006 - Can I bring a blanket?

"Do you have to ask?" Arthur asked.

"Huh?" I was silent for a moment, thinking about what he really wanted.

"You want to sleep with me?" My question made Arthur's eyes widen, but he didn't say anything.

"Is that yes or not?" I looked at him and hesitated.

Arthur grabbed my waist and lifted me onto his shoulder. He then walked to the side of the bed and unlocked the door.

The room was much smaller than Arthur's room, but much larger than the bathroom. There were many guns and weapons neatly arranged in the open cabinet around the room, which makes this room feel even scarier.

Arthur dropped me on the floor. Of course, I felt pain and shock at the same time.

He pulled my head and started to kiss my lips roughly. I had trouble breathing because of him.

I pushed him away, but his hands moved to tear off my clothes one by one until finally there was not a single piece of cloth on my body.

"W-wait." I crossed my arms over my chest and tried to cover my lower half. Somehow, I felt embarrassed toward him.

"I've seen it. There's no point in covering it up," Kylian whispered with a smile. I became even more embarrassed.

"Okay, let's do it from behind." Kylian Arthur turned me around and lifted my waist.

"Ack?!" I was a little surprised when his hand pressed my head to the cold floor. I couldn't see him anymore. I could only see a row of books beside me that were under the gun cabinet.

All Xenobeast types you need to know: weakest to strongest.

Xenobeast blood has been proven to heal minor to severe wounds.

Evidence of the Existence of the Eternal Professor in the Portal.

Rare plants from the portal produce waves that Xenobeasts avoid.

All those titles on the books caught my attention until I was smacked by Arthur. He made me feel pain and burning inside.

"Uh." I felt a strange sensation as his hand stroked the sensitive area on my breast.

Again, Arthur inserted his over and over again. He didn't even hesitate to do whatever he wanted, making me unable to hold back my voice anymore.

My breath hitched. I felt so incredibly wet. My body was also lying on the cold floor. Arthur held my thighs and opened them wider.

Arthur didn't say anything. He played his fingers on my sensitive area.

Again, I felt pain and a burning sensation when Arthur entered me, but it wasn't as painful as the first time.

His fingers kept playing with my sensitive area, circling it and pinching it until I made a sound again.

Arthur suddenly pulled it out and did nothing. I felt that something was wrong, but Arthur just left. He left the room and closed the door tightly.

What does this mean? Why did he leave me like this? I got up and walked towards the door with a little pain inside as I walked.

"Locked?" I couldn’t believe that the door in front of me could not be opened.

"Arthur!" I knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

"Kylian Arthur, why are you being like this to me? Are you mad at me?” I asked, but all I got was silence.

"I don't know what made you angry, but I'm sorry."

Still no answer.

I sighed. "At least give me a blanket if you're going to lock me in here."

I didn't receive any response from Arthur. I had no choice but to go to my previous spot. However, I'm also curious about the row of books in the bottom cabinet.

I felt like I wanted to lean on something, but all around me were gun cabinets. I couldn't lean my back against anything, so I chose to sit on the floor even though it was very cold.

I also want to wear something, but all my clothes have already been ruined by him.

"It's cold," I grumbled while reading the book about plants on the portal. This coldness made me very uncomfortable.

BAM! The door swung open violently.

"What are you doing?" Arthur asked, now only wearing a towel.

Has he taken a shower? What kind of nonsense is this? Did he just leave me to take a shower?

"If I wronged you, I apologize."

"Of course you're wrong. You went out with another man at night," Arthur said, which immediately reminded me of Oskar.

"I didn't mean anything. I'm sorry."

"I have fulfilled your wish to marry me. I also took you to the best hospital on this base, but instead, you went with another man, made me wait a long time, and people kept yelling at me."

"I-I'm sorry."

"And now you can only apologize? You'd better use your body to satisfy me."

"O-okay." I put the book back down and faced Arthur. I spread my legs wide, letting Arthur see everything I had.

For a few moments, Arthur was silent. My heart kept beating, and I felt myself getting wetter.

"Fine." Arthur took off his towel. I could see what he had. What was that thing that had been inside me all this time? Ah...

I couldn't help but scream as Arthur slammed into me. When he shot inside, I felt an overwhelming sensation spread throughout my body, which made me feel weak.

**

"Are you okay?" Kylian asked as soon as I got out of the bathroom.

"Yes." I paused for a moment. "Do you have a change of clothes for me?"

"I don't have one, but you can wear my clothes that suit you," answered Kylian before he wrote something in his book.

I exhaled slowly and opened his wardrobe. It was clear that none of his clothes were my size. In the end I just wore his shirt without wearing any pants at all.

"Are you going to lock me up again?" I asked a little hesitantly.

"Yes." Arthur answered without hesitation.

"I see," I looked at the pile of newspapers in the rack. I'm sure Arthur is still mad at me.

"I'm going on patrol. You'd better go into the room."

"Can I bring a blanket? It's cold in there."

"Yes, bring it."

"Thank you." I took the blanket from the bed before entering Arthur's weapons room.

Arthur looked at me, who had already rolled my body up in the blanket. He didn't say anything and immediately closed the door.

I sighed. I had no choice but to accept it. I just hoped that his heart would melt and that he would treat me better in the near future.

Honestly, this isn't the first time I've been locked up like this. My father often locked me in the attic because my mother often abused me. However, my father frequently forgets the time when he goes out with other women.

At school, it was no different. I was often doused with water and locked in the bathroom for hours. They even did it without any clear reason, just to seek pleasure by hurting me.

What's the difference with Arthur? At least I know he has a reason to be mad at me. I also remember how Oskar spoke to him. Arthur must have been furious, but he held himself back.

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. At least there was something to read here. All these nonfiction books felt like novels to me. How can there be a sunflower that is light blue in color? All these photos look real, but they also seem unusual at the same time.