Betrayed by My Trash Husband, Surrender Myself to the Devil Chapter 22: A Kiss from the Devil

Ray POV

"What am I going to do?" I muttered as my hand around her waist instinctively trailed down between her buttocks and gave it a tight squeeze. Claudia squeaked like a rat when I did it, and she looked at nervously. "You know what I want, Claudia. You were quite a looker when we dated back then, and you still are, even after more than ten years have passed."

"Did you take care of your body intentionally so my stepbrother wouldn’t cheat on you?" I asked rather crudely, knowing ntioning Miles would get her riled up in anger. "It’s unfortunate that his greed is insatiable."

Claudia’s chest heaved as I glanced down at her full breasts. There was sothing stirring in my stomach as I kept looking at those two mounds, which I found quite intriguing, because it was very rare for to feel sothing—anything, in fact.

She kept looking up at with her flustered gaze. I thought I’d see fear, but all she showed was nervousness.

She didn’t fear for so reason, even though I wanted that exact reaction from her right now.

"I-I know that you don’t love , Ray. You... can’t love anyone..." Claudia stuttered. "Y-you should tell what you r-really... want..."

Want... huh?

I couldn’t help to chuckle at her statent. Rather than backing off, my hand continued to trail down to her thigh. I lifted one of her thighs up and said coldly, "You think you are a perceptive little know-it-all, huh? What do you know about ?"

"I-I know for a fact that you hate ..."

Again, Claudia was spot on about her assessnt. What I felt for her right now was nothing but a mountain of rage that had accumulated over a decade. I wanted nothing except to destroy her entirely, just to see whether this rage would die down eventually.

"You are not wrong," I smiled at her. Though this smile was laced with malicious excitent, it made wonder if Claudia saw it as kind or threatening. "For now, I want to experint with your body and heart."

"Just as you told back then: I am a monster who has no heart and will die lonely and in agony. So, I want to see if I can actually experience sothing exciting with you," I stated logically. "I’ll see if you can excite physically and emotionally."

"B-but you didn’t even like back when we were dating. I was young and bright back then—while this current is... broken," Claudia muttered. "I-I don’t see how it’ll change anything."

"We won’t know until we try," I said. I didn’t want Claudia to keep hesitating like this, so I gave her an ultimatum to make sure she signed that contract.

"If you don’t want it, then I’ll let you leave, Claudia. You should know that I am the only one who can help you. I’m willing to trust you despite all the evidence stacked against you... of course, with a hefty price to pay. Rember, once you walk out that door, then you can think of our eting as a fleeting nightmare. You’ll never hear from again."

...

Again, Claudia fell into deep contemplation, as if she were making a difficult decision.

Personally, I found nothing wrong with my proposal. I had her cornered just as I expected, with the help of her own husband and wretched half-sister. If she didn’t take this offer, she might as well jump out of that window—or else she’d have to face jail ti for the attempted murder of two children.

I gave her the ti she needed to think, solely because I liked seeing her face when she was in a dilemma. It gave off the feeling that she was capable of thinking through her choices now, unlike her younger self who dumped for no good reason and married my bastard stepbrother instead.

Claudia took her ti until her gaze focused on again. There was resolve in her eyes as she said, "I’ll sign that contract."

The mont she said that, the strange whirl inside my stomach intensified as my hand gripping her thigh tightened even more.

This sensation—finally catching the pet who ran away—was truly exhilarating. It was a long ga of hide and seek between us, but I had finally put her in her cage once more.

"Good. Let’s seal the deal then," I said as I leaned in.

Claudia was flustered, but it was too late because I quickly stole a kiss from her.

"Mmffhh! Mm!" while Claudia struggled for a few seconds, I took that chance to slide my tongue in for a French kiss. Soon enough, Claudia’s resistance began to weaken as her body softened in my arms.

I took my ti tasting her lips, because I had never kissed her back then. For , it had been unnecessary skin contact that might carry too many germs.

But I still took the chance now because I wanted to see if a kiss was enough to make her leave .

Maybe Miles had kissed her when we were dating back then, and Claudia had beco touch-starved enough to break up with .

And now that I tried it... I had a theory that it might be true.

Because kissing her lips was like tasting a drug-coated candy. It was sweet at first, then that sweetness soon turned into sothing addictive that made want more.

Maybe I should start writing this down in my personal journal, because I had tasted a few other won’s lips before, and none of them gave the sa sensation.

Once I had my fill, I finally let her go and observed the result of my lip service: Claudia’s face had turned red like a cherry, and her gaze was unfocused.

Her lips parted slightly as she tried to catch her breath after the long kiss.

"W-what was that for?!" Claudia asked in panic.

"Sealing the deal," I replied calmly as I swept my tongue over my lower lip, rembering the taste of her lips just now. "The paper is just a formal agreent, that kiss is for to know if your body will agree to it."