"Venom, would you mind using your tentacles... to do something to a man?"
"To be precise, an old man."
The malice in Tiger's words was unmistakable. Venom's cursing stopped abruptly, and it hissed with difficulty and reluctance:
[Temporarily... um...]
Actually, Tiger was just venting verbally.
If Venom really did something to an old man with its tentacles, he'd be the most disgusted person of all.
So Tiger didn't pay much attention to Venom's unusually hesitant stammering.
Parched from cursing, he grabbed the teapot from the table and drank directly from the spout.
Cool droplets slid down from his lips, flowing over his Adam's apple, occasionally splashing onto Tiger's broad chest...
"This water..."
Halfway through drinking, Tiger raised an eyebrow, lifting the handle to examine the teapot, inexplicable confusion rising in his chest.
The water tasted different from usual, as if awakening some gentle echo from deep within his memory.
He seemed to taste whiskey's rich, sweet fragrance, and to smell earth's aroma after spring rain.
Within this complex feast of flavors lay a vague, indescribable familiarity.
Warmth from Mother Polly's embrace, Cuban cigars from Arthur's person.
Thunder Bourbon from Tommy, various floral scents from John...
Plain, tasteless cool water had somehow become time's messenger, skillfully blending past memories with present flavors.
"What the fuck?"
Tiger couldn't help muttering.
Just then, the dormitory door suddenly opened, and the crisp sound of heels striking stone rang out melodiously.
"Boasted, if I may ask so boldly—how does personally brewed Amortentia taste?"
Creating Amortentia wasn't particularly difficult.
The challenge lay in preparing various subsidiary potions beforehand.
The reason Atlantis Boasted had invested such extensive time was to amplify the love potion's dosage and concentrate its effects, ensuring Gemma Farley would submit eternally.
But for Gemma Farley, this represented pure serendipity—especially when Boasted consumed it himself...
Boasted?
Tiger's brow furrowed slightly.
His fierce, puzzled gaze turned back, and Gemma Farley's tall, elegant silhouette instantly entered his vision.
Beneath the Black Lake's ethereal luminescence, the cold, proud aristocratic girl seemed like night's brightest constellation, effortlessly illuminating everything surrounding her.
However, as Gemma Farley's gaze met Tiger's, those originally mocking eyes suddenly froze.
Her cold, proud, pallid features showed hairline cracks in this moment, round eyes involuntarily widening, revealing incredulous emotion.
"How is it you?!" Urgent words brimmed with disgust and shock.
Feeding Amortentia to tonight's chaos instigator seemed like favorable development, but this wasn't the answer Gemma Farley desired.
The power behind Atlantis Boasted was what she truly required.
Tiger was certainly fierce and formidable, but to her, he was a condemned man. Moreover, she despised Tiger more than any toad...
Amortentia?
This shit-brained imbecile!
Tiger's expression darkened instantly. From Gemma Farley's few words, he roughly comprehended what had transpired.
The filthiest curses immediately descended upon Atlantis Boasted's head.
However, within mere breaths, strange, eerie heat—carrying indescribable euphoria and sweetness—spread from his stomach through his limbs, finally surging to Tiger's brain in concentrated waves.
His fierce, ruthless gaze gradually transformed under Gemma Farley's disgusted and annoyed expression.
As if hallucinating, the noble girl's cold, proud facial lines now resembled melting snow in early spring, quietly revealing softness and moisture, adding indescribable allure to this unexpected encounter...
Shit! He'd been caught!
This bloody bitch!
Under Venom's anxious reminder, Tiger vigorously shook his fevered head, clenching fists tightly.
Massive quantities of dopamine, phenylethylamine, and other euphoric hormones began secreting wildly.
Under potion-magic fusion's influence, even Venom could only temporarily delay the effects...
Tiger's form swayed as he retreated step by step toward the table, his arm inadvertently sweeping all teacups to the floor.
Crisp collision sounds made Tiger instinctively glance over, his hazy, confused vision focusing on the teapot.
"Hey... beautiful..."
With seemingly frivolous teasing, Tiger's lips curved in a playful smile.
The moment he turned, Venom's tentacles wrapped around the teapot, concealing it behind Tiger's back.
Tiger then approached Gemma Farley with unsteady steps, as if intoxicated.
His confused gaze and flushed cheeks revealed Boasted's love potion's potent effects.
Gemma Farley's disgust remained completely undisguised, but to further enhance the potion's effects, she chose not to depart immediately—after all, she was already present...
As Tiger drew closer, the serpent-pattern bracelet on Gemma Farley's wrist began trembling uneasily, bone-chilling cold penetrating through tender skin and instantly reaching her heart.
Unprecedented intense malice, like abyssal roaring, made the bracelet emit eerie emerald radiance, reflecting in her suddenly contracted pupils.
"Bastard! Stay back!"
A cold, sharp shout erupted.
Gemma Farley quickly retreated, attempting to create distance while drawing her wand.
However, pitch-black, twisted tentacles—like pervasive nightmares in darkness—surged like a tide.
With irresistible force, they wove into tight shackles, firmly binding her arms and waist.
Then two enormous blades, carrying suffocating whistles, struck through the air with unstoppable momentum, aimed directly at the girl's swan-like, proud, pale neck.
Time seemed frozen. Gemma Farley's despairing gaze proved ultimately too slow.
Accompanied by two sounds like shattering crystal, powerful kinetic energy sent her flying.
Her soft form, like a severed kite, crashed violently into the cold wall before falling heavily to the ground.
The emerald earrings embedded in her earlobes also dimmed completely in this moment...
Tiger approached with unsteady steps.
Observing Gemma Farley still struggling desperately, a sinister smile appeared on his fierce, cold features.
Even though his tongue was nearly bitten to ribbons, blood still trickled from his lips' corners.
"Cough... cough..."
"You want... to let... let me go..."
Thick knuckles directly gripped Gemma Farley's delicate neck, lifting her upward.
Gemma Farley endured dizziness and terror, regarding Tiger with extreme composure.
"Shelby... we can... talk... I can... provide you... an anti..."
Talk?
Talk my arse!
Tiger's face appeared grotesquely twisted—nearly an expression of love and hatred, deep infatuation, within reach yet forced separation. Pure agony.
Motherfucker!
He'd never suffered like this across two lifetimes.
His current mood resembled having his first love from ten African years sincerely begging reconciliation.
Pain! It fucking hurt!
Venom instantly exploded, completely releasing its suppression of the Amortentia.
Confronting this state where he could lose sanity momentarily, Tiger didn't hesitate.
While cleanly dislocating Gemma Farley's jawbone, Venom's tentacles directly forced the remaining half-pot of love potion water brutally into Gemma Farley's mouth...
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