Slave of Desires のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Upon returning to the condo, Vincent sensed the atmosphere floating in the air. He felt ominous and wanted to run away immediately. But here was Agatha, whom he loved, moaning loudly from his room. The moan pierced straight into his ears. Slowly, he approached where the coquettish sound came from. Swiftly, the eerie feeling he felt at the door of the condo overtook him. He stood in front of his room, and from the small space of the open door, he was able to confirm that his intuition was right. “Ahh! Lanceil! Hmm! That feels good! F*ck!”Her voice glistened so that it could be clearly distinguished from others. He could see their beautiful maid, lying on her stomach and his brother doing it from behind her.‘Again,’ Vincent said in his mind. He witnessed the truth he didn’t want to know, and he smiled bitterly.His brother, Lanceil, would not make a mistake such as going into the wrong room or forgetting to lock the door. It was on purpose. Lanceil wanted to show Vincent that he

Agatha’s POVWhen I woke up next morning, I was in dazed for many hours. I remembered drinking wine and f*cking with my boss nonstop inside Vincent’s room. That was…“Sexy.” Yes. I had to be true to myself and admit that I found it sexy. After c*mming several times, I forgot what happened and only remembered vague memories like when he took me inside my room and we did it again. He did not put it inside though, but the feeling was amazing. Unlike the first time, my body adjusted and I don’t feel sore. Maybe a little? But enough for me to move. Today is Sunday and my day off. Usually, I would go outside and have fun alone. But I think I will just rest here in the condo. Once I went out, I saw a note on the table. [“I went out for the meeting. But I will come back home tomorrow. See you, my lovely Agatha.”]Happy and contended, I hugged the note and kissed it. He was rough like a beast on b*d, but as a boyfriend, he was sweet. “A busy man is really my ideal type,” I said. My eye

A/n: Sorry for the late updates. I will be updating every day since today. I hope you enjoy watching this story until the end.** **Third Person’s POVA hired killer should never feel guilty for taking lives. So, when Maxine's hands became stained, she thought it would be easy to forget the moments when blood splattered on her pale skin. However, her nightmares every night serve as undeniable evidence of her conscience."I had no other choice. If I didn't kill them, I would have died," that's what she said to justify her sins.Yet tonight, she is filled with fear, as it is possible for her own resolve to crumble.While walking, Maxine glanced at the large suitcase she had brought into an abandoned warehouse in the countryside. An abandoned place is the perfect location for a murder, considering the time it takes for authorities to investigate a missing person.The night was chilly.She placed the suitcase exactly where the moonlight illuminated the old wooden window; it was the only

Third Person’s POVAdam found himself in the midst of a dream. In this dream, he witnessed a woman lying unconscious on the ground. Despite his desperate attempts to reach out to her, he couldn't grasp her hand."Come on, just a little bit closer!"With each step he took, his breathing became more constricted. There was a tightness in his chest, whether it was guilt or his conscience weighing him down. Nevertheless, despite the struggle, he made up his mind to hold her hand. Even if it meant enduring excruciating pain, he was determined to do the right thing this time."I don't seek your forgiveness. I will forever atone for my sins."A bright light surrounded him. As Adam caught his breath, he surveyed his surroundings. His nightmare had come to an end, yet a part of him couldn't shake off the feeling that it wasn't yet time to relax."Boss! Are you alright?""I was so worried you were going to leave us!""Boss, do you recognize us? You were so close to death!"He sat up straight, bu

Third Person’s POVVincent couldn't believe that he had spent the entire night wide awake searching for Agatha, only to come up empty-handed. With just four hours left in the day, it felt like a never-ending search. Even the assistance from the police seemed futile.Feeling lightheaded, he pulled over to the side of the road and took a moment to collect himself. He hadn't eaten anything except for a bottle of water. The constant worry had taken away his appetite, and he couldn't help but imagine all the dangerous scenarios in his mind."Where in the world are you?!" he exclaimed, slamming his hand on the steering wheel. He then rested his elbow on the windowsill and pressed his forefinger against his temple, tracing a circular pattern.With each passing moment, his hope began to fade. He had wanted Agatha to leave her brother's life, but not like this.He barely whispered, "I never intended for you to distance yourself from me either."Now, he was filled with remorse for his actions f