Chapter 43 Far Gone (NSFW +18)

  Agnes’s face contorted in horror as Iryoku tightened his grip around her throat, choking her. She gasped for air, her hands clawing at his fingers in a desperate attempt to break free.

  With a sudden burst of strength, he hurled her against the wall. She crashed against the hard surface with a sharp thud, a pained whimper escaping her lips as she winced in agony.

  Before she could recover, Iryoku was already moving. He strode toward her with cold, deliberate steps, crouching down where she had landed, his intense gaze locked onto her trembling form. With one smooth motion, he ripped her nightgown off, exposing her bare breasts and lower body.“No, Lord Iryoku, you are not like this!” Agnes cried, fear evident on her face.

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  Iryoku crouched down to her eye level, his expression twisted with something dark. “Oh? You think you know me?” His lips curled into a grin, his eyes gleaming with insanity. “But wasn’t I like this when you first met me?”

  Agnes shook her head frantically. “No! I’ve seen you—time and time again, you’ve protected the weak, sacrificed yourself without hesitation. You always act in moments of need. I know you’re a righteous man.”

  His grin faded, replaced by something cold and calculating. “So it’s true. You were watching all this time. Our journey… you were spying on us.” His voice dropped to a venomous whisper. “Tell me, did we amuse you? Was our suffering entertainment for you? Were you sitting comfortably, watching from your throne, eating popcorn as if it were nothing more than a Friday night movie?”...