Athens, Villa in the South Side –

Noah finished a table of food and walked out of the kitchen, anxiously waiting for Carret's return.

Sticking out his head to look out the window, he saw that it was completely dark, and the public area of the villa complex was already lit up with street lights.

The princess hasn't come back yet, will she have any trouble interviewing the Hades?

Noah was worried when there was a sudden noise at the end of the villa's connecting door, and Demos burst in with a drunken smell.

"King?"

Noah rushed up to him and helped him sit on the leather sofa in the living room.

"You've been drinking?"

Noah was surprised, he remembered that in the morning Demos drove away in anger when he left the villa.

"It's okay, I hired a substitute driver, and now the person is still in the garage, you go and settle the bill for him for me." ”

With the smell of sour wine in his mouth, Demos lay on his back on the couch with his mouth full of sour wine, not bothering to move.

Early in the morning, he rushed to the University of Athens in a rage to find Jose in vain, and was irritated to call the other party. After a long conversation with Professor Eugene, he said goodbye to him and returned to his studio.

Demos stayed alone for a long time, and also thought about it for a long time, combining the recent series of unbelievable and previous unforgettable, until he thought that his brain was about to explode.

In the end, he was so bored that he drove out for fun, from the mall to the restaurant and finally to the bar, all the time alone, aimlessly.

Noah took the order to go through the connecting door to the garage and send off the driver, and then returned to the villa to bring a glass of warm water to Demos.

Demos sat up and took two sips and asked:

"What time is it?"

"It's almost nine o'clock. ”

"What is Kareta doing?"

Demos asked Noah. No matter when, even if he has a grudge against her, he will always think about her.

“......”

Noah didn't know what to answer, so he lowered his head in a panic, not daring to look at his master easily.

What should I do? Should I tell the truth to the king? The princess went to Hades alone, and told me not to alarm the king first...... However, how can she prevaricate for her now?

Noah's hundred claws scratched his heart anxiously.

"Where is she?"

Demos noticed that there was something strange in the waiter's expression, and sat up with a dizzy body and asked a question.

"Princess, she...... I went out in the afternoon...... Haven't come back yet......"

Noah muttered more and more as he was asked.

"What did you say!"

Demos's expression changed drastically, and he bounced off the sofa and stood in front of the attendant, and his two eyes that were yellowed by alcohol were about to erupt into flames.

"Were you there when she went out?"

“...... I'm ......," Noah replied, silent.

"So, you let her go?"

“......”

After waiting for more than half an hour, he could not hear any sound from the attendant, and Demos did not interrogate him anymore. Suddenly, he raised his right arm high and slapped it into Noah's face.

After the "pop" sounded, Noah was knocked to the ground. He quickly got up, stood up again without saying a word, gritted his teeth and endured the spicy pain on half of his face, and didn't say a word.

"What are you doing!"

Exhausted, Carette hurried back to the villa in the South End, and when she entered, she saw Noah being slapped by Demos. She was shocked, and ran over with a few steps, worriedly checking Noah's injuries.

Sure enough, half of Noah's cheeks were not only swollen, but also red and shiny, like a balloon filled with air, and it was shapeless compared to the other half of his white and delicate face.

He had always won the trust and appreciation of his master, and Carreta had never seen him provoke Maudmos for his bad deeds, let alone be subjected to corporal punishment as he did today.

Kareta felt incredulous, looking at the blood oozing from the side of Noah's lips in pain, and she turned her stunned expression to Demos, and almost at the same time, she also smelled a strong smell of alcohol from him.

"Why did you hit him?"

Carette asked Demos, anxious and regretful, though she knew in her heart that he was going mad with wine.

"Can you ask me? If you want to ask, you should ask yourself!"

Demos took it upon himself and unceremoniously replied to her.

After speaking, he rolled up his scarlet eyes and glared fiercely at Noah, who did not dare to come out, and roared angrily:

"Useless rubbish, get out of here-"

Noah lowered his head and bit his lip, two strings of tears rolling down his eyes. As soon as he turned around, he flashed into his room, closed the door and never came out.

Carreta now understood why Demos wanted to punish her servants, and when she saw that Noah had been wronged because of her, she didn't feel good about it.

She explained to Demos:

"You shouldn't have beaten him, it's me! ”

"Where have you been, who have you met, and what have you done?"

Demos rolled with drunken eyes as he asked aggressively, scrutinizing Kareta from head to toe.

In the blur of sight, she wore a fine and beautiful skirt covering her body, her posture was slender and slender, and her expression was soft and weak.

And the more she did this, the more she fueled Demos's arrogance. He even began to wonder if she had gone to meet that hateful stinky man again when she was so seductive?

No wonder! I went to the school to look for him but couldn't find him, and his tone on the phone was so presumptuous. Maybe when I spoke to him on the phone, Kareta was lying in his arms......

The dog man and woman ran together again and went merry......

Demos was so startled by a series of unrealistic thoughts in his mind that he broke out in a cold sweat that he hurriedly forced himself to stop guessing. Seeing Kareta standing silently in front of him, the nameless fire in his heart suddenly burned even more.

"Answer me—where the hell have you been—"

"I ...... Not your prisoner......"

The hoarse roar startled Carret, and she hurriedly spoke timidly, clearly lacking confidence.

She didn't mean to contradict Demos, she did take the blame, and went out all night behind his back, but she couldn't tell him the truth about meeting Hades at the moment.

"Prisoner? Hmph! That's a beautiful statement! You don't even qualify as a prisoner!"

Demos was on fire, his brain burned with alcohol and anger, and he scrambled forward and lifted Kareta up like a chicken.

"Demos! you...... What to do!"

The world spun around, and when she woke up again, Kareta was already carrying her head down on Demos's shoulder. She panicked, screaming as she struggled.

Demos bent his arms and grabbed her thin waist to prevent her from slipping off his shoulder, and then lifted his feet up the second-floor stairs.

"I think you're sick again, and you need to be treated!"

Demos gritted his teeth and carried Carette into the bedroom on the second floor. Raising his foot and kicking the door viciously, he walked quickly to the bed, and he threw her hard onto the bed.

Kareta groaned softly. Look at Demos again, who is quickly unbuttoning his shirt.

"Demos ...... Demos, you're drunk!" Kareta turned pale with fright, and exclaimed at him.

"It's more than enough to heal you!"

Demos had unbuttoned all the buttons, and without taking off his shirt, he lunged at her with his bare and muscular breasts, like a hungry beast.

"Don't ...... Don't!"

Kareta shouted, and when she resisted, he had removed her shoes from her feet.

Thinking of the previous experience of being abandoned by Demos in the midfield, she didn't know what he wanted to do at this time, so she couldn't stop pushing and pedaling in panic, resisting Demos's plunder.

This move made Demos arrogant, and a strange feeling rose in his heart while being angry. He was so eager to punish her and subjugate her with violence, so he unconsciously moved his hands more and more violently and wantonly.

"Don't you want to be with me? I'm full of food outside, and I don't want to serve your husband when I come back?"

"No...... I didn't!...... Woohoo......"

"No, then why are you dressed up so coquettishly and going out?

"Ahh

The three-quarter sleeves of Carette's blouse were ripped off by Demos, and then another crack was heard, and the lower skirt was ruthlessly torn by him, turning into a pitiful thin cloth.

Demos was extremely excited, and with a stretch of his big claws, he grabbed Karete's two thin ankles, and cut straight to the subject without the slightest pity or warmth.

His movements were fierce and fast, like a never-ending storm that ravaged Karetta, making her overwhelmed, but unable to escape.

"How's that? shuang not shuang?

Demos proceeded arrogantly, raising his voice in Carette's ear and asking questions, excited but also resentful.

Kareta didn't answer, and a string of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"In the end, shuang or not!...... Call it out, call it to me—"

Demos frowned again, his face flushed with the extreme emotions of agitation and resentment.

He shouted at her, still refusing, and as he continued, he got up, reached out and pinched her cheeks to force her mouth to open, and put his index finger in to dig out her mouth, in a vain attempt to force her to scream.

"Hmm......"

Carreta was so uncomfortable that she couldn't help but retch.

"Shout out! How do you still want to play! Tell me! I'll accompany you to the end! Sao goods, see if you dare to go out and make waves......"

With full alcoholic strength, Demos frantically tortures Carret, with bold and ferocious movements.

One time, two times......

He indulged to his heart's content, venting the humiliation and dissatisfaction that had been piling up in his heart for many days, ignoring the pained expression on her face.

Kareta felt an indescribable pain all over her body, and the oppressive, splitting pain seemed deeper and clearer than the first time she had been.

And the more intense the pain, the more numb her heart became.

She opened her mouth slightly, silently bearing his assault beneath Demos, feeling the pain he had inflicted on her. She couldn't do anything but weep silently.

Long......

Demos suddenly straightened up, let out a long howl like a majestic male wolf, and then slumped down his back, gasping out of breath.

He was completely drunk and had enough catharsis.

After getting out of bed, he slowly arranged his clothes, and his dark eyes were still staring at Karet, and his eyes were as cold as night.

"Humph......"

A disdainful whisper was released between the lips and teeth, as if there was nothing.

Demos glanced at the damp tear stain on the pillow again, then turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Kareta collapsed in the center of the soft bed, limp and without a trace of strength. Her airless body shuddered as the stiff sound of the door closed.

This time she was not discarded by Demos halfway, he simply and decisively got into her bed, but relied on drunkenness to directly qiang ~bao her.

Although she was already his woman, this time, from beginning to end, she didn't feel any warmth and nostalgia from him. There was no trace of warmth in his movements, his desires, and the slightest warmth in the contact between his fingertips and every inch of her skin. That bluntness, that kind of abuse is an expression of revenge, revenge for her unfidelity to him, revenge for his devotion to her love!

His movements, his desires, and the contact of his fingertips with every inch of her skin were cold, as cold as his heart, hard and cruel, and could no longer penetrate the slightest emotion!

He's still humiliating me...... He won't forgive me...... Won't forgive me easily—

Pouring out her pain, Kareta kept her eyes open for a few moments before finally struggling to sit up.

Caressing her body that had experienced violence, she couldn't help but cry out loud as she looked at the bedroom that had fallen into dead silence again......