suddenly, she didn't want to be with that creature anymore. She was afraid of something, and even she didn't know exactly what it was.

“Doesn't this house raise an obvious question?”

Tayme understood.

“You were brought up here!”

He smiled and removed his shoes, then slipped into his pants.

“That's right, Tayme. When you ask questions related to this discovery of yours, I'll answer them. And you'll get to know me little by little.”

She flopped back on the bed.

“Will I know how to kill you?” she asked bitingly.

He got naked, pressed a button on his watch, and approaching her, pulled her ankles, turned her back to him and penetrated her hard and savagely.

“In the end, Tayme. When you don't want to know, I'll reveal that secret too.” He said without stopping his furious thrusting inside her. The clock beeped faintly, and he stopped immediately, 59 minutes after he had started his thrusts.”

Tayme turned to him with hatred and tears.

“I'll never stop wanting to kill you!”

He stared at her calmly as he fastened his belt.

“We'll see, won't we?” He asked amusedly and left the room.

Tayme stood up and saw that there were two other doors in the room. She went to the first one and found the closet of any woman's dreams, countless beautiful dresses, new and in her size. Underneath, she saw boxes and opening one of them, she was enchanted by the shoes. She opened the drawers and discovered jeans, T-shirts, lingerie and sweatshirts.

She closed the built-in closet and opened the other door.

There was a huge bathroom, equipped with a double whirlpool bath and bath salts, all well-organized and clean. Without resisting, she removed her clothes and suddenly stopped. Tayme frowned.

“That bastard! Did he plan all this?” She said to herself and, wrapping herself in a towel, went downstairs in a rage.