Chapter 137: Enjoy Your Revenge, Unfilial Daughter
Within the vast, enclosed stadium, two figures became the center of attention.
“Did you leave your Rotten Wood Carpet at home?” Lena jogged, her breathing even.
“It’s being serviced,” Vanessa replied curtly, not wasting words.
She understood the basics of running; maintaining a steady breathing rhythm allowed for prolonged jogging without exhaustion.
Reading did have its benefits…
“Are you tired?~” But Lena, ever the provocateur, continued to chatter.
Seeing Lena’s smug face so close, Vanessa felt a wave of nausea. “…Hmph! Mind your own business!”
“Beg me, and I’ll carry you, princess-style~”
“Get lost! Leave me alone!”
Vanessa clutched her hair and her stomach, a side stitch making her wince.
Her long hair flowed behind her like a banner.
For the first time, Vanessa felt her hair was a burden. She was already exhausted after just a few laps…
Lena had clearly planned this, knowing she wasn’t athletic, assigning her this seemingly simple, yet impossible task.
That bastard…!
“Rest if you’re tired, I’m not a devil, you have a whole day to finish, just one day.”
Lena sipped her iced juice, her demeanor relaxed.
She offered the drink to Vanessa. “Want some? The Falmouth family’s latest fruit drink, popular among young ladies.”
“I don’t want it… huff… huff…”
Vanessa’s breathing grew heavier, her throat dry, her mouth parched.
Despite her thirst, she stubbornly refused.
She saw Lena’s kindness as a provocation, her actions as an obstacle, just like Angel had before.
And indeed, Lena was teasing Vanessa, using seemingly kind words to humiliate her.
How could the proud little beauty accept the devil’s temptation?
Naturally, Vanessa was angered.
“Can you stop bothering me?!”
“But you look so tired, so pitiful…”
“Bastard! Bastard!!”
“Mm-hmm, curse me more, your sharp tongue only excites me… but choose your words carefully, or it will be just a tickle~”
Lena would continue like this, taunting Vanessa when she was at her limit, pushing her, testing her endurance, making the game more interesting…
This was what Lena wanted.
“Hehehe, tell me when you can’t take it anymore, I’ll graciously allow you a fifteen-minute break. If I remember correctly, you didn’t warm up, right? Is your stomach sore? Cramps? Or a side stitch?”
“Huff… huff…”
The wind and Vanessa’s own heavy breathing drowned out Lena’s taunts, her face pale, her robes soaked with sweat, her lungs burning.
She wanted to give up, but the hatred within her kept her going, her arms pumping mechanically.
Her beautiful, dark blue hair was covered in dust, dragging along the ground as she ran.
Vanessa no longer cared about her appearance.
Holding her hair while running would be torture; it was better to let it flow behind her, like a broom.
“It seems you’ve found your rhythm.”
Lena appeared beside Vanessa, running with her.
“Sometimes, I truly admire your perseverance, should I call it stubbornness or tenacity? Your sister isn’t like you at all, she’s much more obedient, more sensible, and thousands of times cuter…”
“Don’t… huff… huff… mention Angel! I… will… kill… you!”
Vanessa cursed as she ran, the insults fueling her determination.
However, the body was the ultimate indicator of one’s limits.
Even with an iron will, one couldn’t overcome physical exhaustion.
Three laps were Vanessa’s limit.
“If you continue, your muscles will dissolve, your organs will fail, and you’ll become a cripple,” Lena warned kindly.
“Huff… ha… ha…”
Vanessa could only gasp for air.
Her stamina had rapidly declined since the second lap, especially her legs, which felt like lead.
She had only managed to last this long through sheer willpower, something Angel couldn’t match.
“I understand… I need… a break…”
Vanessa finally collapsed onto the grass, her forehead hitting the ground.
The sudden pain made her gasp. “W-wait! I haven’t lost! This is just…”
Vanessa stubbornly tried to get up, refusing to show any weakness, her eyes stinging from sweat or tears.
She couldn’t open them, rubbing them with her fists, only making it worse.
“Hahahaha…”
Lena laughed. “Fifteen minutes, you only have fifteen minutes, and six and a half laps left. Well, I’ll count that as half a lap, I’m feeling generous, seeing how hard you’re trying, I’ll waive the remaining half.”
Tears streamed down Vanessa’s pale face. Despite her anger, her body couldn’t supply enough blood to her head, her skin blotchy.
“Give me the coordinates, I’ll owe you six laps, I’ll pay you back later.”
Vanessa’s words were surprising, her legs unable to bend as she sat on the ground, her legs spread.
She leaned forward, massaging her feet, enduring the pain, her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes watery.
“My dear sister… you can even owe laps now?”
Lena chuckled, amused by Vanessa’s words.
Anyone could see that Vanessa couldn’t continue, but she refused to admit defeat, how stubborn.
“Let me think…”
Lena considered the pros and cons.
“Owing laps is fine, but there’s interest.”
“How much?”
“One extra lap for every two days, or you can pay with something else, is that acceptable?” Lena lured Vanessa deeper into the abyss.
Debt, there was only the first time and countless times after.
How long could this proud little beauty endure?
Lena’s gaze swept over Vanessa, settling on her small, delicate feet.
They were being massaged by Vanessa’s hands, her toes like peeled grapes, her arches like crescent moons, soft and pink, a faint, alluring fragrance rising from them.
“What are you looking at?” Vanessa stopped massaging, sitting up straight, hiding her feet.
“I think your feet are beautiful,” Lena replied honestly. “Can I touch them?”
Of course not!
Vanessa was about to refuse, but Lena had already bent down, her hand gently caressing Vanessa’s ankle.
Her warm fingers traced the delicate lines of Vanessa’s foot, massaging the soft flesh of her sole.
Vanessa, her feet never touched by a stranger, instinctively curled her toes, her body stiffening, a tingling sensation spreading through her.
Her feet were incredibly sensitive, even a light touch with a nail was ticklish, let alone Lena’s grasp.
She had always taken meticulous care of her feet, soaking them in milk baths, trimming her nails…
And now, Lena had taken her “first time,” her most cherished part defiled, and she could do nothing about it…
“Don’t touch my feet!” Vanessa exclaimed. “This is outrageous!”
“Hmm, but I’ve already touched them, a little longer, and I might waive your interest.”
Lena pulled Vanessa’s feet onto her lap, the two sitting on the ground.
They were like a perfect work of art.
Her skin so smooth and supple, even the soles of her feet incredibly soft, tempting Lena to take a bite, to savor the delicate taste.
“Don’t move, this is called ‘fun’.”
Lena’s voice whispered in Vanessa’s ear.
Vanessa shivered, trying to pull away, but Lena’s grip tightened, lifting her feet, Vanessa’s body folding like a chair, Lena leaning in, pinning her down.
Lena chuckled. “You’re so cute, both adorable and hateful.”
“Let… go!” Vanessa gritted her teeth.
“What? Are you embarrassed? I’m complimenting your feet, did you think I was talking about you? Little beauty, you’re so vain.”
Lena whistled, using her weight to press down further, her long legs framing Vanessa’s face.
“I’m warning you, if you touch me, the hero will never forgive you!”
“Heh, the hero, he’s nothing.”
“What did you say?!”
“I said, you’ll be so in love with me that you won’t even care about the hero, he’ll just watch as I devour you…”
Lena held Vanessa’s ankles, pulling her legs apart.
“Ah!!” Vanessa felt like her legs were about to break, tears streaming down her face.
“Quiet down, little beauty, you’re very flexible, as long as I’m careful, there won’t be any permanent damage.”
Lena pressed Vanessa’s legs down, her palms striking, then her fists pounding the tense muscles.
Vanessa writhed in pain, her stubborn silence replaced by pleas for mercy.
This pain was far greater than running, unbearable, she was almost on the verge of fainting.
“Ahhh!!! It hurts! It hurts so much!!”
“You have to get used to this, otherwise, your weak body will suffer permanent damage. Remember, I’m helping you, little beauty, don’t look at me like that, it excites me.”
Lena’s heartless laughter and the increasing pressure of her hands made Vanessa cry out in pain, unable to speak, only shaking her head.
“You should be grateful there’s no one here, otherwise, imagine the rumors if the students saw you like this.”
The Cavendish sisters together, the image was quite vivid.
It was fortunate that it was the end-of-summer shopping season, otherwise, the crowds would be troublesome. Lena raised her stocking-clad foot, aiming carefully, then stomped down hard.
Vanessa’s pained moans echoed through the empty stadium…
…
“Done!”
Lena, having finished the massage, stood up, ignoring the defeated Vanessa on the floor.
After all, there would be plenty of time to play with her later.
Lena wasn’t in a hurry.
A delicious meal had to be savored slowly; rushing would only diminish the pleasure, the satisfaction of revenge turning bland and tasteless…
Vanessa had many weaknesses, and Lena knew them all.
The easiest two were Angel and Diana.
The former, Vanessa’s younger sister, had married into the Falmouth family, becoming Lena’s puppet, using the sister to control the older sister, a classic tactic.
And the latter, since Vanessa had participated in the incident against the princess, her identity as a double agent was easy to exploit, using Diana’s name to coerce Vanessa into submission.
In conclusion, Vanessa, despite her cold and aloof demeanor, was the easiest and most delectable target.
Lena hated Vanessa’s personality, yet she also found it incredibly satisfying.
Especially her sharp tongue, easily provoking anger, like a natural taunt, making one want to slap her.
“But the more a prey struggles, the more appealing it is to the hunter…”
Without that defiance, Vanessa would lose her value.
Vanessa would definitely become an indispensable member of Lena’s harem, not just because of her valuable spatial magic, but also because Lena enjoyed conquest and domination.
A reusable pawn, removed from the hero’s party, effectively weakening the hero.
Although she didn’t know when the hero would arrive in the Imperial City, Lena was prepared, ready to welcome the so-called Child of Destiny…
“I’ve written the spatial coordinates on your thigh. Whether you want revenge or a confrontation, I won’t stop you, enjoy your revenge, unfilial daughter.”
Looking down at Vanessa, Lena’s expression was one of mock affection.
“After I deal with Wilder, I’ll come back for you!” Vanessa spat, her body covered in sweat.
She struggled to stand up, her weak body maintaining a safe distance from Lena.
“Mm, I’ll be waiting, hurry back, you still owe me several laps~”
Lena wasn’t worried about Vanessa breaking her promise; she was too principled for that.
“I’ll pay you back,” Vanessa gritted her teeth. “And you have to keep your promise, you promised to help me reconcile with Angel.”
“Of course, have I ever lied?”
Lena’s confident and arrogant demeanor radiated charm.
She always kept her promises, unless she changed her mind.
Vanessa stared at Lena for a few seconds, then chose to trust her.
She limped out of the stadium, glancing back as she reached the door…
Lena’s satisfaction peaked, and she returned a seductive smile.
There was still plenty of time, plenty of time to grow.
You and your sister will serve me together, in the same bed, and you’ll never leave me, my little beauties…
