I Am The Game's Villain

Chapter 299 Drown In Lust [R-18]

This chapters contains some R-18 elements. If you don't like it, you can just skip that part.

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"What on earth are they up to?" I grumbled, already feeling a sense of discomfort.

[<Are you that eager to witness Victor losing his virginity?>]

I winced at Cleenah's words. "I'm not observing anything. I'll just get rid of that love potion and leave quickly."

This might inadvertently postpone the Villainess' route.

Oh!

I heard the door slowly opening.

There was a brief silence as Selene looked around with suspicious eyes. Well, her door was open, after all but it was part of the plan. I needed to catch her completely caught off guard to knock her out. I couldn't underestimate her. She was still the Villainess of the Second Game.

I held my breath, waiting for the right moment. She needed to get closer.

Soon, Selene's crimson eyes fell on her closet. I swiftly closed the door and waited with bated breath. I needed to act quickly.

No one else should notice it.

I could hear steps approaching toward me, and I braced myself, but right at that moment—

-Ring!

It was her phone.

"Victor?" She picked it up and spoke to Victor, but I couldn't hear their conversation. "Fine. I will be on my way." She added, and suddenly her steps receded.

Then I heard the door closing, leaving me dumbfounded.

It was so incredibly close...

I opened the closet and sighed, but soon my eyes widened.

On the small shelf.

The pink vial.

She left it here.

I can't believe it.

My smile widened greatly.

I don't even have to fight or argue!

I was about to approach the shelf, but the door suddenly opened again.

What?!

I quickly went back inside the closet and held my breath.

Is she back?

The sound of footsteps echoed, but they didn't match Selene's.

"Selene?" I hesitated.

That's not her. I recognized that voice.

It was Elizabeth.

"Where is she…?" Elizabeth murmured.

I carried her over to Selene's bed. Elizabeth parted her lips from mine, and we both took deep breaths to catch our breath. Our faces were flushed, but we had a smile on our lips. We looked at each other again, and this time we were determined to see it through. Elizabeth unhooked her bra as I ran my hands through her dark hair, clearing it away from her lovely face.

Then I proceeded to slid out her long white skirt revealing her pale legs. I caressed them with my hands while kissing her cute navel. "Mm~" Elizabeth moaned while I reached out her generous breast. The sensation of grasping her breasts was truly driving more in lust.

I couldn't help myself and buried my face in her breasts while she stroked my hair.

"Ahn~" Elizabeth moaned loudly as I sucked her left nipple. I felt my lower limb standing rock in front of Elizabeth's untainted cave as I continued to kiss her.

Then without being able to hold back anymore, I reached out my left hand below her abdomen, and my fingers slid inside her white panties.

Elizabeth pulled strongly my hair when I did that and it acted like a signal. I ripped away her panties and positioned my cock in front of her leaking cave.

When I saw Elizabeth's pale completely lost in lust, I thrusted my waist.

"Aghnnn!!" Elizabeth grunted loudly as I ripped open her hymen. Her pained expression was like adding fuel to the fire, as I continued to thrust my waist, ignoring her pain. Elizabeth continued to grunt at each of my thrust but she soon recovered and coiling her arms around my neck, she bit again my neck, sucking more blood. The next two hours, I continued to thrust relentlessly while Elizabeth bit my neck, shoulders, and left hickeys on my body. …

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I was leaning against the bedhead, my expression blank and my shirtless body showing signs of the chaotic event. My pants were torn and resembled shorts more than anything now.

Elizabeth sat on the opposite side of the bed which was broken by the way. The whole room was destroyed and was filled with love scent, proof of our arduous two hours.

Elizabeth's back was turned to me, using the bedsheet to cover herself. She was silent but I could hear the quiet sobs. Her face, typically adorned with light makeup, was now stained with tear marks. It was astounding that she didn't scream or react as a typical person might have, instead silently mourning. I was grateful for that.

When I noticed hickeys done by me on her uncovered pale neck, I felt blood rushing over my cheeks and averted my eyes. This damn potion and its effects weren't entirely gone.

We were in an utterly terrible situation.

My face mirrored her pallor as I replayed everything that had transpired, feeling lower than I ever had.

I held my head in my hands, my mouth agape, trying to process.

'Why didn't you or Samara intervene?' I asked Cleenah, struggling to contain my anger.

[<I stopped Samara, Amael. It's a potent potion. If any of us had tried to stop either of you, it would have led to self-mutilation, or worse, death.>]

My anger subsided as Cleenah explained, but I clenched my fists in frustration.

I should have stayed hidden and tried talking to Elizabeth before this. Maybe she could have stopped her sister. But I was blinded by the potential Villainess' route Selene could take.

What can I do now?

I let out a weak, ridiculous laugh.

The only solace was that Elizabeth seemed to understand what had happened and that I wasn't entirely at fault. She knew only one person capable of obtaining such a powerful potion: Selene, her sister. But I was still the one present.

Any trust or friendship that had started to form between us, especially after being in the same group and after the incident in Zestel, might have shattered.

I slowly stood and retrieved a clean shirt and pants from my bracelet, changing into them. After splashing water on my face and fixing my hair, I made my way to the door.

She probably wanted to be alone.

"I…I'm sorry for what happened. I just wanted to stop your—" I shook my head. She didn't need apologies or explanations. "I will inform my family. You should do the same…" I said before leaving.

This wasn't something to hide. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

Elizabeth was a Princess of the Tepes House, and virginity was a sacred matter preserved for all princesses for their future spouses. The sooner we addressed it, the better we could handle this issue.

I pulled out my phone and dialed my mom's number, feeling only chills thinking about their reaction and also Elizabeth's family's response.