NTR: The Trash Young Master Who Stole Every Girl!

"W-What?!"

"What ’what’? I said the bet in plain, simple English. What part of it didn’t your aristocratic brain understand? Do you want me to scream it from the rooftops for you once again?"

Kaizen was absolutely living for her horrified reaction.

He knew exactly how she was going to panic because, thanks to his cheat skills, he literally had a live text-broadcast of her innermost thoughts open in his brain.

[Inner thoughts: W-What did he just saaaaay?! He wants to... ngh... h-h-how brutally disrespectful and toxic he is! But still... nghhh... this dominant guy... why is my body vibrating...]

Honestly, as a standard system-wielding protagonist, Kaizen had absolutely no clue how the complex machinery of a human female’s mind actually worked.

He couldn’t decipher what the hell was going on with her contradictory thoughts, but he did know one absolute truth:

Whatever degenerate psychological warfare he was trying, it was working perfectly.

"T-That’s completely..."

"What? Unfair? Fine, I will state the terms of the contract one more time, princess. Listen up and listen good."

Kaizen took a dominant step forward, aggressively tilting her chin upward with his thumb to force her glossy eyes to lock directly with his.

His hot, alpha-male breath blasted straight across her face, cooking her cheeks into a nuclear shade of crimson.

"I am going to kiss you, princess. Right here, right now. And immediately after that, I will conduct a manual inspection of your private princess gate down there.

"If your garden is as bone-dry as a summer lake in a drought, then you win. I will hand over your underwear and leave you alone for the rest of your natural life. But..."

He leaned down even further, pinning her flat against the expensive wall.

Their noses were practically brushing, their lips a single millimeter away from a full-contact collision.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

"B-But what?!"

She squeaked, her voice cracking under the pressure of his shirtless proximity.

"But if you lose... and my fingers discover that your shameless princess part is as soaking wet as a tropical sea clam... then I am going to absolutely ravage you."

"Tonight. Tomorrow. And every single day for the rest of your life."

Gulp.

The narrator would like to pause and emphasize that Hina had spent two full hours bathing and shaving for a "rescue mission," yet she was currently standing there frozen like a deer in headlights.

"So, what’s the verdict, Hinata? Are you woman enough to accept the challenge and prove your loyalty to your vanilla boyfriend?"

He scoffed.

"Or are you finally going to admit the terrifying fact that I can make you leak like a thunderstorm just by standing close enough to breathe your air?"

"Shut up! You don’t make me wet at all! You can never make me wet at all!"

"So you accept the challenge then?"

"Y-Yes! I accept!"

[Internal thoughts: What the actual hell! What the hell is wrong with me?! I just said yes in the heat of the moment... Shit, shit, shit!]

Let’s pause the simulation for a brief reality check.

In absolute, objective reality, Kaizen didn’t even have to kiss her to diagnose her current state.

He could have just glanced at the floor or casually slid a single finger under her microscopic purple lace string to discover she was already a certified tropical monsoon.

So why on earth did she scream ’yes’ in the first place, knowing damn well she was mathematically guaranteed to lose?

Welp, that is exactly what extreme, unfiltered horniness does to a normal human brain.

That is literally how the mechanics of a trash novel infidelity plot function.

Kaizen was painfully aware of the psychological meta:

Aseverely horny individual is physically incapable of making a logical, rational decision.

Their brain cells completely shut down, handing total executive control over to whatever desperate, tingling sensation is currently vibrating in their groin area.

And that was precisely why he had forbidden her from touching herself earlier on text!

If she had achieved post-nut clarity in her own dorm, she would have never walked into this trap.

But right now? She was a walking, talking disaster zone of pure lust.

’Now it’s my absolute chance to shine.’

Kaizen thought, his inner system-protagonist practically high-fiving itself.

"Good work, princess. Then here I come..."

"W-Wait..."

But the villain completely ignored her pathetic, half-hearted plea.

He simply buried his face in her neck, running his nose slowly up her jawline, grazing his lips teasingly against her flushed cheeks and trembling mouth.

And what did the proud, loyal heroine do?

She just stood there, completely pinned, soaking in the overwhelming sensory overload.

"T-This... m-my first time... I want it with someone special... Like Leo ku—Nghh~"

She desperately wanted to proclaim to the heavens that her very first kiss should be sacredly reserved for her beloved Leo-kun...

But the villain absolutely refused to let her finish that sentence.

It was a tragic, hilarious pattern, really.

First, he aggressively stolen her virginity in a random corridor, and now... he was casually robbing her of her first kiss too.

The vanilla hero was losing his entire portfolio in real-time.

The exact millisecond the syllable "Leo" attempted to escape her lips, Kaizen simply engulfed her mouth with his own, sealing her shut just like that.

It wasn’t even a brutal assault; it was a surprisingly tender, heavy peck.

Then he leaned back just an inch, a devastatingly smug smile playing on his lips.

"What was that, princess? I couldn’t quite hear you over the sound of your heart hammering through your chest?"

"Y-You absolute cheat!"

Hina breathed heavily, her eyes turning completely glossy and glazed over with pure arousal.

But did she move away?

Did she use her high-tier princess magic to blast him through the drywall?

Absolutely not.

She stayed perfectly pinned against the wallpaper, her eyes traitorously taking hungry, stealing glances right back at his wet lips.

"How could you just do that when I clearly said no—mhmmm~"

Kaizen didn’t even bother arguing.

He simply smiled and leaned forward for another soft, teasing peck.

And this time, any remaining structural integrity in Hina’s brain completely collapsed.

Her mouth melted right into his like she had been submissively anticipating it the entire time, her lips parting just a fraction to drink in his warmth.

"Mhwa~"

He leaned back again, dangling the carrot just out of reach, leaving the princess breathless, trembling, and completely at the mercy of the next phase of his inspection.

"Y-You really shouldn’t—"

Mph~

Kaizen didn’t let her finish.

He leaned back in and slammed his lips over hers again, but this time, the kid gloves were completely off.

It was a deep, devastating, unhinged kiss.

His tongue aggressively invaded her mouth like a high-level boss monster conquering a low-level dungeon. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Hina’s entire world spun out of control.

From her perspective, it felt like an absolute sensory execution.

His hot tongue was ruthlessly claiming every corner of her mouth, swirling and dominating her senses until she completely forgot her own name.

She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. Her brain cells were officially fried.

Then, she felt it.

A heavy, warm hand was slithering down her bare hip.

It casually slipped right under the thin violet string of her lace thong.

Squish~

His thick fingers made direct contact with her hidden garden. And oh no... this was a catastrophic tactical emergency.

Her defenses were entirely breached. Right at that exact microsecond, her shameless princess juices were literally flowing out like an absolute fountain, completely drenching his hand in thick, slick, embarrassing moisture.

She had lost the bet before the inspection even officially started!