Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

Chapter 388  A Ritual Of Life [1] [R-18]

Himmel leaned against the door, arms crossed, his eyes slicing through Siersha like a blade.

'I need to make sure a few things happen.'

The first was to get her life energy, while the second, equally important, was to—

'Awaken my bloodline.'

It had been so long since he planned for it.

And now that he had a chance to do so, Himmel wasn't going to let it go.

Siersha was the only one he was sure of.

Someone whose pride he could break.

'...Well, I'm going to do some fucked up things.'

He let out a sigh as he checked Siersha out.

She stood before him, crimson eyes staring into him with raw need for his blood.

Her fingers trembled on her outfit—a tight black shirt stretched over her breasts.

A blue skirt that covered her up to the thighs.

The shirt's collar hugged her pale throat, which Himmel instinctively grabbed.

Her breathing spiked, and every breath she took made the shirt pull, the skirt sway, a thin shield he'd tear to pieces.

"Unbutton the shirt," he said, his voice low. "Slowly. Show me you're worth my time."

Siersha's lips parted, a shaky breath slipping out, but she obeyed.

Her fingers moved slowly, popping each button with a soft click.

The black fabric split to reveal her collarbone, her chest, the curve between her breasts.

The shirt hung open, slipping off one shoulder, and Himmel stared at her extravagant bra.

"Were you aware of what's going to happen here?" Himmel asked, lowering his hand to squeeze her breast roughly.

"N-no." She whimpered, feeling him on her skin.

Himmel narrowed his eyes suspiciously.