My Villainess Ex Won't Leave Me Alone-Chapter 156 - 5.13 - Take Care Of Your Body Or I Will

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Content Warning (CW):

Non-consensual sexual contact.

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Celine made Lucian kneel for long enough to make him reflect on his mouth that loved to spew pretty lies and promises.

"Your words have lost meaning to my ears, Lucian, do you know that?"

It was her cold tone that made her sound like the most dangerous woman he had ever come across.

"I can no longer trust anything you say."

A woman of actions against a man of words, and the latter was losing ground fast. ‎

The gifts and products that were filled with sentimental meaning were still not enough in the eyes of someone who was ready to give up everything for him. ‎

She pulled out a vial from a pouch on her belt, "Fill it with your seeds. I want a child, and you're not going to get out of this one."

Lucian froze in shock, the image of a little Celine and little Lucian in his arms popping up inside his head.

"I'll wait for you with our children, and when you're ready to settle down, come and join us," she continued.

Lucian shook his head in disapproval, "I'm not ready to lose you and my children, just because you're impatient and greedy."

A kick to his stomach made him bend in half, but before he could fall on the ground, Celine pulled his head up by the hair, dragging him away from the corpse and Togo's cage.

"Ugh." Lucian felt his strength slipping away from him, "Celine..."

The name didn't have the same effect on her as before. She no longer hesitated when it came to harming him.

Lucian's plans to shower her with his love were shattering like glass in his head. He grabbed her wrists to make her release her grip on his hair.

He blocked her leg with his hand when she tried to kick him again.

"I'm not a breeding bull that you can milk and be done with, Celine." ‎

She moved her head to the side to avoid the hand that was reaching for her mask, swiftly kicking him in the side, and then another kick in the back, making him fall face down.

She jumped on top of him and pinned him to the ground.‎

Whatever curse she was using was draining Lucian's energy faster than he could imagine.

The dark mist covered her body, but the weight of it was heavier than what she weighed.

"No Celine," he felt her hands reaching for his pants, and his arm was starting to lose strength to fight her off, "Celine, not like this." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

He felt his pants loosen, and her hand was inside his underwear. He quickly grabbed a handful of sand and threw it blindly at her.

"Ugh," he grunted in pain when her nails dug into his skin, "What happened to the woman who didn't want to force herself on me?!"

"She lost the man who made her feel like that! You should have let me die, Lucian!" She screamed at him, "I didn't want to live without you! I don't want to live without you!"

"Celine, I'm not dead!" He tried to reason with her, but she wasn't in her right state of mind. He felt the nails digging deeper into his skin, "Stop! It hurts!"

She ignored his pleas, her only focus was on his body.

"Celine, I love you. Please, listen─"

Her elbow hit his neck, pressing down on him. "Hush. No more lies."

Lucian's body became numb, and he stopped resisting, waiting for the moment to pass.

"At least the body's here, right?" He could hear her voice cracking, "At least the body's here."

He laid on the ground like a corpse, feeling his body being violated. She knew perfectly what his weak points were, making his body feel things it shouldn't be feeling in this situation.

He bit the back of his hand to keep himself from moaning. His body reacted despite his mind telling him to stop. He hated it. He hated losing control of the situation, and of himself. He hated feeling helpless.

The moon was the only witness to the two silhouettes on the ground.

Celine kept going until he reached his limit. And when she was done with him, she left his body on the ground, like a piece of trash.

Lucian remained on the ground, feeling dirty and pathetic. He never thought he would feel this way with her, not after everything they had been through.

He slowly sat up, and fixed his clothes, feeling a wave of disgust wash over him, doing all he could to keep his dignity together. A nonchalant expression on his face, his eyes empty. His heart and his mind were torn in two. ‎

Celine mounted the horse, "Take care of your body, I need it in good shape," she said coldly, before she left him alone with the moon.

'She thinks I'm a shackled… she thinks I sacrificed myself to save her… She knows about the shackled rules...that's why she did this...So that's why...'

He finally understood what happened in the hollow of the tree. Why she rejected his touch, and why she said the words she had said.

A laugh cracked his lips, and soon he couldn't stop laughing, his voice echoing in the canyon, reaching his ears and making him sound even more crazy.

'Liar? Me? What does she want me to say? That it wasn't me who sacrificed myself to save her, but her brother, who I killed?!'

Lucian laughed so hard that he was out of breath, but he continued to laugh, even when his lungs started to hurt from the lack of oxygen.

'Is this my retribution for everything I have done?! Is this what I deserve?!'

The laughter was interrupted by a coughing fit, his body trying to catch its breath.

Lucian fell on his side. His hands covered his head, and he took a deep breath to calm down, but he was still shaking.

Whether from laughter or something else, he wasn't sure.

He had no strength left to move. He felt drained, both mentally and physically. ‎

All the manipulation and mind games he had been doing to her, only to end up like this, a loser in his own game.

'She's not innocent either. She couldn't have been honest with me since the beginning, right? It wasn't just me who wanted to bind the other, right?'

He wanted to hate her.

He wanted to despise her, to blame her, to make her feel sorry for what she had done, but the anger wouldn't come to him. ‎

All he felt was an overwhelming pain that consumed his heart, his mind, and his soul.

He wanted to curl up into a ball and never wake up again.

"I guess that makes us even," Lucian whispered weakly.

Celine returned to pick the lipstick she had dropped earlier and stored it in her pocket, pausing at his words.

"I'm not going to repeat myself. Take care of your body or I will. You know which option is the better one," she threatened before leaving his sight, this time for good.

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╔═══ Author's note ════╗

Celine's POV next!

She will explain the shackleds into more details, including the ancestors' debts to the Gods.

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