I Shall Cuck Everyone-Chapter 422: Stupid Plan

Outside Zunda's apartment, the corridor was quiet, its walls softly humming with residual energy from the systems embedded within. Amber had Zunda's meek personal assistant pinned to the cold metal wall. Her feet dangled above the ground, kicking slightly in a panicked flail. Amber's grip around her throat was firm, unwavering, and her eyes glowed a pale, unnatural white, radiating Ki. Her expression was cold and unreadable—like a predator interrogating prey.

"What's your name?" Amber's voice was low.

The girl said nothing at first, her lips trembling as her lungs fought for air.

Amber tightened her grip, just slightly—enough to make her feel the pressure on her windpipe, her bones. It was a silent threat that screamed "Answer or die."

"Agnes…" the girl finally choked out, eyes wide with fear. "My name is Agnes…"

Amber leaned in a little closer, her face inches away from the assistant's. "Agnes, huh? Then tell me why you were looking at Jake like you were about to bury a dagger in his back."

Agnes's eyes flickered with a blend of shame and fear. Her lips parted again, and she gasped, "Because… because he—he forcefully had sex with my boss…"

Amber's expression remained unmoved.

"He took advantage of her!" Agnes continued through the chokehold. "She didn't want it… but he—he forced himself… She just doesn't say anything because she's scared of him—!"

Amber dropped her instantly.

Agnes crumpled to the floor in a fit of coughing and wheezing. Her thin fingers clutched her throat, rubbing at the red marks forming around her neck. Before she could even catch her breath, Amber stepped forward again—but not to harm her.

She crouched and placed a hand on Agnes' head, patting it gently, almost like a big sister to a younger sibling who didn't know better.

"You've got it all wrong," Amber said, her voice flat but no longer aggressive. "I get it—you want to protect your boss because you love her. That's sweet. But next time, do your due diligence before trying to sabotage someone. Jake isn't that kind of person."

Agnes flinched under her touch.

"I didn't sense fear from Zunda. Hell, the woman practically ran into his arms," Amber added. "If anything, she's into him."

Agnes's shoulders slumped. Her face turned red—not from the choking this time, but from shame. She looked away, her eyes glossy with regret. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"I… I'm sorry," she mumbled. "I thought he was forcing her. I didn't see her smile like that with anyone else. I thought it was fear. I was just… trying to protect her. I even… tried to poison him earlier…"

Amber paused. For a second, her eyes blinked as if she couldn't believe what she just heard.

Then she burst out laughing.

It was loud, unrestrained, echoing through the metal hallway with a near-manic tone. Amber dropped onto the floor, holding her stomach as she rolled slightly from side to side.

"Poison? Oh, my stars… You really thought that would work on him?" she gasped between peals of laughter.

Agnes just looked at her, dazed and confused by the sudden shift in energy.

Amber sat up, still grinning but now with a look that bordered on crazy. "You're either brave or just plain stupid."

Agnes blinked.

"Delusion…" Amber muttered, shaking her head and chuckling. "Such pure, unfiltered delusion. You were trying to protect your boss, sure—but from him? You've got the roles reversed. If Jake ever found out you tried to poison him, he wouldn't scream, or yell, or make a scene."

Her voice dropped into something darker—almost a whisper laced with amusement.

"He'd just kill you."

Agnes's lips parted, and she went completely still.

"You'd be dead before you even realized he knew."

Amber's eyes bored into her. "I'm not saying this to scare you. I'm saying it because you need to understand how monumentally stupid that plan was."

Silence stretched between them for a moment. Then Amber let out a long sigh and stood, dusting herself off. She looked down at Agnes, now sitting on the floor like a child who got caught breaking something expensive.

"Anyway," Amber said, her tone now casual. "I'm bored. And I've got time. You're still Zunda's assistant, right?"

Agnes hesitated, then nodded slowly.

"Good. Then take me around the base." Amber shrugged. "I may as well get a tour out of this after all that excitement."

Agnes looked up at her with a mix of fear and confusion, unsure if Amber was actually being serious. But then she realized she wasn't being given a choice. She scrambled to her feet and smoothed down her uniform.

"Yes… Yes, right away."

Amber rolled her eyes. "Relax. I'm not going to hang you from the ceiling or anything. Just don't try anything else funny. And keep your poison far away from Jake."

Agnes gave a stiff, silent nod and began walking ahead, still rubbing her throat as she led the way deeper into the underground fortress.

Amber followed behind with a smirk, hands behind her head. Her eyes glinted mischievously.

"And hey," she called out casually. "Thanks for the laugh. That really made my day."

Agnes didn't respond. She just kept walking, her cheeks flushed and her

head down, already regretting every decision she had made.

The soft glow of a jasmine-scented candle flickered jn Zunda's room, casting warm shadows across her bedroom. The air was heavy with its fragrance, mingling with the quiet tension between Jake and Zunda as they sat close to each other. His hands, rough yet careful, skillfully grazed her skin, tracing the curve of her breast through her thin blouse. A shiver rippled through Zunda, and in moments, Jake's fingers unhooked her bra, letting it slip to the floor in a quiet whisper . Her red eyes met his, a silent understanding passing between them.

With gentle urgency, Jake pulled away her clothes—blouse, skirt, each piece falling and turning to a heap. Zunda's breath hitched as he lifted her into his arms, her soft laughter breaking the stillness. Unlike their last encounter on the living room couch, he carried her to the bed, its sheets neatly laid. The mattress sank beneath them as Jake settled beside her, his gaze intense.

He leaned forward, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was both tender and fervent. His mouth drifted lower, pausing at her nipples. His fingers teased one of her nipples, rolling it gently, while his tongue circled the other, eliciting a sharp gasp from Zunda. Her back arched, pressing closer as the sensation sparked through her. Jake's touch alternated between soft caresses and firmer pinches, each movement sending warmth pooling in her lower lips. Her hands tangled in his hair, urging him to continue.