Vampire's Veil Of Obsession-Chapter 54: Legal

Zethan still couldn't believe what had just happened. His Loris—his precious little wife—had actually bitten his neck. Hard.

The sharp sting still lingered, but amusement flickered in his stormy dark eyes. It deepened as he processed the moment, his mind replaying the sensation of her small teeth sinking into his skin.

How many times had this woman caught him off guard? Who knew she had such feisty side?

Then she spoke, her voice both annoyed and trembling.

"That's for scaring me!" Lilia huffed, glaring at him with her wide, expressive eyes. "Do you know how terrified I was? Pl..please, don't do that again. I promise you, that was so scary. You shouldn't play tricks like that on people."

Her words tumbled out in a rush, her frustration evident, but to Zethan's surprise...

He found it cute.

She looked like an irritated kitten whose owner had dared to make it share its milk with a new pet.

Her small nose scrunched up, her lips pursed in a way that only made him want to tease her more.

"You can put me down now," she added, folding her arms in defiance.

Zethan tilted his head, a slow grin spreading across his lips. "Nope," he said easily. "You're the one who said you won't... you can't. So, stick to your word."

Her scowl deepened at his playful taunt. She opened her mouth, ready to argue, but before she could, he added smoothly, "And that's not all. You just bit your husband—hard. No denying it, there's a mark. Or, unless you'd rather give me a bite mark. You know, there are plenty of places I can show you where you're welcome to bite me, my little wife—many appreciated spots. Not to mention, my neck is one of them." His eyes gleamed with mischievous naughtiness.

"In fact, let's begin your punishment now. Remember? We didn't finish it last time because of... interruptions."

Lilia's breath hitched. Her eyes darted to his neck, where her teeth marks still lingered, a faint imprint against his pale skin. Her cheeks turned a shade darker.

"N-No, let's not do the punishment anymore," she blurted out.

Zethan lifted a brow at her abrupt change of heart.

Lilia suddenly became painfully aware of herself.

Her nightwear.

Thin.

Barely covering anything.

And underneath?

Just panties.

Oh no.

She hadn't expected Zethan to sleep in the room with her tonight. Hadn't even considered it. But now—oh my goodness.

She had been so terrified earlier that she jumped on him without a second thought—without even thinking about what she was wearing.

Not to mention her earlier annoyance at Zethan for bringing that blonde home.

Zethan's arms tightened slightly around her thighs, adjusting his grip. His warmth seeped into her skin, reminding her just how close they were.

And then, as if reading her thoughts, he spoke.

"You don't have to worry," he said, his voice calm yet unreadable. "She's no one important. Just a business partner."

Lilia blinked.

He... explained?

Zethan was even more surprised at himself.

He wasn't the type to explain his actions to anyone. In fact, he enjoyed being misunderstood, found it amusing when people jumped to conclusions about him.

Yet here he was, giving his wife an explanation.

His adorable little wife.

Then, his smirk returned. "It's already late. Let's begin your punishment."

His voice dipped lower, and Lilia felt the sound of it travel straight through her.

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"Oh, you'll be punished hard," he murmured. "You bit your husband, hmm?"

Lilia swallowed, her face burning.

The real reason she didn't want to go through with the punishment?

She wasn't wearing a night singlet.

Her breasts—oh no. If he made her strip—oh my.

Her entire body flushed with warmth.

But then... for some unknown reason...

She felt excited about the punishment.

'THWACK!'

A soft slap landed on her butt.

Lilia gasped, eyes widening. Then narrowing in shock.

Zethan leaned in, his voice smooth, teasing. "I'd love to hear more of those sounds."

A shiver ran down her spine.

For some reason, he felt excited too. And that was rare. He never got excited so easily—especially not when they weren't even doing it.

Yet, his body... was already reacting.

This was new.

He finally reached the bed, lowering her onto the soft sheets.

Lilia lay still, her breathing uneven, watching as he removed his shirt.

Her lips parted slightly.

Then, the black top of his matching pajama pants came off.

Her body froze.

Her heart thumped—loudly.

She wanted to look away. No—she really wanted to look away.

But—whoa.

This man was perfection itself.

His body.

His silver hair.

His piercing eyes.

This man was too perfect for a human.

His chest—flawless. His eight-pack—sculpted. Every muscle carved to perfection.

She gulped. Hard.

"Enjoying the view?"

Her face turned crimson as she slapped a hand over her mouth and quickly turned her head to the side.

Zethan's voice came again, smooth and playful.

"Let's begin."

Oh, those words.

Why did they sound so... sinful?

He lay down, both hands resting behind his head. Lilia hesitated, then slowly turned toward him, fighting the urge not to let her gaze trace his perfectly sculpted form.

"You can look all you want," he said casually. "It's all yours."

Oh.

Why did he have to use those words—all yours?

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Go on, strip, dear," he said, watching her with a knowing smile, waiting for her to do what she had done last time.

"I... I want you to do it instead," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

For some unknown reason, she just wanted him to do it. Maybe that way, she would feel less shy.

Zethan turned rigid; he hadn't expected her to say that. In fact, he thought she would remove it just as quickly as last time. A slow grin formed on his lips.

"Always full of surprises."

Before Lilia knew it, he sat up, moving toward her, leaning in close until his lips hovered near her neck.

Then, he gave it a slow, teasing lick.

"Nnggh," she breathed, her body shuddering.

And before she could react—

SHRAAA!

The fabric of her nightwear tore apart.

Lilia gasped, her hands instinctively flying up to cover herself.

Zethan's eyes flickered from her hands to the perfect curves they concealed. His lips curled into a smirk as he took in the sight before him.

Lilia's lips parted slightly, her gaze shifting away. She could feel his eyes drinking her in.

Zethan reached for her chin, gently tilting her face toward him.

"You're gorgeous, Loris," he murmured. "Now, remove those beautiful hands of yours. Let me see you."

Lilia hesitated.

But slowly—hesitantly—she lowered her arms.

Zethan's smirk deepened.

Her perfect curves, her soft, inviting skin—she was even more beautiful than he had imagined. His excitement doubled.

Surprisingly, he lay back down.

"Beautiful," he murmured. "Now, come to me, baby."

Lilia obeyed, moving toward him.

"Excellent," he praised, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "I'll reward you... after the punishment."

Lilia's heart pounded in her chest.

Why did she have the feeling that this reward wouldn't be what she was expecting?

"Now, lie on top of me," Zethan ordered, his voice dark with promise. "Face the ceiling instead."

Lilia's eyes turned wide at his words.

"Remember the rule—the more you hesitate, the worse it gets for you... and the better it gets for me," he grinned.

Lilia swallowed hard.

Slowly, hesitantly, she placed her hands on his chest.

His warmth seeped into her palms.

Zethan's grin widened.

Her touch sent a slow burn through him, making it feel as if she were the one torturing him with her hesitance.

His gaze trailed down her body, locking onto the perfect curves of her ample butt, barely concealed by the thin fabric of her panties.

She finally laid on top of him, she felt her bare back press against his hard one. Her heart raced, peaking—what was this feeling?

Zethan reached up and pulled the tie from her hair, letting the soft strands spill freely over his chest.

Lilia stiffened.

Why had he done that?

She wanted to speak, but the heat crawling up her neck stopped her—her entire face was already burning red.

Zethan cupped her face, his thumb stroking her cheek.

"Don't turn to look at me, no matter what. Do you understand?"

To his surprise, she nodded.

"That's my girl," he murmured.

His hand glided over her stomach, tracing slow, invisible patterns against her skin. A shiver ran through Lilia, her heart fluttering at the teasing touch.

"Perfecto," he purred.

Unable to resist, she turned her head slightly, stealing a glance at his face.

SHRAA!

The sharp rip of fabric filled the air.

'Her panties'

Lilia's eyes widened.

"Tch, Loris... I told you to face the ceiling," Zethan sighed. "So stubborn."

Flustered, Lilia clamped her legs shut.

"So naughty," Zethan whispered, his warm breath fanning the back of her neck as she lay on top of him.

With ease, he tossed away the fabric that had once covered her.

"I'll start with my hands, baby," he murmured.

Before she could even react, his hands were on her thighs, slowly prying them apart.

Her heart raced wildly, she used both hands to cover herself, her breath came short as she felt the damp heat between her legs.

"Oh, darling... I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already this wet, huh?" he teased.

"I... I thought you said... you were experienced," Lilia stuttered, her cheeks flushing hard.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" he whispered against the shell of her ear.

"This... this isn't right....is this even Legal?"