In the quiet library, Margaret discovers she's the villain in a novel and decides to change her destiny. With cunning and seduction, she manipulates Lila, a young woman with hidden powers, to gain her loyalty. How far will Margaret go to ensure her victory?
The library was deathly silent, broken only by the soft rustle of pages being turned and the occasional whisper of students searching the dusty shelves for answers. Margaret, the head librarian, stood behind the counter, her delicate fingers organizing a pile of catalog cards. She was middle-aged, but time had been kind to her. Her brown hair, flecked with a few silver strands, was pulled back in an elegant bun. Her generous curves were accentuated by the tight dress she wore, and her deep red lips stood out against her pale skin.
As she worked, a stabbing pain shot through her temple, as if someone were trying to break through her mind. She put a hand to her head, squeezing her eyes shut. Suddenly, fragmented images began to flood her mind: scenes of betrayal, of struggle, of a dark and bloody end. She remembered... she remembered that this wasn't her real world, but a novel she was trapped in. And in that novel, she was the villain, destined to be executed by the heroines.
Margaret's eyes flew open, her breathing ragged. No, she wouldn't accept that fate. She wouldn't be a puppet in the hands of an invisible writer. She would change her future, no matter the cost. Her gaze fell on a young woman sitting at one of the reading tables, her pale pink hair cascading over her shoulders. The girl stood alone, her eyes lowered, her lips pursed in disappointment. Margaret had seen how the other students shunned her, mocking her for her apparent awkwardness.
With a calculated smile, Margaret approached the young woman, her heels clicking on the marble floor. The girl looked up, her green eyes widening slightly at the sight of the librarian in front of her. "Can I help you with something, dear?" Margaret asked, her voice soft as honey, but with an underlying edge that only she could perceive.
The pink-haired girl blinked, surprised by the attention. "N-no, ma'am. I'm just... studying ," she stammered, her cheeks turning a deeper pink than her hair.
Margaret leaned forward, her generous breasts pressing against the edge of the table. "I didn't see you around here before. Are you new?" she asked, although she already knew the answer. The girl nodded, her gaze lowering shyly. "Yes, ma'am. My name is... Lila . "
"Lila ," Margaret repeated, testing the name on her lips. "What a lovely name ." Without warning, Margaret moved, sitting across the table from Lila and pulling the young woman toward her. Before Lila could react, her face was buried between Margaret's breasts, the soft, fragrant valley muffling her protests.
"Ma'am!" Lila tried to push, but Margaret held her ground, enjoying the feel of the young woman struggling against her. "Shhh, Lila. There's no need to be so shy ," Margaret whispered, her voice low and seductive. "You're a good girl, aren't you?"
Lila stopped struggling, her body tensing before slowly relaxing. Margaret smiled, satisfied. She had won this small battle. "Now, why don't you tell me what you're studying?" she asked, releasing Lila from her embrace.
Lila sat down, her face flushed, but her eyes shone with a new light. "I'm trying to understand this grimoire, ma'am. But... it's difficult . "
Margaret took the book, flipping through the pages with interest. "Hmm, advanced magic. Not something for beginners ." But as she spoke, her eyes scanned the words, her fingers tracing symbols in the air. She could sense the latent power within Lila, a power the young woman didn't even understand yet.
While pretending to help Lila with her studies, Margaret reviewed the girl's stats in her mind. Lucky star, 100% success rate, century-old genius, able to see people's true emotions. But what really caught her attention was the last one: yandere eyes and the future great mage of the dreaded Sage rank.
Margaret felt a thrill of excitement. This girl wasn't just powerful, she was dangerous. And now, she was under her influence. "Lila, have you ever considered having a mentor?" she asked, her voice soft but firm.
Lila looked at her, her eyes full of hope. "Would you... teach me, ma'am?"
Margaret nodded, her mind working quickly. "Yes, but under one condition. You must keep our... adventure a secret ." Lila nodded enthusiastically, unaware of the double meaning in Margaret's words.
In a swift motion, Margaret stood up and positioned herself behind Lila, gently pushing the young woman's head toward her rear. Lila flinched, but Margaret held her in place, her voice a seductive whisper. "Show your gratitude, Lila. Lick me . "
Lila, her eyes shining with a sick devotion, obeyed. Her tongue slid in, timid at first, but soon with more confidence. Margaret bit back a moan, relishing the sensation. "That's it, good girl ," she whispered, her fingers tangling in Lila's hair. "I'll be your sponsor, Lila. And together, we'll change our destiny . "
But as Lila licked devotedly, Margaret couldn't help but wonder what other secrets those yandere eyes held. And what she would be willing to do to keep her new protégé by her side. The game had begun, and Margaret was determined to win.