NTR: The Trash Young Master Who Stole Every Girl!

That’s right!

She was setting boundaries!

Last time, she had been totally taken aback by the sudden realization that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

The sheer psychological confusion allowed that trash young master to take total advantage of her.

But now?

She knew exactly what kind of predatory man he was.

She knew precisely what kind of catastrophic monster weapon he was packing in his inventory.

This time, she would firmly be on her toes!

...Wait, n-not like that!

Her hyperactive mind immediately conjured up a vivid, 4K memory of the exact moment he had pasted her body flat against the corridor wall and ruthlessly pounded her.

Her heels had been completely lifted off the ground, she had literally been on her toes at that time too!

Definitely not like that!

What she actually meant was that she would be highly alert, tactical, and vigilant!

And i-if he tried something funny, which he definitely wouldn’t, right?, she would just use her high-level princess magic to blast him right out of the window!

But his instantaneous, highly explicit reply hit her screen, causing her lower plumbing to involuntarily leak a fresh, warm puddle straight onto her mattress fabric.

[Text: That’s very true, princess. You weren’t prepared at all last time. So, does that statement mean you are fully prepared today to receive me... and my monstrous little brother?]

[Reply: Are you ready to be stuffed so deeply that you feel my heavy meat hitting the absolute back of your stomach? 🫦🤰🔥]

"T-This bastard! Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!"

Hina aggressively punched her poor, defenseless pillow and bit down hard on the fabric.

The sheer, unadulterated shamelessness of this man was driving her into a state of total, face-melting embarrassment.

But the worst part? It was working like a drug.

It was making her want to text him back even more!

But she couldn’t completely lose her remaining dignity.

She needed to establish some hard boundaries ASAP.

With trembling, sweaty fingers, she grabbed her phone once again.

[Text: Keep dreaming, you absolute bastard! You will not touch a single inch of my body today!]

BZZZ!

[Text: Oh, I don’t intend to touch a single ’inch,’ princess. My operational plan is to bury all nine inches deep inside you until you’re screaming my name. 😉🚀]

"ARGGGGGG!!!! THIS GUY!! Huffff!!"

Hina shrieked, fanning her face frantically.

"Why the hell is it so hot inside this room all of a sudden?! Did the dorm thermostat break?!"

Poor, innocent Hina.

Her sheltered brain didn’t even realize that the heatwave wasn’t coming from the room’s ventilation system at all.

It was her own hyper-aroused body completely cooking itself from the inside out, fueled entirely by a text chain!

[Text: Shut up! I am walking over to your suite right now! You better step outside into the hallway and hand it over to me immediately!]

BZZZ!

[Text: Right now? Nope, not a chance, princess. I dictate the schedule around here. You will only pull up to my room when I officially summon you.]

[Reply: Besides, I’m not even accessible right now, so how exactly are you going to extract your underwear? 🫦🔒]

"Huh? He isn’t even in his room?"

Hina blinked, her curiosity getting the absolute better of her.

Wanting to catch him in a lie, she quickly activated her own Ghost Eyes skill.

Her vision pierced straight through the dormitory walls, searching the upper levels until she finally locked onto his ultra-luxurious S-Suite penthouse.

?!

Hina instantly sat bolt upright on her mattress, grabbing her hair in absolute, high-voltage panic.

Her eyes nearly shot out of her skull.

Because what her divine vision saw was Kaizen completely, gloriously naked on his silk sheets.

The trash young master was casually stroking his massive, veiny meat in real-time, with her pristine silk panties still wrapped tightly around the shaft!

He was literally treating her intimate wear like a premium luxury sleeve!

"This guy...?! MY PANTIES!!!"

Hina wailed, her lower lips instantly drenching her sheets in a fresh wave of panic-juice as she watched the live broadcast.

But all of a sudden, the guy in the live broadcast stopped moving.

A slow, highly predatory smile spread across his lips.

He calmly reached over to the nightstand, pulled out a large white sheet of paper, and held it directly up to his face.

Hina frowned, narrowing her eyes to focus on the text written across the page.

"No no no! Fuck, fuck, fuck! He knows!!!!!!"

She instantly deactivated her Ghost Eyes skill, the mental screen snapping shut in a flash of absolute terror.

She threw off her sheets, hit the floor at a full sprint, and lunged toward her dorm door, frantically checking the locks like a survivor in a horror movie.

After ensuring she was secured, she dashed across the room to violently yank the curtains closed across her massive windows.

"Dammit! Why the actual hell are these windows so big?!"

She sprinted straight back to her bed, dove headfirst under the heavy winter blanket, and buried her burning face deep into her pillows.

She was absolutely, profoundly mortified.

Yet... yet, a dangerous, electric spike of pure excitement was currently causing her lower garden to overflow like a broken fire hydrant.

Because what that piece of paper had written on it in big, bold marker was:

[Enjoying the free live show, princess? 😉🍆]

He knew! The devious bastard knew exactly how her curious mind worked!

He had mathematically predicted she would use her Ghost Eyes skill to spy on him.

Saying he wasn’t in his room was a total lie.

He said it deliberately just to bait her into activating her cheat skill so he could catch her completely off-guard!

"Shit! Shit! What a massive, brainless fool I am!"

She aggressively slapped her own forehead multiple times beneath the blanket, cursing her lack of critical thinking.

But despite her intense embarrassment, a trembling, highly excited smile slowly blossomed on her lips.

Her thighs squeezed together so hard her knee joints popped.

One thing was now completely, mathematically certain about the trash young master...

’He is too dangerous! Way too dangerous!’

He didn’t just physically dominate her four days ago; he was currently playing her entire mind and body like a god-tier maestro playing a grand piano!