Seven Beautiful Goddesses Want Me, But I Just Want My Revenge

Chapter 77: Your fate was sealed...


Count Keyz swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper. "The Shadow Court... They control everything from the shadows, pulling the strings. I was just a pawn... Please, you have to believe me!"

Adrian's face twisted into a dark smile. "A pawn, huh? But with so much to gain. Then it seems your usefulness has run out."

Without any more words, Adrian shot two fiery chains from his back to Count Keyz. Adrian intended to wrap them around the man and pull him out of the chair. But the Count was impatiently scared, the spearhead digging into his side and cheeks.

Adrian didn't mind, though. He pulled the Count from his seat with the chains, dragging him on the floor until they were in the middle of the study.

"Any last words?" Adrian asked, his cold eyes fixed on the man crawling on the floor, trying to get away with blood dripping from the side of his face and arms.

"Please… please, please…" the man managed to choke out amidst sobs. "Please don't kill me. I'll… do anything... I'll give you… anything...money, power, land… everything," he whimpered, his voice trembling with terror. "Just spare my life!"

His once pristine clothes were now torn and dirty, sweat dripping down his face. His portly frame shook with each sob, fat fingers clawing at the marble floor as if he could dig his way to safety.

A dry chuckle escaped Adrian's lips. "How amusing!" his voice dripped with venom. "Thousands of my people also begged for their lives, my wife inclusive… She begged!" he half hollered. "But guess what?"

Something sinister flashed in Adrian's eyes. "None… not one was spared."

His eyes darkened as he remembered the day of the invasion.

The memory of his wife dying in his arms and the helpless screams of his people fuelled his resolve. He had sworn vengeance, and now, standing before one of the men responsible for so much suffering, he felt a brief, dark satisfaction.

He turned to look at the goddesses beside him, Lilith and Medea.

Lilith, with her raven-black hair cascading down her back and covering her massive boobs, smiled darkly. Her fingers twirled playfully in the air, amber energy forming a tiny vortex.

Medea, on the other hand, had a hardened expression, her hand resting on her sword.

Both women glanced at each other, then back at Adrian, giving a short nod.

With a flick of his wrist, Adrian summoned his fiery chains. They erupted from his back with a crackling roar, blazing with searing heat as they coiled around the Count's limbs, lifting him into the air.

The man let out a scream of terror as the chains tightened, burning into his flesh. "Please! Please! I'm sorry!" the Count screamed, his voice hoarse from panic.

Adrian's face remained impassive, his eyes blazing with hatred. "Sorry won't bring my people back," he said quietly. "And it won't save you."

The chains constricted further, their molten heat searing the Count's skin. His cries grew louder, more desperate, as his body convulsed in agony. "Noooo… Arghhh!"

Watching the scene unfold with dark amusement, Lilith clapped her hands together softly. "Oh, Adrian," she said in a sultry voice. "You do know how to put on a show."

Medea, however, remained silent, her cold gaze fixed on the Count's writhing form.

Adrian took a few steps closer, his face inches from the man's. "Do you feel that pain? That is just a fraction of what you inflicted on my people."

The man sobbed, tears streaming down his face, but Adrian's expression remained impassive. "This is just the beginning."

Adrian closed his eyes briefly, then opened them slowly, blazing with hatred. "Any final pleas?" he asked, almost mockingly.

The man choked on his sobs, unable to form words. Adrian sighed, shaking his head.

"Pathetic," he muttered.

"Please… I'll do anything... anything!" Count Keyz tried pleading his case one last time.

Adrian's eyes darkened, the memory of his wife and people fuelling his fury. "Your fate was sealed the day you chose to betray my home."

With a final, swift motion, one of the fiery chains pierced through the Count's chest, erupting from his back. His screams were cut off, replaced by a gasp, then a sickening gurgle as his body went limp.

Adrian stood over the lifeless body, his chest heaving with rage and exhaustion. The chains retracted, and the Count's corpse crumpled to the ground in a pool of blood.

For a moment, the room was deathly silent.

"Hmm… tut." Lilith glared at the man's lifeless form for a moment then stepped closer, her dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You did well, Adrian." Her sultry voice was almost too good for anyone to listen, but Adrian's gaze was empty. "Very well indeed."

Still caught in the afterglow of vengeance, Adrian didn't respond at first.

His mind was racing, haunted by the memories of his lost home and this newfound knowledge, but as Lilith drew closer, her touch brought him back to the present.

Lilith placed a hand on his cheek, her touch surprisingly gentle.

"And for that," she continued, her fingers moving to her back to unclasp her armour, "you deserve a reward."

Without warning, Adrian pulled her closer, his hand sliding down her back, their bodies pressed together as the room's tension shifted into something darker, more primal.

A small yelp escaped her lips at the suddenness. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "This is just the beginning," she whispered against his skin before crashing them on his lips.

Adrian's hands slid down Lilith's back, his fingers grazing the curve of her hips before gripping her ass firmly. Lilith's lips crushed against his, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.

Her body moulded against his as they kissed passionately.

Lilith moaned softly into his mouth, her nails digging into his back as she pushed her large, soft boos against him, her heart racing in time with his. Adrian's hands roamed, squeezing her ass tighter, revelling in the soft yet firm flesh beneath his fingers.

Their lips parted for a brief moment, both of them gasping for air, their eyes locked with each other. Lilith smirked at him, her gaze heated with desire and triumph. "You kiss like you fight," she murmured in a low and teasing voice. "Hard. Unstoppable."

Adrian didn't reply with words.

Instead, he leaned in, brushing his lips against hers again, gently this time. Lilith responded eagerly, but then Adrian pulled back, his gaze now shifting toward Medea, who stood in the corner of the room.

She had been watching them, though she had feigned disinterest, her eyes flicking away just as Adrian caught her staring.

"Are you ready to receive my signature?" Adrian asked, his voice laced with both challenge and a tinge of curiosity. They were in a comfortable place afterall and delay was dangerous.

Before Medea could respond, Lilith bounced with childlike excitement, her eyes gleaming mischievously as she jumped in between them. "Yes! Finally, some sex!" she exclaimed.

Adrian blinked at her outburst, a mixture of amusement and surprise creeping into his expression. "You really don't waste any time, do you?" he said, half-smiling.

Lilith giggled, shaking her head. "Why should I? We've had enough fighting for one day. It's time for something more... satisfying, don't you think?"

Medea, still leaning against the wall, folded her arms and shot Lilith a withering look. "Do you ever think of anything else, Lilith?" she asked, her voice calm but edged with the faintest trace of amusement.

Lilith shrugged nonchalantly. "Pleasure, pain—two sides of the same coin, sis. You of all people should know that."

Adrian's eyes met Medea's. She pushed off the wall, her gaze never leaving his as she stepped closer. "You're not backing out now, are you?" she challenged quietly. There was a sense of something more, like an expectation or a test to see if Adrian would falter.

But Adrian held her gaze. "I never back out of my promises," he said steadily.

Lilith, grinning from ear to ear, clapped her hands together. "Good! Then let's make this official, shall we?" She winked at Medea, anticipating the pleasure she was about to derive.

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