Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 130 Arrival at the Spa

Violet's voice filtered through the Bluetooth headset, and Cicery pressed a button on it, whispering back, "Got it," before changing her trajectory. The night deepened, and after a day's sinister 'hunt', the wealthy patrons were somewhat exhausted, all seeking solace and reprieve within the spa.

The spa was meant to be gender-segregated, but Victor had dragged Flora there against her will.

Victor was lounging in the hot spring, his head tilted back, eyes closed.

But he soon frowned, opened his eyes, and looked displeased to find Flora Harrison straddling him. "You didn't eat? Is that all the strength you've got?"

Flora's entire body froze at his outburst, her face going pale, muscles tensing - she hadn't eaten at all.

Victor drew a deep breath. Flora's sudden tension managed to excite him momentarily, and he slowly relaxed his knitted brows. His hand reached out, gripping Flora's chin, forcing her to look up. His left hand patted her cheek as he instructed, "Like just now, got it?"

Flora, afraid to defy him, complied obediently.

To put it bluntly, she felt treated like an object, tossed around at someone else's whims.

Victor sighed deeply and exhaled upwards.

However, the initial tension was gone and after nearly an hour, Flora was running out of strength...

Tears misting her eyes, Flora spoke weakly, "Victor, I haven't eaten all evening, I can't... I don't have the strength."

She had been terrified by an encounter with a predator in the woods during the day and had arrived at the spa without eating afterwards.

Fearful of Victor's aggression, Flora knelt submissively, finding it the only way to ease her days.

Victor's irritability subsided when he heard Flora Harrison's gentle voice. He had his hand on her waist but suddenly shoved her away.

As she rose from the hot spring, Flora's eyes filled with confusion while looking at Victor's handsome face.

His heart eased at her bewildered expression; he adored her innocent allure.

Victor then stood up from the hot spring and sat on its edge, gazing down at Flora's face the epitome of purity.

"Uh... Victor?"

He gently caressed her fair cheek with his hand, then playfully patted her face. His dark eyes teased her, drawn to the bewitching beauty that recent events had intensified. "Didn't you say you were hungry?" He smirked.

"Huh?" Flora was puzzled by his words.

In the next second, her head was forcefully pushed down, and Victor, with a grim smile, said sternly, "This is for you."

...

Meanwhile, Cicery was closing in on the hot spring where Josh Fudge was staying. The entrance was guarded by two bodyguards, while another just went inside to report.

She had no choice but to slowly climb through a nearby window and hide behind a folding screen in the room.

"Those two girls weren't taken in by Sylvester," said one person in the room.

Josh Fudge, sitting inside the hot spring, his back to the bodyguard, frowned. "What happened? Did those two dames cross Sylvester?"

The bodyguard didn't know why the two girls were sent back and confessed, "I'm not sure. But Sylvester didn't touch them, he just sent them away."

"He just let them go? Without doing anything?"

"Yes."

Josh heaved a sigh of relief at the bodyguard's confirmation. "Seems Sylvester isn't mad. Alright, you can go."