Alex was an incredibly possessive and wicked fellow. Not only would the women he targeted be marked with a [Slut Crest] that acted as a spiritual chastity belt, but the men who crossed him would also be subjected to psychological and physical suggestions via [Absolute Control]. For this blonde aristocrat, Bormann, his sudden sexual impotence was a direct result of Alex's invisible leash.
However, Bormann blamed his lack of libido on his obsession with Tsubaki Rurikawa, convincing himself that he had developed such a profound interest in her that other women simply no longer moved him.
In a sense, Bormann truly did harbor a dark, twisted lust for the fallen young lady who had escaped his grasp. To an aristocrat like him, there was almost nothing he couldn't obtain; the more something eluded him, the more his resentment grew and the more desperate he became to seize it. This made Tsubaki an absolute fixation in his mind.
Moreover, in a sheer contest of beauty, the young lady was leagues beyond the maids he kept at home. Letting her slip away was an unbearable humiliation!
That damn brat... if it weren't for him, how could Tsubaki have ever escaped me? Thinking of Alex and their previous confrontation, Bormann's blood boiled. His prey had been snatched away by a mere high schooler—stolen right from between his teeth.
"Seijo Academy... just a pathetic, ordinary high school student. Dammit! You're begging for death—"
Bormann gnashed his teeth in a fit of rage. He had already investigated Alex's background and knew that Tsubaki was now attending the same school—and that she had become his maid.
What a joke! She was supposed to be MY maid, my plaything!
The mental image of the breathtaking Tsubaki snuggling into that boy's arms, being pinned beneath him, teased, and toyed with, caused Bormann's jealousy to flare beyond control. The flames of hatred threatened to consume him, and his handsome face twisted, darkening with malice. His features contorted like those of a literal demon.
Yet, in the end, he could only vent his fury in private. Bormann knew that the Mila family stood behind Alex as a formidable obstacle. Not only were Tsubaki and Alex protected, but even the Rurikawa couple recovering in the hospital was being fiercely guarded by Mila.
"Is the Mila family still picking fights with us lately?"
"...Yes," a maid replied, bowing her head deeply as she spoke in a trembling voice. "In fact, they've escalated. All our private attempts to negotiate or settle have been flatly rejected."
CRASH!
Bormann hurled his freshly poured glass of red wine across the room. Though he was a handsome young man, his temperament grew more violent by the day. "Mila! That mere parvenu!"
"Does she really think she can squeeze into our circles just because she has a little talent? She's nothing but a glorified upstart. Since she refuses to negotiate, then it's war—"
"Once I crush that woman, I'll see who's left to protect you all!"
Furthermore, Mila was a rare beauty herself—a widow, if rumors were true. Recalling Mila's tall, curvaceous, and sexy figure, the blonde man swallowed hard, his heart racing with anticipation.
As he spoke, a lewd and sinister grin spread across his face, his menacing aura silencing the maids in the room. In that eerie, quiet atmosphere, the sound of the bedroom door opening was exceptionally clear.
Creak—
The heavy door was slowly pushed open. Bormann's face filled with displeasure. This was his private bedroom; who would dare enter without permission? His shout of rage died in his throat, replaced by utter shock and bewilderment. His eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing at the threshold.
Click, clack, click...
The sound of high heels echoed sharply as a stunning young woman walked in. Her world-class, seductive face gradually emerged under the moonlight, looking heart-stoppingly beautiful. Despite her cold, indifferent expression, her charm was undeniable, standing out like a lone, exquisite flower compared to the other maids in the room.
The person standing there was none other than Tsubaki Rurikawa.
"You—!"
Bormann was stunned. The woman of his dreams, the prey he could never forget, the girl who had become his inner demon, had quietly walked into his home in the dead of night. What kind of surprise was this? It was too sudden!
"Tsubaki Rurikawa!"
Bormann's eyes lit up. At this moment, he felt like the master of the universe, the protagonist of his own story. To have his heart's desire delivered to him without needing to scheme or ambush... it was a miracle!
"I knew it. I knew you'd eventually come back to me," Bormann said, an elegant smile returning to his face as if his previous madness had been a mere illusion. He reverted to the persona of the refined aristocratic lord. "You realized that an ordinary brat could never give you what you need, nor could he ever satisfy you. Compared to him, I am the only correct choice. Is that why you came to find me?"
Tsubaki's gaze instantly turned several degrees colder. "Comparing my Master to you is an insult to him. You aren't even worth one of my Master's—"
"One of what?"
Bormann's elegance shattered. He cried out in shock, "Tsubaki, have you... have you already done it with him?"
"I am my Master's personal maid, and I love him deeply. Isn't it only natural to sleep with him?" Tsubaki smiled—a bright, dazzling smile that could melt ice, but it wasn't for Bormann. It was a look reserved only for Alex. Bormann gnashed his teeth, making a grating sound.
"My Master's strength, his tenderness, his handsomeness... even his 'size' is beyond compare. I will never forget the nights we spent entwined in bliss. Even my Master's 'essence' is so sweet and delicious—"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"
Burning jealousy caused the blonde man to let out a shrill, venomous scream. "That bastard! That brat! How dare he play with MY woman like that! I'll kill him! I'll kill him!!"
"You won't get the chance—"
Tsubaki was satisfied to see him break. Her smile vanished, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness. "Tonight, you will not be leaving this room alive."
"You came for revenge?" Bormann sneered. Revenge? From a weak girl? "You think you can walk into my villa alone and take revenge on me?"
Tsubaki stared at the arrogant, laughing man with an expressionless face. "You've misunderstood. I am here to kill you, but it isn't for revenge."
"While you are disgusting and make my stomach turn, if it weren't for what you did to the Rurikawa family, I never would have met my Master. Compared to being a pampered lady of the past, my life now with Master makes me far happier. So..."
She leaned over and gave a slight, formal bow. "Thank you very much—"
"!!!"
"I no longer care about the grudge of the Rurikawa family. However... because my Master needs the Bormann family's assets, I've come to help him facilitate the transfer."
"..."
Bormann's mental state had completely collapsed. His face contorted into a hideous, violent mask in the moonlight. The grudge doesn't matter? She's here to steal my wealth for him? The maids in the room began to tremble, feeling the overwhelming pressure.
Insulted beyond measure, the blonde man lost every shred of his aristocratic grace. Dark, twisted, and with eyes twitching frantically, he bared his teeth in a grotesque grin. "You'll never succeed! Stealing my property is a delusional fantasy!!"
"In fact, since you've delivered yourself to me, you've saved me quite a bit of trouble. I'm going to ruin you right here on this bed. I'll break you and train you into my slave! My toy! I'll make sure you can never be with your Master again—"
His greedy eyes scanned Tsubaki's body, tracing the sexy curves beneath her maid uniform, especially her high, heavy breasts. She was a masterpiece. Driven by jealousy and lust, the blonde man lunged like a starved wolf at the beautiful maid.
But in the next instant, the black barrel of a pistol was leveled at him, radiating an invisible, crushing pressure. Bormann froze mid-lunge, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.
"You—!"
Fear began to spread like a cold poison through his veins.