Arabella lay sprawled on her bed in her room, with Dorian out on business, giving her a rare day off. Since enrolling, she hadn't had a single free day and was momentarily unsure of what to do with herself.
She pulled out an envelope, which she had just picked up in the hallway. It had a simple cover sealed with wax, with no sender indicated and the recipient's name written as Vivienne.
She might as well deliver the letter first, so Arabella stood up, adjusted her clothes, and headed out.
Vivienne's workplace was a small suite located on the first floor, where the office and the adjacent break room were connected.
Nun was not in the office; only a tall, red-haired man was sitting there, with his muscular legs propped up on the desk. His massive frame made the chair creak under him.
Rupert, Vivienne Nun's Demon Attendant, an extremely rare male possessor.
"Just leave the letter here; I'll pass it on to her," the man's voice was rough and deep, his presence resembling a small mountain of muscle. Just sitting there, he exuded an overwhelming pressure that made Arabella feel like a trembling rabbit.
After placing the letter on the desk, Arabella quickly turned to leave.
"Wait." Rupert called out to her, "You're that one... what was your name again? The one who turned into a bone insect..."
He stood up and approached Arabella, his muscular frame rising again, causing the entire room to feel a shade darker.
"That day you looked like a singed chick, but now that I take a closer look, you're actually quite a beauty." The hulking man licked his lips, his tone turning suggestive, his gaze making Arabella feel uneasy as if he were undressing her with his eyes. "Has your chest gotten bigger?"
"I'm leaving now." The conversation was heading in an uncomfortable direction. Arabella turned to walk away, but a large hand grabbed her shoulder and slammed her against the wall.
The red-haired man's massive frame pressed closer, his hands resting on either side of Arabella's head, trapping her in a small space between his arms.
"What do you want!" Arabella struggled to make herself sound fierce; her height barely reached his chest. Rupert stood in front of her, blocking her entire line of sight. The overwhelming masculine presence surrounded her, and the heavy pressure made it hard for her to breathe.
"Don't be in a hurry to leave; I heard from Vivienne that your Dark Power is a bit weak. As a senior, I might be able to teach you something," Rupert said with a teasing grin, his strong thigh maliciously wedging itself between her legs.
"Let go of me!" Arabella desperately tried to break free from the man's grip, shouting for help as she sprinted toward the door. But before she could even cry out, a large hand clamped down hard over her mouth, and like a chicken being lifted, Rupert pulled her back from the doorway and swiftly turned, throwing her down onto the ground.
The mountain of a man pressed her face down against the floor, her skirt pushed up to her waist, his iron-like hand forcefully pinching her exposed thigh between her stockings and underwear, leaving behind red marks.
The girl's cries were muffled by the strong man's grip. She struggled in vain as her legs were forcibly spread apart and her soft slit was rubbed through her panties by his calloused fingers.
Dorian!
Arabella silently called out the silver-haired Priest's name in her heart as she was forced to endure the man's violation of her body, tears streaming down her face.
Rupert calmly toyed with the girl's body, his calloused palms exploring her delicate skin, grazing her petite nipples and kneading the swollen nub under the thin fabric.
The girl beneath him cried, her body trembling violently from his molestation.
About time, he thought, pressing his aroused manhood against the girl's thighs.
"Have a taste of my cock, baby~" Rupert whispered into Arabella's ear.
The girl struggled fiercely once more, her resistance almost slipping from Rupert's grasp. Aroused by her defiance, the man pinned her hands behind her back, straddling her.
The girl's mouth finally freed, she let out a anguished shriek, her eyes instantly transforming into golden beast-like orbs, her skin rippling with unnatural movement, her body contorting in a disturbing manner.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, not like this..." Rupert was greatly frightened by the girl's bodily transformation and quickly let go of Arabella, stepping back.
It's over! I've gotten into trouble!
A sharp and powerful Magic Power surged from the Sigil on his chest, causing severe pain. Arabella's body, which had not yet completed its transformation, suddenly went into violent spasms. The pain felt as if her entire body were being shredded, making the girl emit a heart-wrenching scream.
Dorian, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, wore a gloomy expression. He decisively cast the Punishment Spell, silently watching the girl curling up on the ground, struggling in agony and howling.
The burly man stood beside him like a child who had done something wrong, watching the witch rolling on the ground in pain, feeling a faint ache in his own body.
When Arabella's eye color returned to normal, the Punishment Spell finally ceased. Dorian stepped forward, picked up the drenched and exhausted Arabella, and without even looking at Rupert, walked straight into the nearby break room, closing the door behind him.
Rupert felt relieved to be completely ignored by the Priest, but then he was startled into a cold sweat by a voice coming from behind.
"You seem to be having a lot of fun, Rupert~" The gentle tone carried a chilling eeriness as Vivienne Nun approached, looking at the burly man before her with a mask-like professional smile.
She is definitely angry!
Rupert gasped, panic on his face: "Vivienne, we agreed on this! You and Dorian promised not to be angry, so I did it!"
"You just had to scare her a little, but who told you to actually lay your hands on her?" The Nun's smile vanished, replaced by displeasure. "Just standing there with that face of yours is already scary enough."
"You didn't say that before!" The burly man desperately defended himself. "You said to put her in danger to stimulate her potential, but who knew she'd go straight to Demonization when she got excited?"
Vivienne let out a soft sigh. Many witches would unleash powers far beyond their usual capabilities in times of crisis. She had originally wanted to help her old friend, the Priest, but the situation had gone beyond her expectations, almost causing Arabella to undergo Demonization.
The Demon Attendant's dark power was weak and highly unstable, so Dorian would have his troubles ahead.
"Rupert." The Nun said sternly, "This matter is to remain buried in my stomach; not a word is to be revealed."
"Of course." The burly man wished that this issue would never be mentioned again.
From the adjacent break room, the girl's continuous moans gradually became louder, eventually turning into uncontrollable cries of pleasure.
The muscular man felt his face flush and a surge of heat within him. He playfully tugged at the Nun's clothing, signaling her to look at the tent he had pitched between his legs.
Vivienne shot him a glare: "Handle it yourself." She turned and walked out the door.
The slightly disheartened man saw the Nun beckon him with her finger before exiting, and with a silly smile, he eagerly followed her.
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