Chapter 346: As Long As I Can Win Over Sister, I'll Sacrifice Anything (1)
"Young Master Shia has received Miss Fafner's praise, so he must know better what she likes."
"Besides, when it comes to chasing girls, guys always know girls better."
"So Milady, you should definitely ask Young Master Shia for help!"
"As long as you're nice and dress in a way boys like, how could he possibly turn you down?"
Though she came to ask for help, Lilith didn't want to show any weakness in front of her doggy. She didn't want him to laugh at her.
So after stammering for a long while, she only managed to mumble something vague.
But even with that, Shia immediately guessed her true purpose.
"You like Fafner? But don't know how to get close to her?"
Lilith's ears turned bright red. She looked away, face full of defiance like she wanted to deny it—but had no idea how to refute.
Because... that was the reason she came.
He's totally going to mock me!
She turned her face away, shut her eyes, feeling utterly embarrassed.
But she'd already braced herself to be laughed at.
As long as she got results—even if it meant being the butt of the joke—she'd take it!
"Being obsessed with your sister isn't shameful. What's with that look on your face?"
Shia's voice came from a distance.
Lilith cracked one eye open.
Eh?
It's not shameful?
Shia leaned lazily against the door, arms crossed, his tone casual and teasing.
Seeing her open her eyes, he shrugged like it was no big deal.
"Besides, your sister's amazing."
"Don't you think this kind of affection is hard to bring up?"
"Why would it be?"
"She's your sister."
"But you're not blood-related."
"Most people would find it hard to accept."
"Not really. If it were me, I'd probably fall for a sister like that too."
Shia looked completely unbothered.
Yeah, if it were him—he'd be tempted too.
Lilith didn't catch his hidden meaning.
But her eyes sparkled.
Those words felt like finding a kindred spirit.
Excitement, joy, gratitude—she hadn't expected anyone to support her!
Even Tia, though helpful and thoughtful, never made her feel understood.
Her glittering eyes looked like a whole galaxy.
Shia looked down at her, smiling as he placed a hand gently on her head.
"This time, let me help you."
Then, his large hand slid down and pressed lightly against her slender back, pulling the beautiful girl into his arms.
Her youthful, curvy body was soft and plush in his embrace.
Not quite as full as a mature woman's, but it had its own allure.
Lilith's cheek rested on his chest, ears filled with his steady heartbeat.
His broad, warm chest made her dazed.
So safe. She wanted to stay like this forever.
Her eyes slowly closed, sinking into the warmth.
She suddenly realized—Shia had grown taller and stronger than her.
Once upon a time, they were just two kids walking to class hand in hand.
Somehow, he'd become someone she could lean on.
Someone... she wanted to rely on.
Lilith's eyes narrowed in contentment—but just before they shut completely, she snapped out of it.
How could she be so weak!
How could she think of him as a safe haven?
Men were tools, nothing more!
She forcefully banished those inappropriate thoughts.
But at the same time, she felt something strange from Shia.
He was... hard.
She looked down, but couldn't see anything from their angle.
Still, she instinctively shoved him away.
He was standing in front of the door, so he didn't budge—but she stepped back several paces.
Her voice was slightly flustered and annoyed.
"Aha! I knew you had bad intentions!"
Shia looked innocent.
"A guy getting aroused by a girl he likes—isn't that normal? Especially at this time of night."
He glanced toward the window.
The curtain wasn't fully drawn—it was pitch black outside.
Lilith couldn't argue.
She didn't need to look to know what time it was.
And she knew very well—every little detail about her outfit tonight was carefully calculated.
Yes, it did look like she was throwing herself at him.
Still, she gave him a sour look.
"Ugh, that's not important! Hurry up and help me come up with a plan!"
Shia rubbed his temples, looking troubled.
"It's not that I don't want to help, but when someone's overwhelmed by emotion, they can't think clearly. She's not leaving right away, so... why don't you come back in a couple days?"
A couple days?
She only had a few days at home to begin with!
Every second counted—she was running out of time!
Frustration bubbled up. She was about to lose it.
"What do you mean, overwhelmed by emotion? You—"
But halfway through, she paused.
She hadn't understood at first.
But now, thinking back to what Shia had said earlier—it all clicked.
Lilith's eyes widened, blankly locking onto Shia's.
His gaze was deep—like an ocean of ink.
She was speechless.
Sometimes, words weren't necessary.
One look was enough for her to understand.
Her expression turned annoyed.
This guy... was taking advantage again!
"I'm really not asking for much."
Shia's voice was low and husky. Incredibly sexy.
He silently grasped her thigh—right on her smooth black stockings.
As a seasoned tease herself, Lilith knew exactly what he was up to.
Normally, she'd stomp him flat.
But right now?
Right now, she needed his help.
If it were any other pretty girl, maybe she could still play tough.
But this was her sister.
Her ultimate goal!
If sacrificing herself could get her closer—she didn't care.
Lilith bowed her head, struggling inside.
Shia was still waiting for her response when—bam—he was shoved down.
Lilith stood above him, looking down with disdain in her eyes.
Her face was flawless, but her gaze said, "you're filth."
But her black-stockinged feet told a different story.
Through the sheer fabric stretched over her pale legs, she looked pure yet sinful.
From this angle, her long legs were devastatingly beautiful.
And then that disgusted, perfect face—and those biting words.
"This is the highest reward you'll ever receive from me!"
"Be grateful and accept it!"
Inside though, she was still in denial.
Just training the dog. Doesn't count.