Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 473  Drama Yet Again

Deewa said with a playful laugh, ”Grandma, donʼt you worry about it. The quilts and everything, Iʼve got them all ready. When we sleep, we wonʼt be up that early, so you donʼt need to prepare breakfast for our share.”

”Alright, weʼll talk about it tomorrow then.”

The old lady, having eaten a bowl of rice and drunk half a pound of sorghum, was feeling a bit drowsy. She called out to Luis, ”Luis, this old body of mine is going to rest now. Let Deewa keep you company.”

”Donʼt be in a hurry to leave tomorrow. Grandma will make you wontons.”

After the old lady finished speaking, she went to the room next door. Luis, making conversation, said, ”Such a big heated brick bed, and you donʼt sleep together?”

Deewa shot a glance at her mother, Fanga, snorted, and said, ”When Iʼm not here, she sleeps here.”

”But when I am here, she doesnʼt need to keep watch. Says she has an old personʼs smell and doesnʼt want it bothering me. Plus, sheʼs a very light sleeper and canʼt stand how restless I am when I sleep, so when I come back, I stay in that little room over there.”

On the large heated brick bed, Fanga was already asleep, facing away from them, covered by thin bedding. The faint outline of her seemingly slender body still hinted at delicate curves.

The brick bed was already laid with a coir mat, over which a bamboo mat was spread. Pillows and quilts were also prepared. It had to be said, Deewaʼs efficiency was truly anything but ordinary.

”Big sis, itʼs only just autumn and your familyʼs already heating the brick bed!”

Luis plopped down onto it, exclaiming in surprise.

The bed was warm, already heated. Even though autumn had begun, the temperature hadnʼt really dropped. Heating the bed while it was still this hot was practically insane.

”Itʼs autumn. It gets cooler here in the mountains, you know. And with the dampness, heating the bed definitely makes it more comfortable. My grandma has always had this good habit,” Deewa said with a soft, charming smile, directly slipping off her nightgown. Wearing only a pair of panties, she sat down, her full, lush breasts trembling enticingly, an extremely tempting sight.

Luis was momentarily stunned. Despite whatever discord existed between the mother and daughter, wasnʼt this sudden openness a bit too much? Wasnʼt it somewhat disrespectful towards an elder?

She smiled intimately, snuggling close and leaning into Luisʼs embrace, her voice trembling slightly as she said, ”I want to apologize to you first. Iʼve gotten used to lying now, but facing you, I truly donʼt want to rely on lies anymore to maintain so-called dignity.”

She smiled intimately, snuggling close and leaning into Luisʼs embrace, her voice trembling slightly as she said, ”I want to apologize to you first. Iʼve gotten used to lying now, but facing you, I truly donʼt want to rely on lies anymore to maintain so-called dignity.”

As she spoke, she took Luisʼs hand and placed it over her full breast. Luis naturally took the opportunity to knead and fondle it without restraint.

Kissing her snow-white, delicate skin, he still asked with some puzzlement, ”What is there to apologize for?”

”About what happened before... I lied to you...”

Deewa said, burying herself in Luisʼs chest, her body trembling. ”I donʼt want to lie to you anymore, so please donʼt be angry, donʼt look down on me, okay?”

”Okay!”

Whether it was an illusion or not, Luis distinctly sensed a tremor from Fangaʼs body, lying with her back to them not far away.

”She really is my mother, but Anglo is not my brother. Heʼs my uncle.”

”Ah??”

Luis felt the information overload explode once more.

Deewa said it lightly, as if it were nothing. ”Itʼs very simple, really. My dad caught them in bed together, so they simply ran off together, which ended up infuriating my dad to his death.”

”I had no one to take care of me, so I was dumped at my maternal grandmotherʼs place. Grandmaʼs family raised me. When I was fifteen, this bitch came back saying she wanted to fulfill her duty to raise me, and sweet-talked me into going with her.”

”Once we got to the city, they didnʼt even enroll me in school. The night Anglo raped me, it was this bitch who helped pin down my hands and feet.”

”I ran away several times and finally made it back here, but he beat me black and blue. If it werenʼt for that, I probably would have been selling myself on the streets by the time I was in my early teens.”

”My grandma and grandpa were heartbroken. My uncle went to confront them, but Anglo set him up, framed him for robbery. Heʼs still in prison, hasnʼt gotten out yet.”

As Deewa spoke, her expression didnʼt change, her tone steady without a tremble. Yet, it was often at such moments that a person was most agitated, most murderous.

She looked at Luis with clear eyes and said, ”You know how she got injured? Anglo beat her too. After beating her, he had the shameless audacity to call me over to the hospital to take care of her.”

The more Deewa spoke, the darker her tone became, finally unable to control the rising agitation. ”Look at that crying face of hers, how pitiful she seems.”

”But when Anglo was raping me, she didnʼt hesitate for a second to help hold me down. She even slapped me a few times, telling me to behave.”

”Though thereʼs one thing worth praising. The reason she got beaten was because Anglo told her to go out and sell herself, and she refused.”

”This slut... Anglo had long grown tired of her. All these years, sheʼs been unsatisfied, yet she still fantasizes that Anglo might actually care for her for real...”

As she spoke, Deewa slipped two objects into Luisʼs hand.

”What are these?”

Luis looked at the things in his hand, somewhat baffled.

They resembled modern car key fobs, with buttons for on, off, and even settings for intensity levels.

”Press one and youʼll see,” Deewa said, her eyes gleaming with intense excitement.

Luis was utterly confused. He picked up the strange device and pressed the ʼonʼ button. Immediately, a stifled cry came from Fanga beside them, her body trembling as if sobbing. ”Donʼt... Deewa, Iʼm begging you, Mom is begging you, donʼt humiliate Mom like this...”

”Ignore her!”

Luis was momentarily at a loss. Deewa, however, gave a soft, seductive smile. ”Try the other one. Itʼs really fun.”

As if guided by some unseen force, Luis pressed the other switch. Instantly, Fanga in the corner let out a sharp cry, her body under the thin quilt shuddering violently, even convulsing.

”No... Deewa, please...!”

”Turn it off, quick! Mom canʼt take it... How will Mom ever face anyone after this...?”

Fanga emitted a sobbing moan, her whole body writhing restlessly, pleading in a pitiful manner.

Luis was briefly stunned into silence. Deewa, however, remained composed. She crawled over to Fanga and gently stroked her rounded hip through the quilt, but her words were merciless and cold:

”You still want to face people as a human being??”

”You made my grandfatherʼs family lose all dignity, made my maternal grandmotherʼs family the laughingstock of the whole village.”

”You almost made me into a woman whoʼd sleep with anyone. Think about how outrageous the things you did were. How dare you play the victim now?”

Looking at Deewaʼs slightly contorted face, Luis opened his mouth, but the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat. He could only watch helplessly as her face filled with hatred and fury, tears of release seemingly shimmering in her eyes.

At this moment, Deewa didnʼt seem like she was acting out drunkenly. Instead, it was the hysterical eruption of hatred suppressed for many years.

Do not preach kindness without knowing anotherʼs suffering. Having navigated society for years and witnessed many twisted family dynamics, Luis had always tried to be kind to others, but he was no with overflowing, indiscriminate sympathy.

For a woman to be hated by her own child and her own mother alike, one could only imagine the extent of the outrageous things she must have done.

”No...!”

Fanga couldnʼt help but cry out.