"Do you even realize what you've done?" I berated her.
Her eyes landed on the phone in my hand.
"I… I didn't… I was just—"
"You were just what? Playing queen of the school? Making others suffer while pretending to be untouchable?. Do you think Father would approve of this? Do you think anyone would?"
"I… I can fix it," she whispered. "Please… just don't show—"
Shaking my head, I gave her a chance. "It would take more than that to convince me. Let's find somewhere private to talk."
Her eyes moved to her helpers. No one dared to enter without her permission.
"All of you, leave us alone. Don't tell anyone about this or else…" she warned.
They fell back, opening a path as she led the way down a quieter corridor to a small study on the fourth floor.
She closed the door behind us and leaned against it.
"W....What do you want, Ace?"
BANG!
My palm slammed against the door, sealing her escape route with my right arm.
"What do I want?" I lift up her chin with my free hand. "I want you to understand what fear feels like. I want you to know what it's like to have someone else decide your fate."
"I…"
Before she could finish, I planted my lips on hers. She tried to resist, but I held her two hands and pinned them up over her head.
Her eyes was filled with anger and defiance as she struggled against me.
"You think I'm just going to let you use me?"
Ironically, her defiance only made me want to dominate her even more.
Technically, this was not immoral —if my guess was correct. Daniel had likely already made his preparations and legally disowned me, which meant that Ella and I was no longer related even in legal terms.
In my mind, that was the perfect justification. I mean, come on—if life hands you a loophole that convenient, who wouldn't use it?
"I can do whatever I want, and you're going to let me, because you know what's at stake. Your reputation, your future... it's all in my hands now.'
She shed a few tears, her eyes glowing white as my ability bypassed her defenses.
I finally let her go.
"There's a shower there; take a bath first, but make it quick."
She didn't nod, merely stepping inside. Ten minutes later, she reemerged, her silver hair still dripping.
Lemon-scented shampoo filled the air. I touched her hair, breathing in the sweet smell.
"You promised not to tell anyone if I let you do me, right?" she asked.
"That was my plan at first, but I changed my mind. It makes me look like I'm forcing you, and that's beneath me. So forget it. I'll just tell Father everything you've done."
"No!" she gasped, stumbling forward before dropping to her knees.
"Please, Ace—don't tell him. He'll disown me… I'll lose everything!"
I looked down at her, unmoved. "Maybe that's what you deserve."
"I can make it right!. I'll do whatever you asked of me."
"Then beg me," I patted her head. "Beg me to use you."
She looked like she wanted to argue, but the glow in her eyes meant she already made a choice.
"Please... I want you to use me. Use my body for your pleasure."
I continued to pat her head. "But Ella, I still feel bad about doing this to you. Do you really like me that much?"
"Y-yes, I do," she stammered, her cheeks flushing a deep red.
"Oh, so you also like this?" A smirk played on my lips as I unzipped my pants. My c*ck bounced up like a spring, thick and hard, ready for her.
She looked surprised, even for someone experienced like her, such a size was hard to find. Her eyes flicked between my face and my asset, which would embarrass even an extra large dildo.
"Why aren't you speaking? You said you like me, right? So this much should be okay,"
I chuckled lightly while I guided her hand to stroke the base of my d*ck. Her touch was awkward at first, fingers barely grazing my skin.
"It's much bigger than that little boy you have back then , right?"
She gulped hard and nodded, unable to even deny my claim.
"Use both hands; it'll be much easier to handle,"
She did as I suggested, carefully stroking the base.
Then, slowly, I guided her head down, her lips brushing the tip.
"Open your mouth, and spit on it."
She hesitated, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of apprehension and resignation.
"Do it!"
Reluctantly, she parted her lips and spat on my c*ck, the warmth of her saliva coating my shaft. I groaned softly, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through me.
"Good girl," I patted her hair like a slave master.
Her actions not only satisfied me physically but also emotionally. The old Ace must be jumping for joy in heaven right now if he could see this scene.
Who could have imagined that the girl who once tormented him would end up kneeling like this?
"Suck it." I ordered, my voice leaving no room for argument. "If you satisfy me, I'll forget about all the evil deeds you did, and we can start fresh."
"O..Okay."
Her lips wrapped around my c*ck, the heat of her mouth enveloping my d*ck completely.
Watching her like this feels too stimulating, because unlike Ellie or Alice, I genuinely wanted to discipline such a naughty and bad girl.
I gripped her hair, guiding her movements as she took more of me into her mouth.
"Deeper," I groaned.