Chapter 362: Let Mary Sue Taste the Feeling of Being Cucked by Her White Moonlight Right in Front of Her (2)
As someone who had the heart and courage of a little rogue but lacked the experience, she couldn't yet piece together the whole picture from small clues.
She had questions, so she asked directly.
But this was the worst possible topic for Fafna.
She shot Shia a sharp, secret glare.
What else could it be?
All this was because of this hateful bastard!
Playing dumb, hiding his strength.
If not for all the misunderstandings, she never would've fallen for his tricks so easily.
And she wouldn't be in such a shameful state now.
Although she was full of complaints about Shia in her heart, facing her little sister, she clearly couldn't respond that way.
"Ahem."
Shia cleared his throat twice, deliberately drawing everyone's attention.
"Didn't we already mention it before? Sister here found a special, satisfying training method, so just now she was guiding me on how to practice!"
"Is that so?"
Lilith tilted her head slightly, full of doubt.
Looking at the boy's confident demeanor, she wanted to believe him, but something just didn't feel right.
But... he's my puppy after all.
How could my puppy lie to me?
Lilith turned to Fafna, seeking confirmation.
Fafna gave a faint nod, her gaze icy as she looked at Lilith, acknowledging Shia's explanation.
She also secretly let out a sigh of relief. At least they managed to brush this topic aside.
Shia stepping up to shield her helped ease her awkwardness.
Always cold and aloof, she really didn't know how to answer her little sister's questions after what had just happened.
With Shia taking the lead, she could relax a little.
Over there, Shia had already started explaining to Lilith.
"I must really thank Sister. She's always thinking of me."
"Not only did she find me a method to practice, but she also personally instructed me."
"All of this moves me so much."
"Isn't that right, Sister?"
Lost in thought, Fafna was suddenly called out. Her mind, still dazed, snapped back.
She raised her head, biting her lip as she looked at Shia, her cool eyes showing a trace of confusion.
Her brain sluggishly pieced together Shia's words.
Fafna turned to look at Lilith.
At that moment, Lilith was looking at her with curiosity.
For some reason, a wave of shame washed over Fafna.
After all, she had just done those things with Lilith's childhood sweetheart and fiancé.
Yet deep inside, a mischievous feeling of revenge blossomed, giving her a strange sense of satisfaction.
Before she could even fully process it, she nodded, agreeing with Shia's words.
"Is that so?"
Lilith tilted her head again, her beautiful eyes fixed on her sister.
Fafna slightly raised her brows, her expressionless face carrying a hint of authority.
"You don't trust me?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant!"
Lilith quickly waved her hands.
However, Fafna had already set her cup down.
The crisp sound rang out, betraying her owner's displeasure.
The emotions brewing in Fafna's deep gaze grew darker.
At this moment, she felt that what had just happened wasn't all that unpleasant after all.
Lilith, do you even realize what your fiancé was doing with me just now?
She even thought it could be made even more thrilling.
Once the wicked idea took root, it grew rapidly, impossible to suppress.
Looking at the nervous, pitiful expression on Lilith's face, Fafna's heart stirred with even more evil thoughts.
Just hearing it through the door was nothing.
Wouldn't it be even more exhilarating to let her see it with her own eyes?
Let her watch as I "guide" him.
Fafna spoke in a cool voice.
"Break time is over. Come, let's continue training."
The red-haired beauty gracefully stood up, her long hair cascading freely down her back.
Standing at the center of the room, she turned slightly, looking at Shia.
Her cold, serious gaze was a silent invitation.
A glimmer of amusement flashed in Shia's eyes.
As expected of someone from Lady Sophia's lineage—such a bad, playful woman.
He obediently stepped forward, standing respectfully before Fafna, his posture humble and sincere.
"Thank you, Sister. Please guide me!"
Lilith clearly didn't expect their training to still be ongoing.
But that was fine.
She was already inside, and not letting her sister be monopolized by the puppy was a victory in itself.
Fafna moved behind Shia, her tall figure pressing close.
Slim waist, long legs—years of training had given her body sleek, powerful curves. She pressed her firm, supple body against him.
And because she was slightly taller, her breath fell directly against his ear.
Her voice, though cold, was soft and patient, her tone very gentle.
The intimately close, hands-on instruction was shockingly intimate.
The visual impact was overwhelming.
Lilith stared wide-eyed, looking somewhat wronged and pitiful.
Fafna caught her expression from the corner of her eye, feeling an exhilarating sense of satisfaction.
A strange, thrilling excitement filled her heart.
Unlike before, when she would just pamper Shia to stir jealousy between him and Lilith, this hands-on teasing while her sister watched felt even more intoxicating.
From the bitter perspective of her little sister?
How delightful!
As for Lilith, she didn't even feel "cucked" in the traditional sense.
Already half-tamed, she was long used to Shia being close to the girls she liked.
At this moment, she only felt a hot, envious ache.
Not bitterness—but excitement.
In her fantasies, she had already replaced Shia.
Imagining herself in his place, embraced by her sister, gently guided, tenderly taught.
Breathing in her sister's cool fragrance;
Listening to her sister's gentle whispers at her ear;
Feeling her sister's body pressed against her…
How she longed to be the one Fafna held close.
As reality and fantasy blended, she was completely entranced.
She didn't even notice the strange aura Fafna was giving off at that moment.
Could Shia not see Fafna's intentions?
Of course he could.
He chose to cooperate, but that didn't mean being passively controlled.
When dealing with this kind of Valkyrie, maintaining the initiative was crucial.
If it were Rong, Nia, or Sistine, being a little passive could sometimes spice things up.
But with Fafna? That would just be weakness, letting her push her advantage.
You want to be bold about it?
Then let's go all the way.