The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies

Chapter 49

Turning down Hermione’s invitation and then getting into Celeste’s car… even Adele had to admit, she was turning into quite the heartbreaker.

This happened after Adele had walked Tang Linlang home. She dialed the number Celeste had given her, and Celeste, her voice a mixture of eagerness and a hint of… desperation, answered on the first ring.

Adele commanded her to pick her up, immediately.

And Celeste, her heart pounding with anticipation, obeyed without question, dropping everything to rush to Adele’s side.

She found Adele standing on a street corner, her gaze fixed on her phone, her expression a mixture of boredom and… impatience?

Celeste pulled up beside her, her sleek car stopping with a dramatic flourish, its engine purring like a contented cat. The wind, stirred by the car’s sudden stop, ruffled Adele’s long black hair, momentarily obscuring her face.

And when she looked up, her eyes narrowed, a flicker of… annoyance? Displeasure?

Celeste felt a burning sensation in her lower abdomen, a phantom pain that echoed her Master’s displeasure. The magic crest, a conduit for Adele’s emotions, was a constant reminder of her subservience.

When Adele was happy, the crest radiated warmth, a comforting sensation that filled Celeste with a joy that was both genuine and… unnatural.

But when Adele was angry… well, the consequences were… unpleasant.

Adele, her movements graceful despite her annoyance, opened the passenger door and slid into the seat, her gaze lingering on Celeste, her lips curving into a small, predatory smile.

Celeste, her heart pounding in her chest, took Adele’s hand, her lips brushing against her skin, a reverent kiss that carried a silent apology.

“Master…” she whispered, her voice husky with emotion.

Adele’s annoyance vanished, replaced by a sense of… satisfaction. Celeste’s eagerness to please, her unquestioning obedience… it was… intoxicating.

Besides, Celeste hadn’t actually done anything wrong. Adele was simply… asserting her dominance, establishing her authority.

She liked this Celeste, this submissive, devoted Celeste, who had surrendered her will, her very being, to Adele.

It was a stark contrast to the suffocating pressure, the constant sense of danger, that she felt around the other Sequence Ones.

With Celeste… she felt… safe. In control.

“You’ll do… everything I ask, right, Celeste?” she asked, her voice soft yet firm, her gaze never leaving Celeste’s face.

The car windows were tinted, shielding them from prying eyes, from the curious gazes of passersby. They were alone, their world reduced to the confines of the car, the air thick with a tension that was both exciting and… dangerous.

Celeste, her heart pounding in her chest, her gaze fixed on Adele, her expression a mixture of adoration and… fear, nodded, her voice barely a whisper.

“Of course, Master.”

“Good,” Adele said, her smile widening. “Drive then. I want to stay at that… house you mentioned. Tonight.”

Celeste’s heart skipped a beat. Her mind raced, conjuring up… possibilities.

Perhaps… Adele would allow her to stay. They could… sleep together. In the same bed. Maybe even…

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Fueled by this daring, forbidden desire, she drove towards the apartment complex, her heart pounding, her smile… uncontrollable.

Adele, glancing at Celeste, her brow furrowed with confusion, wondered… why was she smiling like that? It was… cute, in a strange, unsettling way.

Maybe golden retrievers just… smile a lot?

She turned her gaze towards the window, pretending to admire the scenery, her lips curving into a small, secret smile.

………………

They arrived at the luxury apartment complex, its sleek, modern architecture a stark contrast to the ancient Tang estate. Celeste drove into the underground parking garage, parking in her designated spot, then they took the elevator to Adele’s new… home.

There were other residents in the elevator, their curious gazes lingering on the two girls, their whispers a testament to their… interest.

Celeste, sensing their scrutiny, instinctively pulled Adele closer, her arm wrapping around her waist, her touch possessive.

Adele, her cheeks flushing, leaned against Celeste, her voice a soft, playful whine.

“S-Stop it… people are watching…”

“We can… do that later… at home~”

The other residents, their expressions a mixture of amusement and… something else, quickly averted their gazes, giving the two girls their space.

Kids these days… so bold!

That blonde girl… she’s gorgeous…

They reached Adele’s floor, and Adele, pinching Celeste’s butt, hard, a mischievous glint in her eyes, stepped out of the elevator, clinging to Celeste for support, her posture a perfect imitation of a… clingy girlfriend.

Celeste, suppressing a gasp, her body responding to Adele’s touch with a warmth that spread through her limbs, a tingling sensation that made her… weak, followed Adele, her heart pounding with a mixture of pain and… pleasure.

“You naughty puppy!” Adele hissed, her voice a playful reprimand. “Taking advantage of me like this… in public!”

“I-I wasn’t…” Celeste stammered, her cheeks burning.

“Don’t lie! You were practically drooling!”

Celeste, flustered, clapped a hand over her mouth, her mind racing. Was I really that obvious?

And then… another pinch, this one even harder, making her gasp, her voice echoing through the empty hallway.

“Ah~”

Adele, her hand lingering on Celeste’s backside, a satisfied smile curving her lips, wasn’t sure if that had been a punishment… or a reward.

What if… what if she enjoys it?

Maybe this is the price I pay for having a… naughty puppy.

She sighed, a mixture of amusement and exasperation, then she turned towards the door, its sleek black surface a symbol of… luxury, of… new beginnings.

“Open the door, Celeste,” she said, her voice regaining its authority. “Did they deliver everything?”

“Yes, Master,” Celeste said, fumbling for her keys. “Everything is… ready.”

“Good~”

The door swung open, revealing a spacious, modern apartment that made Adele’s heart skip a beat, her eyes widening with a delight that was… unfiltered.

It was the kind of apartment she had always dreamed of, back in her previous life: a spacious, well-appointed unit in a prime location, close to the academy, close to the hospital, with a balcony, a small garden… It was perfect.

She slipped on the soft, plush slippers that Celeste had provided, then she was off, exploring her new domain, her movements a whirlwind of excitement, her laughter echoing through the empty rooms.

She bounced on the sofa, testing its luxurious softness, then she explored the master bedroom, claiming it as her own, her gaze lingering on the walk-in closet, the spacious bathroom…

She stepped out onto the balcony, the warm sunlight and gentle breeze caressing her skin, her fingers brushing against the delicate petals of the roses that lined the railing.

Celeste, watching her, her heart overflowing with a joy that was both genuine and… unnatural, leaned against the wall, her gaze fixed on Adele, her smile… uncontrollable. The magic crest on her abdomen pulsed with a warmth that spread through her limbs, a comforting sensation that chased away the shadows.

Adele, her exploration complete, her excitement fading, turned to face Celeste, her arms reaching out, pulling her into a tight embrace. She buried her face in Celeste’s chest, her cheek rubbing against the soft fabric of her blouse, her touch… unabashedly affectionate.

Celeste, her cheeks burning, her body responding to Adele’s touch with a warmth that made her… weak, simply stood there, her arms wrapped around Adele, her heart pounding in her chest, the magic crest on her abdomen radiating a heat that spread through her limbs, a tingling sensation that made her… tremble.

“Celeste~ Good puppy!” Adele murmured, her voice a soft purr.

Celeste, her heart melting, couldn’t understand. She, a vampire noble, had never experienced the… significance, the emotional weight, that a house, a home, held for someone like Adele.

Adele, in her previous life, had struggled to pay her mortgage, her dream of owning a home a distant, unattainable fantasy. To be given such a… gift… it was a dream come true.

It was the perfect reward.

And for that… she could forgive Celeste for her earlier… transgressions.

But she wouldn’t punish her. Not this time.

In fact… she would reward her.

But how?

She thought for a moment, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous light.

And then… she smiled.

I have an idea~