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Chapter 111 - Ch 110 - The Aftermath

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It was already late in the evening when the bedroom door creaked open.

Creak…

The quiet sound echoed through the villa, and the very air seemed to shift in response.

Liam stepped out like a conquering king, his bare feet making soft, lazy thuds against the polished floor as he strode forward. His only clothing was a pair of black underwear, clinging to his hips in a way that left nothing to the imagination.

His skin glistened under the dim lights, small droplets of water dripping from his damp hair, tracing slow paths down his sculpted abs.

A satisfied smirk lingered on his lips, his entire body oozing confidence and dominance.

Yet, despite his relaxed posture, there was an undeniable exhaustion about him—not the kind that came from battle or work. No, this was the exhaustion of a man who had spent an entire day indulging in pure sin.

Aiko was in the kitchen, the sound of her knife softly chopping vegetables filling the silence… until she heard his approaching footsteps.

Tap… Tap… Tap…

The rhythm was slow, almost lazy, yet it carried a weight that made her body tense with anticipation.

When she turned to look at him—she froze. Her breath hitched in her throat.

Then, before she could stop herself, a needy little groan escaped her lips.

"Mnn~"Ā 

Because Liam was ruined.

His entire chiseled, muscular frame was decorated with sinful marks—deep red scratches, teeth imprints, dark love bites, and soft, bruised patches where lips and fingers had gripped him tightly.

He was a walking testament to the absolute carnage that had taken place in that room.

Aiko swallowed thickly, her legs pressing together instinctively as her fingers tightened around the knife's handle.

She could still hear it.

The moans, the groans, the slaps of skin against skin, and the choked whimpers.

Even now, the phantom echoes of those filthy sounds rang in her ears, and just the memory of them sent a slow, delicious heat curling between her thighs.

Lucky bitches…

Liam ran a hand through his messy damp hair, yawning. His voice was low and husky when he finally spoke.

"I swear…" He let out a satisfied sigh, scratching lazily at a deep nail scratch across his chest. "…I could eat enough for ten people right now."

Aiko barely processed his words, too busy drinking at the sight of him.

The bruises.

The scratches.

The faint scent of sweat and sex that still lingered in the air.

Her lips parted, her breathing a little unsteady.

She giggled, but there was a quiver to it.

"W-What, did you actually wear yourself out?" She teased, trying to compose herself. "That's… rare."

Liam smirked—that slow, knowing smirk that made her stomach flip.

"Had to give it everything I had…" He let out another low chuckle, voice thick with dark satisfaction. "…to completely break them."

Aiko shuddered. Her thighs clenched. She bit her lower lip, her body pulsing with heat.

"…I could hear everything, you know," She murmured, stepping closer to him. "Every. Single. Moan."

Liam's eyes darkened in amusement.

"Did it make you hot?"

Aiko inhaled sharply—then glared at him in embarrassment.

"Don't tease me, Master~"

Liam laughed, his deep, rich voice reverberating through her bones.

Smack~!

His palm collided with her ass without warning, making a loud, sharp sound that echoed through the kitchen.

Aiko gasped—her body jolted, the sudden stinging heat spreading through her skin as a sinful jiggle rippled through her soft flesh, barely contained by the tight shorts she wore.

"Ahh—"

A soft, breathless moanĀ spilled from her lips before she could stop it.

Liam simply chuckled, his eyes gleaming with wicked amusement.

"Move that pretty little ass and get my food ready."

He turned away, his steps slow and lazy as he made his way to the dining table.

With a heavy, satisfied sigh, he sank into a chair—his legs spreading apart comfortably as he leaned back.

"Make it quick." His voice was low, laced with meaning. "I need my energy back…"

Then, he grinned.

A grin so dangerous, so sinful, it sent a shiver racing down Aiko's spine.

"…I've still got one more thing to devour tonight."

Aiko's breath hitched and herĀ legs trembled.

And a slow, burning heat pooled deep inside her.

Aiko moved swiftly through the kitchen, her hands working with practiced ease as she prepared something simple yet nourishing—something to at least hold him over until the real dinner was ready.

She stole glances at him as he lounged in his seat, his broad, powerful frame still glowing slightly from his shower. His damp hair, messy and tousled, made him look dangerously attractive, like a beast that had just finished ravaging its prey and now sat in satisfaction, basking in the aftermath.

God…

Her heart fluttered, and her thighs pressed together at the sight of him.

Finally, she placed the dish in front of him—a light yet fulfilling meal to replenish his energy.

"Here, Master. Just a little something to tide you over before dinner," She said sweetly, her voice carrying a soft, sultry lilt as she placed the utensils down.

Liam wasted no time. He dug in with primal hunger, devouring the food like a man who had just finished an endless war.

Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.

The soft clink of his fork against the plate, the sound of him chewing, and the deep, satisfied grunts he made with every bite sent shivers racing down Aiko's spine.

God… even watching him eat was arousing.

She giggled softly, tilting her head in amusement before teasing, "So… where are Maki and Mai?"

Her voice was playful, laced with curiosity and a hint of mischief. "Don't tell me you broke them so badly they won't be able to walk for days?"

Liam barely paused, still devouring his food.

Between mouthfuls, he muttered, "Tch—what do you take me for? I'm not a complete monster…"

Aiko raised a brow, grinning. "Mmm? You sure?"

Liam smirked but continued eating. "They're taking a shower. They'll be here before dinner."

Aiko giggled, watching the way he enjoyed his meal, the way his muscles tensed and flexed with every small movement. He was both a beast and a king, and the sight made her heart flutter.

Without thinking, she stepped forward, placing a soft, affectionate kiss on his food-stuffed cheek.

Smooch~

Liam blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the sudden affection.

Aiko leaned back, biting her lip as she smiled sweetly, her fingers tracing small, teasing patterns on his bare shoulder.

"Even though you're rough… even though you're dominant… even though you completely wreck them in bed…"

She leaned closer, her voice turning into a sultry whisper, her breath tickling his ear.

"…You always know how to be gentle too."

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