Demon's Obsession - I'm Bound to Him のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Her back pressed against the cold, unforgiving wall as she began to speak, her voice trembling with the weight of memories. "It was a bitterly cold night," she recalled, her gaze distant as if she were seeing it all over again. "The carriage wheel shattered in the middle of a fierce thunderstorm, leaving us stranded. We sought refuge in an abandoned cabin, and it was there, in the shadow of that storm, that we shared more than just our painful stories. We shared our lives."She paused, her breath hitching as tears welled in her eyes. "Cerberus, in secret, vowed to make those who hurt me pay. And he did, without hesitation. He went after those who wronged me, exacting his revenge with ruthlessness. And you dare call him a rapist?" Her voice broke as she stared at me, her eyes filled with emotion."Whatever Cerberus has become, it's because of me. If someone must be punished, then let it be me. I'll accept my fate, but don’t call him that. He never harmed the innocent! He only...he only

She stared at me, her eyes narrowing with a suspicion, the kind that made my skin prickle. "You know," she began, her voice soft yet sharp, "I’ve seen you from angles even you haven’t seen yourself. So, whenever you try to lie…" Her steps were slow, deliberate, as she approached, her gaze locking with mine. "... or when you try to hide your tears from me, just remember who I am." Her lips curved into a knowing smile as her hand reached up to pat my cheek, a gesture both familiar and awkward.She turned to leave, her presence as commanding in retreat as it was face-to-face, but before she could take more than a few steps, my voice cut through the air. "I want to know about the Pact of the Hunters!" The words came out sharper than I intended, filled with urgency I couldn’t quite suppress.She paused mid-step, her back still turned to me, but the tension in her body showed that my question had struck a chord. Slowly, she faced me again, confusion written across her face like a mask she w

His voice broke on the last words, his chest rising and falling with the weight of his fury, his pain. The fire in his eyes burned brighter than ever before, a promise of vengeance that would not go unfulfilled.I squinted at him, my tone softer but still firm as I offered, "If you want, I could ask my friend to track your siblings' bodies... and maybe even yours?" I knew I was treading dangerous ground, but I had come to understand his anger and hatred far better now. It ran deep, laced with sorrow and betrayal.He let out a bitter chuckle, his eyes glinting with disbelief. “Impossible,” he scoffed, shaking his head. "To track a relative, you need their blood. I don’t even have a hold over my own body, let alone access to its blood!" He leaned back, resting his head against the wall, his expression worn, resigned. An uncomfortable silence filled the space between us, thick with unspoken thoughts. We sat side by side, neither daring to break the stillness at first. Finally, I drew in

"You will take your son back to your home!" My voice rang with authority as I turned my gaze toward Jade. "And as for you," I continued, stepping closer to her, "with Viviana gone... I need you to cleanse the pain and suffering from this town. The way she did." I gripped her shoulders gently, locking eyes with her, willing my confidence into her.Jade blinked, her lips parting slightly as she absorbed the weight of the task. Her hesitation was evident, but so was her inner strength. She nodded slowly, drawing in a steadying breath."Are you sure?" Victoria’s voice cut through the tension, her brows knitting together in concern. She glanced between me and Jade. "Will she be able to handle it? She’s never done anything like this before." There was doubt in her tone, but also a fierce protectiveness.I smiled, offering reassurance. "She’ll do just fine," I said, my voice firm with trust. Jade met my gaze and gave a more determined nod, squaring her shoulders as if readying herself for ba

A knot of unease twisted in my stomach. "Think this through, Victoria! Don’t take it lightly—there’s a lot more to this ritual than just a little chanting. Regret, pain, all that dark stuff!" I hurried after her, my voice dropping to a near whisper as if the shadows around us were listening. I tried to keep pace, my feet barely making a sound as I ran on my toes to catch up.Victoria didn’t break stride, her tone unshakable. "What’s more important than our pain is the outcome. This has to be done.""Does it?" Dominic spoke up, trying to snatch the book from Victoria's hands. He hesitated, glancing at the deadly script. "He hasn’t shown up since he was freed. Are we sure this is the right move?""This is exactly what he *wants* us to think," Victoria shot back, her voice steely as she yanked the book from Dominic’s grip. "If we hesitate now, we play right into his hands."There was no changing her mind. I could see the fire in her eyes, the determination set in her jaw. She had already