The Absolute Will: The Lifespan Collector's Harem-Chapter 395: To Your Room

"Mr. Alex, please, stay for a meal to welcome you," Ichiro said. Even though Alex only gave them a year, they had no complaints. The cost was practically zero to them, and they wanted to stay on his good side.

"I’d be honored," Alex accepted with a grin. He turned back to the brooding Ryuya. "Though I wonder if Young Master Ryuya wants me here. He looks like he wants to kill me."

"Nonsense," Ichiro glared at his son. "He’s just not used to his maid leaving."

"Understandable. I’ll stay a bit longer then, so he can look at Anri a few more times to ease his broken heart," Alex laughed. "After all, I know you two love each other."

Anri: "..." Ryuya: "..."

Even Ichiro realized Alex was doing this on purpose to torment his son. This kid was evil. But what could he do? Ryuya was just unlucky to have fallen for a maid.

"Ichiro, if you need anything else, talk to Mira. She’s my assistant and my woman," Alex yawned. He looked at Anri. "Now, time to collect my prize."

Anri turned pale. Already? He can’t even wait?

Ryuya looked like his world had ended. He knew exactly what Alex was going to do to her. And he was powerless to stop it.

"Can you prepare a room for me?"

"Of course, right away—"

"Actually, don’t bother. We’ll just go to Anri’s room. It’s the perfect place."

Mira pulled Alex’s sleeve. "Alex... really? Here? Why not just go home?"

"It’s fine, Mira. This is Anri’s home. She’ll be more relaxed in a familiar place. Besides, the Patriarch wants to host us, right? It would be rude to leave so soon." He patted Mira’s butt. "Handle the social stuff for me."

"...You’re becoming quite the rascal," Mira whispered, kissing his cheek. "Be safe."

Alex smiled, then turned back to Anri with his villainous smirk. "Let’s go, Anri. To your room."

Ryuya watched his beloved walk away with Alex, unable to resist. The thought of Alex in Anri’s bed, using her body, making her scream... it was a soul-shattering pain. He stood there, panting like an animal, his knuckles white.

"Father... I... I feel sick. I’m going to my room."

Ichiro sighed. "Don’t do anything stupid."

Mira watched the "cuckold" leave, not worried at all. I guess I’ve become a bad woman too, she thought, smiling.

Clack, clack, clack.

Anri’s heels clicked on the floor as she led the way. She was stiff, her body tense. She could feel Alex’s predatory gaze on her back and hips.

She stopped suddenly. Alex stopped behind her, enjoying the view of her trembling frame. "What? No one’s around now. Planning to fight back?"

Anri turned around, her lips trembling. She wanted to fight, but as she looked into his eyes in this empty hallway, she realized she didn’t have a shred of courage left. Her breasts heaved with her heavy breathing.

Alex walked up and poked one of her large breasts with his finger, sinking into the soft flesh.

"Don’t you realize how tempting you are?" Alex whispered.

"Please... let go..."

"Is that any way to talk to your Master? You’re my property now." He pinched her nipple hard through the fabric. "Remember, your behavior affects the Kofukuji family. It affects Taro... and it affects your dear Ryuya."

Anri’s eyes filled with tears of defeat. She bowed her head. "I understand. Please, follow me."

She led him into her bedroom. As the door clicked shut, she closed her eyes. "Please... don’t hurt Ryuya."

"What should you call me?"

"...Master."

"Good. Now... take it off."