Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I have never been so frustrated in my life.

The castle was vast and dark. Although Charles had decorated my room to be very cozy-hanging warm, cute murals on the walls, spreading soft wool rugs on the floor, and placing exquisite dolls everywhere-I still didn’t dare to sleep alone.

Every day, I ordered Charles to come and coax me to sleep.

The kind where he had to get into bed with me.

I made him take off the dignified, steady butler’s tailcoat he wore during the day and wear only a thin white undershirt.

He would hold me in his arms and tell me stories.

I never actually listened to a word of the stories he told. I only remembered his lean, powerful abs and smooth V-line whenever we were pressed tightly together.

Bullet Comments:

“Dammit, the Female Supporting Character is bossing the big boss around again, making him strip and coax her to sleep!”

“Waaaah, let go of that Female Supporting Character and let me do it! The big boss has such a great body, I want to lie in his arms and touch his abs while listening to stories too!”

“The person above is such a hopeless romantic. This horror boss is inherently brutal and bloodthirsty; everything you see is just a disguise. Humans are nothing but ants to him. Who would fall in love with an ant?”

“Only the smart and brave Female Lead can win the big boss’s favor! This spoiled drama queen has zero courage but a huge appetite for lust. She orders the boss to serve her every day-it’s a miracle she’s lived this long.”

Me, the living miracle: “…”

My mind was a mess right now.

I hadn’t fully processed what the Bullet Comments were saying.

In the blink of an eye, I had gone from the most noble Young Lady of the castle to a mere ingredient.

So, even though Charles was wearing my favorite manservant outfit and holding me in his arms to tell a story…

Even when those firm chest muscles were pressed tightly against me…

I had absolutely no interest.

He noticed. He stopped the story he was reading and casually unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

In my heart, Charles had already turned into a demon who killed without blinking. I was terrified of him.

Yet, my hand habitually reached inside his clothes.

Charles’s physique was simply too perfect.

My hand wandered, gradually moving downward.

Charles let out a low groan, his breathing becoming ragged.

After a moment, he reached out and stopped me.

“Master, you cannot go any further.”

Bullet Comments:

“Ahhh! Female Supporting Character, stop! Let me do it!”

“See! The big boss only treats this spoiled drama queen like a pet. How could he allow her to actually cross the line!”

“The big boss belongs to the Female Lead! Female Supporting Character, take your wandering hands off him!”

I bit my lip. What the Bullet Comments said was true.

Charles usually indulged me only because I hadn’t touched his bottom line yet.

Given my previous personality, I definitely wouldn’t have stopped. Charles was just a Butler; no matter what the Master did to him, he wasn’t supposed to resist.

But now, I realized I was just a piece of sashimi destined for his future dinner table.

I closed my eyes and pulled my hand out from under Charles’s clothes.

Charles froze for a second.

He hadn’t expected me to actually stop.

He lowered his gaze, his expression dark and unreadable.

“Master, if you really want to, I can…”

“I don’t. Leave my room immediately. I don’t want to hear stories anymore. You don’t need to come at night from now on.”

I pulled away from his embrace, wrapped myself in the quilt, and turned my back to him.

As soon as the words left my mouth, the temperature in the room instantly turned icy.

Even though my eyes were closed and I couldn’t see anything, I could feel Charles staring at me intently in the darkness.

It felt like a venomous snake-cold and slimy-coiling around every inch of my skin.

In the darkness, it felt as if countless monsters were restless and fearful.

“Is Master dissatisfied with my performance tonight?”

A life-or-death question had arrived.

My heart raced as I quickly fabricated an excuse in my mind.

“Do you even need to ask, Charles? Your body is too cold! It’s so cold I can’t sleep well at all!”

The Bullet Comments said that a monster’s body temperature is lower than a normal human’s. I wasn’t technically lying.

Charles didn’t speak. The room was terrifyingly quiet.

I quietly swallowed hard.

Just when I thought I was going to die tonight, the room became warm again. That terrifying, heart-palpitating sensation vanished, as if it had been nothing more than an illusion.

The person on the bed moved. He got up and even helped me tuck in the corners of the quilt.

“I understand.”

“Master, please get some rest.”

Charles left.

My tense body didn’t relax for a long time.

That oppressive, terrifying aura just now was too frightening.

So… is this what Charles is really like?