CHAPTER THIRTY 'Wild'

*** The next day

“Master I heard from Alaric that you got drunk last night, are you okay? I've already prepared the hungover soup.”

Violet brushed her hair in front of the mirror, fully clean and dressed. She was looking forward to the day.

As for getting drunk, she didn't remember anything regarding it. All she knew was she felt better after the previous day. It seemed she had found a gem.

“Uak, there's wine in the kitchen, right?”

Uak nodded, “Master, why do you ask about that?”

“I want to drink.”

Uak gasped, “You? No no no, you shouldn't drink! You just had some yesterday and don't you remember what happened yesterday? So embarrassing.”

Violet stood from the table. “Did Alaric tell you that?”

Uak sighed and Violet smirked, “Then I'll have to ask him myself directly. I'm a warrior but also a god, it's impossible for me to do anything embarrassing while drunk. I was probably elegant and poised as I slept on the table, it is his good luck that he even got to see me in that state.”

Uak jaw dropped.

Why was her master suddenly acting narcissistic? Could it be the effect of the wine she drunk?

“Master I have prepared the hungover soup please go downstairs with me to have a taste.” Uak said with a bow but she did not receive a response. When she looked up, Violet was gone. 

**

Violet entered the library in the mansion where Alaric was reading. Even with her appearance, he didn't notice her as he was immersed in the book.

Violet rolled her eyes, “So you have a library in this mansion and you refused to tell me.”

Alaric looked up from his book and gasped when he saw her.

Could it be she remembered that he hugged her and came here for revenge?

“Purple head,” He said, “You've wake up?”

“As you can see ” Violet rolled her eyes.

He stood up from the chair he was sitting and bowed slightly, “It's not that I didn't want to tell about the library, I just didn't want to bother you with something as trivial as this.”

“That's for sure,” Violet said, “I am someone important after all, it'd be inappropriate to bother me with such trivialities. By the way, Uak said that I did embarrassing things after I drunk wine, care to explain more on that?”

Alaric eyes widened, he was doomed. Why would Uak mention such a thing to Violet? Wait.. if Violet about it, did it mean she did not remember what she did after getting drunk the previous night?

Then.. that was an easy thing to fix.

“Purple head—”

“—Call me your highness or your grace or my goddess.” Violet interupted. Alaric was a bit stunned, she didn't mind being called purple head before.

“Well.. your highness,”

Violet nodded in contentment, “Go on.”

“You didn't do anything embarrassing last night, I'm the one who couldn't serve you well so I felt embarassed about it.” Alaric blatantly lied.

“Of course,” She continued, “A mortal like yourself has no inner grace to treat me perfectly well. Mortals are so messy.”

Alaric blinked, was it him or was Violet becoming narcissistic?

“By the way, these days, I want you to send more wine to the mansion today. I feel great after drinking it.”

Alaric eyes widened and Violet disappeared from his sight. He dropped the book. There was no way.. Was Violet planning to drink more wine these days?

He facepalmed himself, he was doomed.

He was the one who asked her to drink last night. Perhaps he could make things right by convincing her that wine wasn't as good as it seemed, maybe she'd stay away from it.

Without hesitation, he barged out of the library and went down to the kitchen. Unfortunately, what he saw next was scary. Three bottles that used to contain wine were broken on the floor.

His heart skipped a beat as he checked the cabinet where he'd store the wine. They were all gone.

“VIOLET!!!!!!!”

He ran out of the kitchen and started calling Uak's name but she seemed to be missing as well. He checked their room and there was no trace of them. He sighed and teleported himself to the garden first, he caught a whiff of Violet scent and relaxed a bit. She was still around here.

Then he walked through the tall trees and caught shards of broken bottles.

There were a lot of cleaning waiting for him 

His thoughts disappeared when he saw two female silhouettes that resembled that of Violet and Uak. “Don't tell me Uak also drunk some wine?” 

He walked closer to the tree where two familiar female were drinking and giggling.

“Your highness,” He said upon noticing the solemn look on her face. Maybe she wasn't drunk, maybe she had it all under control this time.

"“Are you okay?” He asked.

Violet did not respond, instead, she looked at a drunk Uak and whispered under her breath, “Annoying.” Then she pushed Uak off the tree and Alaric was quick to catch her. He placed her down while holding her up with his left hand.

“Violet that is too farfetched, how could you push Uak like that?”

Violet smirked, “Do you really want to argue with me?”

She strecthed her hand and a sparkling dagger appeared on her palm. She giggled gleefully and pointed the dagger at Alaric and Uak as she jumped off the tree.

Alaric ran with Uak who was trying to keep her head straight while Violet chased after them, giggling gleefully.

This went on for hours that Uak even recovered from her drunken state but she felt to hungover to run. Eventually, she collapsed on the floor and Alaric couldn't save her in time. Surprisingly, Violet didn't chase Uak anymore, she only focused on Alaric who was now breathing heavily.

Maybe if he also pretended to be unconscious, she would give up. So he fell on the ground and closed his eyes.

“No!” Violet gasped and fell next to him on the ground, “Is he dead?” she gasped loudly and ran her hands through his face. Then she brought her face closer to his and laughed, “You are not dead, you! Are you trying to fool me? What if I make you dead for real? That would be more realistic.”

Alaric heartbeat fastened and he opened his eyes only to see Violet dagger about to stab him. He gasped and held her hands, preventing the dagger from reaching him.

Violet laughed, “You're no match for me.” Then she climbed on top of him, her legs on either side of his hips. 

Alaric became scared. She was too close to him. She started to push the dagger closer to him and he held her hands tightly, trying to remove the dagger from her hands.

She grinned and adjusted herself on him, her body directly on top of his private organ. He could feel himself getting hard as she grinded herself directly on his crouch without any self awareness.  His face were sweaty and he tried to think of other things while Violet tried to kill him and seduce him at the same time.

“Violet please,” He said, his eyes filled with pain and pleasure. “Please get away from me, you're hurting me.”

Violet laughed, “Doing this hurts?” she queried, increasing the pressure on his body.

“no no no!” Alaric cried, feeling himself get hard. Violet gasped, freezing on top of him. “What in the world is that?”

Alaric looked at her confused state, this was his chance. He slid the dagger out of her hand and tossed it across of them. Violet gasped and Alaric lifted her with his arms and got off the ground, lifting her with him. “What Is that?” Violet pointed to his fully erected private part.

Alaric cleared his throat and grabbed her hands, holding them tightly, he teleported them both to her room and quickly created a boundary around the room so she's unable to leave.

“Alaric!” Violet said, trying to reach him but she couldn't due to the boundary seperating them both in the room.“Please don't leave me here, I want to play with you.”

A sigh escaped his lips. You mean torture me?

He ignored her cute eyes and puppy poute. That wouldn't fool him. Then he rushed to his room, trying to find a way to solve the problem she'd caused. He had never been this hard in his life, it was almost painful.

What could he do? He was still a virgin even though he was all mighty and powerful to some people. He felt a bit embarassed that he easily got a boner from a drunk Violet. He felt irresponsible too, he was older, how could he get a boner from someone who had no idea what she was doing. Although she was s god and her soul was probably older than his, it was still inappropriate. He couldn't think of her in a sexually manner. He didn't deserve to, after all, he was the reason she went through a lot.

Then his mind went to the previous day when she was wearing only her undergarments.

How her body felt against his when he embraced her.. How beautiful she looked when she danced. Her big beautiful eyes and pout.

Alaric was breathing heavily now as his boner grew bigger everytime he thought of her.

It was too painful, he had to relief herself if not he could literally die.

He ran to the bathroom and started getting himself off to the imagery of her face and how she grinded against him earlier. He imagined they were both naked and there were no clothes dividing them from each other. He closed his eyes tightly and let his imagination run wild.

He let out a loud groan and felt something in him building up.

He remembered Violet's parted lips and imagined her taking him into her mouth. How blissful would that be?

His groan became louder and louder. Then, he exploded.

He stared down at the mess he created and immediately felt guilty. How could he face Violet after this?