Deviant: No Longer Human

25th of December, 2031!

Crunch!

Wang Xiao lounged in the Queen's palace, Sylvergard, looking about as peaceful as a guy scrolling through 'very questionable images' on his phone could be. That is, until—chomp!

"…"

He winced, his shoulder throbbing, and turned to see Seraphina glaring at him. The bite mark she left was nothing compared to the fire in her eyes. Stark naked, her snow-white hair spilled over her shoulders, her flawless skin gleaming like frosted silk in the morning sun.

She was the perfect mix of seductive and deadly—a goddess in every sense of the word. Her figure was just unfair. Forget holding her; she looked like she was designed to ruin a man's self-control. And ruin she did—right now, his peace.

"You're not even listening to me, are you!?" she snapped.

Wang Xiao raised an eyebrow, his face calm as a lake. "I'm working."

"Working?!" Her sneer could've made a lesser man shrivel up. "Scrolling through pictures of barely-legal girls counts as working now?"

"…" He sighed, as if she was exhausting him. "First off, they're not barely legal. They're Eveline's and my daughters." His voice dropped, deadpan. "Second, I need a date. Preferably someone I can bring to my stupid class reunion without making international scandal. You know, someone normal?"

Seraphina blinked, her glare faltering as her jaw hung open. "You're joking."

He wasn't. This dumb reunion was a nightmare in the making. How could he, Wang Xiao—a man surrounded by women so perfect they could cause traffic accidents—not have a single one suitable for a casual, low-profile date?

Seraphina was right there, sure. But how could he bring her? With her looks, it'd be like walking in with the literal queen of heaven. The guys would start simping before they even hit the door. And the girls? Forget jealousy—they'd straight-up riot.

No, what he needed was someone laid-back, young, low-key. Hell, maybe even someone flat-chested just to avoid causing a scene.

His best option? One of Eveline's daughters. Those girls had been stuck indoors so long they probably didn't even know what sunlight felt like anymore. A little daddy-daughter outing wouldn't hurt. He'd keep it simple: treat it like a date, knock out two problems at once.

"…You can't be serious," Seraphina muttered, her icy glare turning downright murderous. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palm. "Wang Xiao—I don't think some stupid reunion is more important than me being pregnant, is it?"

His finger hovered over the screen. He blinked slowly, as if her words were some distant sound carried on the wind. "Hm?"

That was it. That was her breaking point. "You prick! You knocked me up, and you don't even care, do you?!"

Seraphina's chest rose and fell as she struggled not to explode. Why the hell did this bastard knock her up without warning?! Just a few weeks ago, she'd felt unwell, took a test, and boom—pregnant.

He hadn't asked. He hadn't hinted. He hadn't even had the decency to pull out!

And now? Now he was sitting there, scrolling through his stupid phone like nothing was wrong.

She'd called him here under the guise of needing "company" on Christmas, hoping to get him to talk, to explain himself. But he was ignoring her! Acting like this was just another day in the life of Wang Xiao!

And if that wasn't bad enough, Josephine was arriving tonight. What was she supposed to do, greet her daughter with a cheery "Merry Christmas, by the way sweetheart, I'm pregnant with your boyfriend's kid!"?!

Her hands shook. Her fury was justified, absolutely justified. This man—this 'insensitive, infuriating prick'—was acting like a guy about to "go out for milk and never come back."

And for the first time in her life, Seraphina panicked.

"Wang Xiao," she hissed, her voice low and dangerous. "Put the damn phone down before I destroy it myself!"

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He finally looked up, his expression as calm as ever. "Relax. It's not like you'll actually do it. You're too elegant for that."

Her eye twitched. Elegant? This bastard was about to witness the kind of "elegance" that involved broken furniture and shattered pride.

"You got me pregnant," she spat, her voice rising, "and now you're sitting here planning a daddy-daughter date like it's the most normal thing in the world. What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Wang Xiao sighed, putting his phone down with the patience of a man who thought he was the victim here. "First of all, I didn't get you pregnant. That's biology, Sera. It's not like I waved a magic wand and—"

"Oh, you waved something, alright!" Seraphina snapped, her hands sliding down his chest before boldly grabbing him through the sheets. Her slender fingers wrapped around his manhood, firm and confident, as if daring him to challenge her. "This thing doesn't work on its own, does it?"

Her frosty gaze locked onto his, and that smirk on her lips—it was provocative enough to ignite anyone's temper.

If this had been years ago, maybe she would've cared. Maybe she would've been shy, hesitated, or thought twice about her actions. But after countless nights where he barged in, threw her on the bed, and left her shaking, she'd stopped pretending to be modest. Besides, parading around naked in front of him like this? It wasn't shameless anymore—it was just her reality.

Wang Xiao's eyes lowered briefly, watching her lips move with mock anger, and then flicked back up to meet her gaze. He leaned back slightly, and set his phone aside as if he'd just decided to indulge her. "Then put it where it belongs."

"…"

Seraphina paused for a moment, her frown deepening. What did this guy think? That she'd just obey him because he gave her one of those challenging looks?

Of course, she was scared—terrified, even. But she'd never admit it. This wasn't just any man; it was Wang Xiao. The last time she'd tried to play games with him, she'd spent the next day unable to leave her bed, and her legs had felt like jelly for a week. Still, she couldn't let him win so easily.

Her lips pressed into a tight line as she slid under the sheets, positioning herself between his legs. Her fingers guided him downward, and she felt the familiar heat of him pressing against her. Slowly, deliberately, she let him slip inside, her tight entrance swallowing him inch by inch.

"Mmmghhh…" She bit her lip, failing to suppress the soft, needy moan that escaped her throat. No matter how many times they did this, the feeling was the same—overwhelming, intoxicating. Her walls clenched around him instinctively, trying to accommodate his size, and her body betrayed her with its eagerness.

Wang Xiao's hand casually reached out and patted her head like she was a well-trained puppy. "Good girl."

Her head snapped up, her expression shifting from flushed to furious in an instant. "You—"

This guy! What did he take her for? A damn pet?!

Wang Xiao's smile widened as if her anger only amused him more. "What? You're doing so well. Why shouldn't I reward you?"

Seraphina's teeth ground together, her fists curling at her sides.

"Come closer, give me a kiss," Wang Xiao said lazily, his eyes glued to her as if she wasn't seconds away from ripping his head off.

"Huh?" Seraphina's brow arched high. This bastard... Now he was so lazy he couldn't even move his own damn head?

She let out a sharp scoff, sneering inwardly, but still leaned closer. Her breasts pressed tightly against his chest as she drew near, the soft mounds practically squishing into him with each inch she closed.

"Mmmmmmm~"

The moment their lips met, his hands grabbed her shoulders with the force of a man who didn't ask for permission. Before she could blink, he had her flipped onto her back, pinning her down while keeping their connection unbroken. Her groan turned into a gasp as his tongue crashed into hers, dominating her mouth with endless vigor.

"Mmmghhh~~ Stop—!" Her muffled cries of protest barely escaped his lips, her words meaningless as he ground his hips deeper into her.

Her insides clenched hard, almost involuntarily, as his length burrowed further, filling her completely. The wet, obscene sounds of their bodies moving together only heightened her humiliation, and the thick, heady scent of sweat and skin surrounded her like a cage.

"Sweet as always," Wang Xiao muttered against her lips, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. He didn't stop, didn't slow, didn't give her an inch to recover. He pounded into her like he had all the time in the world, savoring every squeeze and twitch her body gave in response.

Seraphina's head swam, her resistance crumbling. This bastard… How could he always make her lose like this? Her glare softened into hazy, half-lidded eyes as she bit down on her lip, torn between anger and the shameful pleasure burning through her.