– Fans in Frenzy –
The chat exploded.
> Did she just one-shot Draigo?!
Who the hell is that girl?
Replay, replay, replay!
Zoe nearly choked on air as she read the comments. Even she couldn't believe what her drone had caught.
Meanwhile, in the HQ, Betty spat potato chips all over the console, laughing so hard she slapped the desk.
"Oi, boss man—who's the chick? She's hot. And she looks like she's into you!"
Demon's reply was sharp.
"Shut up. She's been like this since the fight started."
Betty cackled. "And you haven't bent her over yet, boss man?"
"SHUT UP!" Demon roared loud enough for the students nearby to hear. His snarl drew confused stares.
Butcher frowned. Is he… talking to someone?
---
– Bunny's Entrance –
The students stared at Bunny, demanding answers.
"Where the hell were you all this time?!"
Bunny stretched lazily, voice dripping with that British lilt.
"Oh, just havin' a nibble, readin' a book on how to snatch the bloke you desire. Then I thought—bollocks to that. I don't need any of it."
Their jaws dropped. Even the chat paused before erupting again.
> Is she serious?!
She's mad.
I love her.
Bunny chuckled, eyes sliding to Demon, her tone turning husky.
"You know, love… a bloke like you doesn't crave what normal men crave."
Demon muttered under his breath. "Bloody hell, this seductive bitch again. Strong, annoying, and hell itself wrapped in a skirt."
---
– The Freak Show –
Bunny's steps were slow, deliberate, her hips swaying. She purred,
"Let me be your anchor whenever you're low. I'll make you come back, promise."
The students groaned. Butcher dragged a palm down his face.
We finally find someone who can match this bastard… and she's a complete freak.
Demon snapped, pointing at Draigo's crumpled body.
"Isn't he supposed to be your teammate? You nearly killed him."
Bunny glanced back, then waved dismissively.
"Oh, sod him. Right now, I fancy focusin' on us. Oh—forgot to mention. Name's Bunny. What's yours, handsome?"
Demon recoiled as if burned. He almost let slip his real name before catching himself.
"ARE YOU MAD?! We're enemies! I killed your teammates!"
Zoe muttered on-stream. "Is it just me, or is this getting freaky?"
Her fans agreed.
---
– Seduction Escalates –
Bunny placed a finger on Demon's lips, her grin wicked.
"C'mon now… I know you love eyes on you. Especially mine."
In HQ, Betty collapsed on the floor, wheezing with laughter.
"God, I can't take this anymore. Someone else come watch this shit!"
Meanwhile, Demon backed against a wall, sweat dripping down his neck. Bunny closed in, whispering like poison.
"Nervous, are we? Tell me, love… still a virgin?"
"DON'T YOU BLOODY DARE!" Demon snapped, voice cracking. "That's none of your business, and you're not even my type!"
"Oh yeah?" Bunny teased. "Go on then, spill. What is your type?"
Against all reason, Demon began describing… only to realize his words painted Bunny exactly.
She laughed wickedly.
"So, you like 'em fit with a fine arse and not too heavy up top? Lucky you, love. That's me, innit?"
"SHUT UP!" Demon roared, ears red.
Bella gasped. "She's… flirting with the enemy?"
In the bar, Baraka shook his head, sipping beer.
"Bloody hell. That girl's a psychopath."
---
– Dominance –
"I… I like girls who are dominant," Demon finally spat. "You're just lame."
Betty howled into comms.
"Boss man, that sounded lame as fuck."
Demon ground his teeth. But Bunny's expression shifted. Her smile vanished.
"Lame?" Her tone dropped cold. "Not dominant enough for you?"
Purple energy flared over her fist.
"Fine. I'll show you dominance."
Demon's eyes widened. "Wait—"
Too late. Her punch sent him hurtling through several buildings before smashing him into a concrete wall. Blood dripped from his nose as he staggered up.
"The drugs… even my tech… nothing's working," he muttered.
Betty's voice crackled in, panicked. "Boss, what the hell happened?! We just saw you fly across the screen!"
"What? Saw me? What are you—" Demon didn't finish.
Bunny blurred to his side, a savage kick snapping his head sideways and launching him through another building.
"Dominant enough for you, mate?!" she shouted, fury in her eyes.
---
– The World Watching –
The fans erupted.
> She's mental!
She's a powerhouse!
Why isn't she famous?!
I bloody LOVE this girl!
Zoe grinned. "Damn guys, is this stream getting hot or what?!"
The feed spread across the globe.
In London, fifteen-year-old Prince Samuel leaned closer to the screen, eyes wide.
Merry entered the room with her fiancé, Steven. She smiled warmly.
"Steven, love, give me a moment. I'll go have a word with Mother."
Steven sat beside Samuel. "What you watchin', lad?"
Samuel grinned, showing him the stream.
Steven froze, his eyes locked on Demon.
Sweat slid down his face without him noticing, his body leaking a suffocating killing aura.
Does my eye deceive me… or is that my own little brother? How bloody annoying.
His teeth clenched, breath turning ragged with rage.
Fuck, fuck, fuck… how the hell is Lawrence still alive? The outcast… the stain…
He chuckled darkly under his breath.
Hah. This upcoming family meeting is going to be bloody marvelous.
He forced a smile, ruffling Samuel's hair.
"Hey, send me the link, eh? And don't worry—I still owe you a birthday gift. You'll have it Monday. Just don't tell your sister, alright?"
Samuel beamed. "Deal."
As the boy sent the link, Merry returned.
"All set, darling."
Steven stood, masking his unease with a smile as he took her hand. Together, they left the room, while Samuel happily waved them off—oblivious to the storm brewing.