Lily stood there, back to the door, chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.
She looked small in that oversized maid uniform. The same one she always wore, clean and tucked, but tonight it clung to her skin in all the right ways—wrinkled at her hips, loose around the shoulders, a button slightly undone at the top.
"I shouldn't be here," she whispered again. But this time, her voice was softer. Like she wanted to be corrected.
I didn't answer. I stepped closer.
She didn't back away.
Her hand still held the cloth. She clutched it like a lifeline. But the tremble in her knuckles betrayed something else. Not fear. Not shame.
Desire.
She had no idea what to do with it. Her training, her duties, her carefully folded guilt couldn't explain what she felt. But I could. I understood what the game never showed—what the heroines never admitted out loud.
They were made to fall.
And I was made to catch them.
I reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from her face. It was warm from her skin, softer than I expected. Her breath caught. Eyes wide. Chest rising higher.
[Target: Lily
Corruption Progress: 21%
Desire Response: Body reacting faster than mind
Warning: Emotional collapse risk if forced
Recommendation: Increase intimacy slowly
]
I leaned in, not touching her yet, just letting her feel the heat of my presence.
"You dreamed of me," I said. "And you came here."
She closed her eyes. "I know… but I… I didn't mean to… I couldn't sleep, I just…"
"You wanted to see if the dream was real."
Her eyes fluttered open. Red cheeks, parted lips, throat dry.
I took the cloth from her hand gently and tossed it aside. Her hand hung limp for a moment before it lifted instinctively—fingers grazing my wrist, unsure, like she was asking for permission without knowing she had.
"Tell me to stop," I said.
She didn't.
I stepped behind her, slowly letting my hands slide around her waist. She gasped, hips twitching slightly, knees pressed together. My fingers moved under the apron, slipping against the fabric of her skirt, not pushing—just exploring the edge.
Her head tilted back slightly, lips parted in a silent breath.
"Lucian…" she whispered.
My name sounded sweet in her voice. Confused. Wanting. Dangerous.
I moved closer. My lips brushed her ear as I spoke.
"You're allowed to want this."
She shook her head faintly, but her body betrayed her. Her thighs pressed together tighter. Her breathing deepened. She didn't resist when my hands slid lower, until they met the warmth radiating just beneath her skirt.
[Target: Lily
Corruption Progress: 34%
Physical Submission: Accepting
Emotional Stability: Fractured but stable
System Notice: Event flag triggered – First Intimate Threshold Approaching
]
I didn't rush.
I didn't need to.
This wasn't about pushing her. It was about making her walk the path willingly. Step by step. Moan by moan.
Her back arched against me as I explored her gently, fingertips teasing the edges of where her thighs met. She gasped when I pressed a little harder, head tilting to the side, lips brushing my neck now without even realizing it.
There was no resistance anymore.
Only heat.
Only breath.
And the way her voice broke into a whisper—"Please…"—as if she was the one asking me to cross the line she had drawn.
So I did.
---
Time passed strangely. I never undressed her fully—didn't need to. Her uniform bunched around her hips, apron undone, her legs spread slightly against the edge of my bed as she sat, flushed, glazed eyes staring into mine.
I touched her again, slower now. Deeper. Learning every twitch, every gasp, every tremble of her thighs.
She clung to my arm when she came, hard and sudden, body locking for a moment before slumping against my chest like a drained doll. Sweat dampened her forehead. Her breath came in broken waves.
She was beautiful like this.
Ruined quietly.
Still dressed like a maid, but no longer clean.
She didn't speak right away. Just stayed there, her cheek against my shoulder, dazed and flushed.
When she finally looked up, her lips brushed mine—not a kiss, not yet—but something dangerously close.
"I don't know what's happening to me," she whispered.
I kissed her cheek. "You're waking up."
[Target: Lily
Corruption Progress: 48%
Emotional Anchor: You
New Trait Unlocked: Obedient Desire
System Reward: +1 Intimate Influence Point
]
---
She left quietly after, barely able to walk straight.
I didn't stop her.
She needed time.
But I knew she'd be back.
And when she came next, she'd beg.
---
The next morning, I attended class as usual. Clean uniform. Calm face. Nobody could tell that the maid with red cheeks and shaking hands had been gasping my name in the dark.
Except for one.
Seraphina watched me the moment I entered.
She didn't say anything. Didn't smirk. Just stared for a few seconds too long, golden eyes narrowing.
[Target: Seraphina Graye
Passive Trigger: Predatory Curiosity
Progress: 6%
System Advice: Prepare for confrontation event within 48 hours
]
I took my seat in the back.
Another day at the academy had begun.
But the heroines?
They were already starting to fall.