Taming the Tyrant Beast Women

The Night Evelyn Stopped Resisting [Part 4] [R 18]

Leon hugged her body.

His body covering hers as they both struggled to catch their breath.

His forehead rested against hers.

Their ragged breaths mingling in the quiet room.

The warmth of their skin pressed together, slick with sweat, was the only thing anchoring them to reality.

After a long moment, Evelyn’s arms came up slowly, hesitantly—then wrapped around him.

She held him close.

Her face buried in the crook of his neck.

”Leon...”

”Yes?”

She was silent for a long time.

Then, barely audible, she whispered:

”Thank you for being gentle.”

Leon’s heart swelled.

He kissed her temple, pulling her tighter against him.

His dick was still hard.

The ache of desire lingering.

But he held himself back.

He knew.

He knew she had just given him something she had never given anyone else.

Her virginity.

Her pussy was sore.

Probably would be sore for a while.

If he pushed for more tonight, she would comply.

The contract demanded it.

But that would hurt her pussy.

Her body too much.

This wasn’t what he wanted.

He wanted her to come to him willingly.

Not out of fear.

But out of trust.

So instead of taking more, he pulled her deeper into his arms.

His lips found her forehead.

Her temple.

The tip of her nose.

”Good night, Evelyn.”

Her eyes fluttered open, wide with confusion.

*This man—who had forced himself into her life.*

*Who had shattered her pride.*

*Who had taken everything from her.*

*He kissed her.*

*He said good night.*

*And then he held her like she was something precious.*

Evelyn’s heart raced.

A strange warmth bloomed in her chest.

Something she had never felt before.

It was terrifying.

It was confusing.

But she didn’t pull away.

She slowly said, ”Hmm... good night, Leon.”

Instead, she nestled closer.

Resting her head on his chest.

The steady thump of his heartbeat lulled her into a strange sense of peace.

*What is this feeling?*

*I should hate him.*

*I should push him away.*

*But I don’t want to.*

*I want to stay here forever.*

*I want to feel this safe.*

She didn’t understand it.

She didn’t want to understand it.

But as exhaustion from all the tension and sex began to claim her, one thought lingered at the edge of her consciousness:

*Maybe... Leon isn’t as bad as I thought he was.*

*Maybe he’s actually...*

*Good.*

She fell asleep in his arms.

Her body relaxed.

Her heart peaceful.

For the first time in years.

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The night passed quietly.

Cool breezes drifted through the streets of Aurelia City.

A young woman with pink hair tied up with a colorful ribbon stepped out of a house.

Inside, Evan Blackheart lay sprawled across his bed.

Face flushed red with drunkenness.

Snoring heavily.

The young woman was Anna.

Her pink hair was unlike any other.

Soft and radiant.

Like the morning glow at dawn.

She walked down the street for a while.

A gentle breeze lifted the hem of her blue kimono.

The silver and pink embroidery catching the moonlight.

At a street corner, a tall middle-aged man stood waiting.

He nodded as she approached.

Anna glanced around carefully before walking toward him.

The two of them faded into the shadows.

She handed him a letter.

”Evan’s been sidelined lately. The leads we were following have gone cold.”

”Keep up the infiltration,” the middle-aged man said.

”You’ve worked hard, Anna.”

”We may not be able to topple the Blackheart family entirely—but if we can find the exact location, we can still rescue them.”

”I know.”

For the past three years, Aurelia City had been plagued by the mysterious disappearances of young women.

After extensive investigation by the patrol teams, the trail pointed toward the Blackheart family.

To infiltrate the family’s inner circle, Anna had no choice but to attach herself to Evan.

But recently, Evan’s status had plummeted.

And so had hers.

”Blame that Leon guy,” Anna pouted, her voice filled with indignation.

”He could have contracted anyone—why did he have to pick Evan’s mother?”

”Those rumors... are they true?” The middle-aged man—Anna’s father—was a veteran of the Aurelia City patrol force.

Even with all his experience, he was still shocked.

”As if!” Anna huffed.

”If it weren’t for him, my position wouldn’t have dropped so fast.”

Her father’s eyes went wide with disbelief.

”Selena is one of the most famous beauties in Aurelia City. She may not be young anymore, but she still carries that mature charm. Countless men have wanted her—how could she have been contracted by some brat?”

Anna sighed at her father’s reaction.

”Maybe he’s just her type? Dad, you’re way too old to be this gossipy!”

*Though... Leon is pretty handsome.*

She thought of him.

That striking face.

Those purple eyes.

*He’s not bad-looking.*

*He’s actually...*

*No.*

*Stop it.*

*He’s the enemy.*

”Anna, keep investigating. Even if Evan’s status has fallen, you’re still part of the Blackheart household. You still have access.”

”No matter what—we need to find those missing girls and get them justice.”

”The martial exams are tomorrow. Help Evan perform well first. One step at a time.”

Anna nodded.

”Understood, Dad. I won’t let you down.”

Her father’s eyes softened.

”You never do, Anna. You never do.”

She turned.

Walked back toward the Blackheart estate.

Her pink hair swaying in the moonlight.

*Tomorrow,* she thought.

*The martial exams.*

*Everything changes tomorrow.*

*And I’ll be ready.*

*Whatever it takes.*

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