NTR: The Trash Young Master Who Stole Every Girl!

Where did Hina frantically run off to at supersonic speed?

Obviously, she sprinted straight back to her private dorm room.

Where else would she go? The cafeteria was compromised, and her face was on fire.

She wasn’t foolish enough to actually walk right into his trap.

She knew this wealthy trash heap wanted her to submissively crawl to his luxury penthouse.

But that was never going to happen again!

Putting herself and that man in a closed, soundproof room together was a complete "no-no" for her mental sanity and the safety of her hyper-sensitive pussy.

FLOP!

She angrily threw her juicy body onto the bed, snatched her phone, and aggressively began texting back.

[Text: What do you want from me?! What the hell do you actually want, you absolute criminal?! 💢😡]

Hina typed away frantically.

She was fuming, but at the exact same time, she knew she was the one at a massive strategic disadvantage here.

She literally had to negotiate with a hostage-taking terrorist just to save her poor, innocent silk underwear from a veiny destruction!

She growled, gnashing her pristine white teeth together in pure frustration.

BZZZ!

The reply came back almost instantaneously.

[Reply: You...]

?!

All the intense, righteous anger she felt just a microsecond ago suddenly evaporated into thin air.

A violent, deep-crimson blush immediately claimed her cheeks, heating her face up like a microwave.

She vigorously shook her head to clear her thoughts.

’Dammit! Get it together, Hinata!’

For some bizarre, unholy reason, that sudden, direct reply being just a simple, dominant "you" made her feel a strange, electric spark shoot straight through her heart.

’Wait... why on earth is my heart beating this fast right now? I-It c-can’t be...’

It was just a single, low-effort word!

So why the hell was her entire biological system getting this worked up over a text message?

In all honesty, she should have just messaged him "fuck you," hit the block button, written off her favorite silk panties as a tragic war casualty, and moved on with her life!

But...

But...

Her absolute traitor of a hand, completely ignoring her brain’s logical warnings...

Began typing out another reply. She just couldn’t stop herself from engaging with the devil.

[Text: You can’t have me! I am strictly Leo-kun’s exclusive property! And absolutely no one else’s! Ever! 🙅‍♀️🔒]

A tiny, involuntary smile actually blossomed on her lips as she hit send.

She stared at the screen, biting her lower lip while waiting in sheer suspense for his next move.

BZZZ!

[Reply: I want to see myself ruthlessly steal you away from that dense, vanilla little bitch. Leo doesn’t even know how to properly appreciate a fine-ass, magnificent specimen like you. 🫦🥀]

"Nghh~!"

Hina gasped out loud, her thighs instantly clamping tightly together as her lower lips gave a frantic twitch.

"C-Calling me a fine specimen?! Who does this arrogant trash think he is?! Hmph!"

Even though she was huffing and puffing out of fake indignation, that small, giddy smile remained firmly plastered on her face.

It was getting ridiculous.

It was like this perverted villain somehow knew the exact mathematical combination of words to say to bypass her defenses without overstepping the line and genuinely angering her.

It was almost like...

’He personally understands my secret desires... way more than even Leo-kun does...’

As much as she deeply hated admitting that terrifying reality to herself, based on her extremely limited, high-voltage interactions with the trash young master...

It was the absolute, unadulterated truth.

Leo-kun treated her like a fragile glass doll, while Kaizen treated her like a juicy feast ready to be devoured!

[Reply: Want me come steal you?]

Hina-chan stared at the glowing screen. Her heart pounded a frantic rhythm against her ribs.

She had never, in her entire sheltered existence, received a message like this from Leo-kun.

The fated hero was a total gentleman. His text strategy consisted entirely of "Good morning, Hina-chan!

Did you sleep well?" or "Make sure to eat your vegetables!"

He never made the slightest effort to flirt.

He never took charge. In fact, she never even knew text messages could be hot as hell like this!

Kaizen’s raw, unfiltered words were acting like a digital aphrodisiac, directly stimulating her brain and her lower plumbing simultaneously.

Her thumbs trembled as she quickly typed a response.

She tried desperately to maintain her high-and-mighty princess defenses.

[Text: You are completely unhinged! Leo-kun is a gentleman, unlike a shameless beast like you! He respects my boundaries!]

BZZZ!

The phone vibrated against her palm almost instantly.

The young master was camping on his phone in his penthouse, ready to reel her in.

[Reply: Respects your boundaries? Baby, that’s just a nice word for ’he doesn’t know what the fuck to do with a juicy goddess like you.’ He leaves you starving, doesn’t he? Meanwhile, I’m just looking at your hostage panty right now... and thinking about how much you whimpered when I stretched you out four days ago. 😉🍒]

"Ahn~!"

Hina let out a small, pathetic gasp out loud in her empty bedroom.

Her face was hot enough to fry an egg.

The sheer audacity of this man!

To call the legendary hero incompetent, and then immediately bring up the taboo memories of her internal rearrangement!

Her traitorous lower lips gave a heavy, wet twitch.

The silk sheet beneath her thighs was starting to feel dangerously warm.

[Text: Stop talking about that day! It was a mistake! You took advantage of me! And don’t you dare touch my property with your dirty hands!]

BZZZ!

[Reply: A mistake? Your dripping wet flower told a completely different story, princess. It was practically begging for my heavy meat. And don’t worry, my hands aren’t on your panty right now... I actually just slid the silk fabric right over my nose.]

[Reply: Man, you smell absolutely delicious. So sweet. So addictive. I can practically taste you already. Want me to tell you what my monster brother is doing just from breathing you in? 🫦🔥]

"Oh my god... oh my god..."

Hina collapsed backward into her pillows, her phone held directly above her face.

Her breathing was completely ragged now.

The explicit imagery of that dominant, veiny beast using her intimate underwear as an inhaler in his private bedroom was too much for her maiden sanity to handle.

She had never felt this level of intense, heart-melting arousal from a simple conversation.

Leo-kun’s wholesome romance felt like a boring children’s book compared to this filthy, R-rated masterpiece Kaizen was writing directly into her inbox.

Her fingers practically moved on their own, completely enslaved by the dirty thrill of the exchange.

[Text: You... you are disgusting! A true demon! You shouldn’t be smelling that! What... what is your monster brother doing...?]

She hit send before she could stop herself.

The innocent princess had officially entered the lion’s den, begging for the predator to show his teeth.

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