My SuperVillain System: Building Legion of SSS-Ranked SuperHeroines
Chapter 36- Thalia’s Escape

Chapter 36: Chapter 36- Thalia’s Escape

Location: Hotel Lustre Paradise, Hero City

The balcony door clicked shut behind her. A crisp gust swept through the second-floor room of Hotel Lustre, tugging at the pale curtains as if they, too, wanted to escape.

"Aagh! Damn you, Cruxius!" Thalia hissed, yanking the silky drapes off their rod like a woman possessed. "You maniacal, perverted-brained, ego-dripping son of a—"

Rage bubbled in her chest, and the image of him—smirking, shirt half-unbuttoned, firmly ordering the guards to bring her into this hotel for a bath as if she were some prisoner—only poured gasoline on it. His voice echoed in her mind: // You’ll have to take a bath; I can’t love a stinky pig. Follow those guards and wait inside the hotel room....as I would love it if you gift me a surprise small bath together. //

"Oh, yes, why not," she muttered sarcastically, twisting the fabric into a makeshift rope. "Stinky pig? Your mother is a stinky pig!"

’!’

thud

"Kurgh!—oww, sorry Aunty, your son is just a bastard." While tying the makeshift rope out of the curtain and standing on the stool, her body stumbled back, falling directly on her hip.

With the sting of pain, she slowly got up, rubbing her butt while realizing that she shouldn’t insult someone’s parent.

From just outside the door, muffled voices of the guards drifted up, their footsteps indicating that they were on high alert.

// If she tries anything, break her leg. I’ll kill the rest of you if she gets out. //

’Who says that with a straight face?!’

’Damn that idiot Jenny, I will definitely break her legs for trapping me with a perverted demon?!’

she screamed internally, knotting another curtain to the growing line dangling off the balcony rail.

Her fingers moved fast, yet she couldn’t stop grumbling.

After all, anyone would snap if they were struggling to tear some clothes to make ropes for two hours.

’God, I pray those guards rest in peace.’ Yet, for the last time, she looked towards the door, knowing the fate of those guards once she escaped from this place, especially after how that lustrous demon had warned to kill them if she were to escape.

She kicked off her heels, winced, and whispered a panicked, "Ow-ow-ow," before scowling at the rope she’d crafted. "This better hold, or I’m coming back from the afterlife just to slap that smug smirk off your face, evil man."

One leg over.

"God, if you’re up there, I’m not asking for much. Just let gravity work for me today."

Second leg over.

"Aaah!" The moment her weight tugged on the fabric, she squealed—not out of fear, but at the mental image of Cruxius killing the guards when he found the empty room.

’No, don’t be sympathetic. I need to think about myself first.’ Thalia calmed her mind, focusing on her hand, given the wind outside was getting colder.

Hand over hand, she lowered herself, whispering curses in her heart with each knot passed.

’Academy can be dangerous; I need to first escape to some other city and let Cruxius fall for some other woman and lose interest in me.’ While moving, she planned to wait until Cruxius lost interest in her.

Given his wealth, no matter where she escaped, the possibility of her being caught was high. Even the Academy was not safe if he were to use his influence.

"How can someone be so disgusting? Can’t you just leave me alone, you perverted ugly man?"

A snap.

She froze. One knot gave a little.

"...I take it back! He is amazing! Kind! Sexy! A man any woman would cry for! Please God, I don’t want to die!"

Another creak.

SCRRCHH

’No, No, NO!’ Thalia’s eyes widened as she had covered two portions of the three and was just a few meters above the ground. But the curtains gave way. They didn’t when she tried to tear them from their rods. But now, when she tried to use them as ropes, her hand flailed, clearly falling as she tightly shut her eyes, already expecting to have some of her bones broken.

Swish

"If crashing into my arms was your idea of foreplay, I’ve got to say... I’m very turned on."

’!?’

’....No,’ Even though her body didn’t meet with the rough surface or any pain coming, she felt herself weightless, with firm arms holding her in a princess carry.

Yet even before that voice could tell her that she was in the hands of the most perverted man in the whole universe, she already felt the firm fingers groping her butt with a possessive grip—yeah, he was Cruxius.

"Let me down, now," her eyes snapped up, emerald eyes glaring as she firmly declared in a bold tone.

Cruxius smiled. The moonlight framed him like some kind of smug Greek god cosplaying as a villain. "Going somewhere, princess?"

Thalia stared, stunned, her limbs still draped in his arms like a bridal carry she did not sign up for.

"....I was hungry," Thalia tried to look but found Darithi standing nearby, completely looking towards the floor, not even at them as if thunderstruck by some shock.

’So, he even forced her too—,’ Thalia instantly realized there could not be any other reason for his such soft expression.

Cruxius just showed his perverted side even to that woman.

"I always catch what’s mine." Cruxius, seeing Thalia distracted, leaned, rubbing his nose on her cheek with his voice a mix of velvet, sin, and smugness wrapped together. "But I gotta admit, using the hotel’s finest curtains for an escape? Bold choice. Should I charge the damage to your room, or spank these for your bad behavior?"

"You egotistical—psychotic—man-child—" Thalia’s voice hitched as she felt him molding her rear where his hand had gripped it, pressing it like some dough.

"Oh no, no," he interrupted, grinning, moving towards the entrance of the hotel while clearly feeling the softness beneath his hand, his palm rubbing and fingers clenching the soft flesh hidden behind that same thin, torn floral skirt she wore. "Don’t stop now. Your curses turn me on."

She looked away, fuming with her jaws clenched, as her face flushed against her will the moment she noticed several guests and individuals looking in her direction while whispering, "Put me down, you pervert."

"Gladly," he said. And then whispered close to her ear, "But next time, let me tie the knots. I’m very good with ropes, especially when it comes to tying women..."

She slapped him—but he dodged even at point-blank.

He laughed.

"Thalia, save your energy....Once we finish our bath, you’re gonna want all the sleep you can get." Cruxius stared with a smirk on his face, giving a flirty gaze as he saw the people around looking in his direction.

Clearly, their eyes were pointing towards Thalia, who was embarrassed, evident from the rise in her body temperature.

The flush near her ears and cheeks intensified as she tried to clench her sword. This was definitely the first time she was being this vulnerable in front of so many people.

"Bath my ass...just put me down now," Thalia mumbled, clearly embarrassed, as she felt the click of cameras around her, mostly from the phones of individuals, as she buried her head in his shoulder, knowing that if she were to be captured with the sole heir of the Blac family, most probably, even if she escaped, people would recognize her, making it difficult for her to escape overall.

"Fine then, let’s bathe your ass first."

’!’

"Someone help me!" And there she goes into realization mode, thinking that she could use this moment to declare this man evil after listening to his intentions.

But, bad luck— they were already inside the hotel’s main door, which was soundproof.

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