Protagonist! Please Stay Away from Me!
Chapter 41: A Man in Black

Chapter 41: A Man in Black

Sharon’s POV—

I tore the sleeves of my dress and used it to wipe away the disgusting fluids on my face.

[It was an intense fight. Host, you should head back and call for help. Your arm is bleeding too much.]

"I can handle this. You don’t need to worry about me," I gritted out. Fuck! My arm is really hurting too much. A part me really wants to go away and leave all this mess behind... but I can’t. If I do this, not only my plan would fail but also, a lot of people would die. And this won’t sit well with my conscience.

I ripped the hem of my dress and tightly wrapped it around my injured arm. I did this to buy more time. I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up. I need to deal with Heriedieck as soon as possible. Keeping that in mind, I quickly climbed down the stairs.

When I reached the place, where I had last seen Heriedieck... I didn’t find him there. Did that guy escape? I ran and searched across the whole mansion. He wasn’t here anymore. It was as if he was swallowed by the mansion.

Suddenly, my eyes fell on two round objects. They had a very shady appearance. I slowly treaded towards them. Reaching near them, I crouched down and observed them. They were reeking with mana. It was like huge quantity of mana was suppressed in both of them.

These two were the bombs, which they planned to use. Did Heriedieck forget them? Or he deliberately left them behind? Argh, fuck it! For now, it doesn’t matter. What matters is, I have secured the bombs.

"It looks like you have found them," said an unfamiliar voice.

I quickly turned behind to see a man dressed up in completely black coloured clothes. He had a mask on his face, hiding his face. Yet, it couldn’t hide his voice. It was a heavy voice, filled with sarcasm and smugness.

How?! How didn’t I sense him at all? If he wanted, he could have killed me already. A chill ran down my spine just by thinking about it.

"Who are you? How long have you been watching me? Answer me!" I yelled at him.

He didn’t answer me and just laughed at my words. "Why the fuck are you laughing?" I yelled again.

Composing himself, he replied, "I am laughing at your cluelessness. Are you feeling something now? Like... something is out of your hands and you can’t grasp it even after trying very hard. Tut-tut... I have expected something more from you... Your Majesty."

My pupils were blown apart from his words. How?! How the fuck did he know this? Except me and Kaerin, nobody knows about my disguise. Did he see through my disguise? No! It is impossible. Even after fighting this much, my disguise is still intact. So, how did this guy know about my real identity?

"What are you talking about? I am not the emperor," I lied. More like, I tried to deny it. But the man shook his head in exasperation. He said, "There is no need to lie to me. I know all your ins and outs, Sharon. You may not remember me though, I remember you."

He knows me? I don’t have any fucking memory about this man. He is lying.

’System, do I know this man?’

[... Host, I don’t think you know him.]

Even the system says that I don’t know him. This guy is just bluntly lying at my face.

"You are lying. I don’t know you. Don’t just lie to my face," I sneered at him.

"You do know me. There is no way you don’t know me. Sharon, I miss you. You know, after you left me... I realised your true value. This time nobody will take you away from me. Not even me."

I flinched at his ominous words. Where the fuck did this creep come from? Suddenly, he appeared right in front of me. This feat of his shocked me to my very core. I immediately jumped back in surprise and created some distance between us.

"What? Are you scared?" taunted the man.

Is he mocking me? Angered by his attitude, I tried to punch him. He easily caught my punch. Seeing the punch didn’t work, I conjured a dagger and tried to stab him with it. He just flicked it away from my hand and grabbed both of my arms with a single hand. I used all my strength to break from his hold, only for him to grip my hands tighter. Fuck! This is gonna leave marks on my hands.

"Leave me!" I ordered him.’

"Why? You can’t free yourself?" he put his face on my neck and inhaled my scent, "I really miss your scent." I shuddered in disgust from this action of his.

"Take your damn face away from my neck."

"Scared that I might mark you? Don’t worry I will not mark you. Not now but... in future maybe."

Fear was clearly evident in my face. Seriously, who is this guy? How could he know about all these things?

"Tell me, who’s the one who informed you about all these things? I will kill you if you don’t tell me," I warned him.

"Kill me? Me? What a joke!" his voice turned from sarcasm to serious, "I will tell you this only once. Your body, soul... everything, belongs to me and me only. Don’t let yourself get hurt."

"My body?! My soul?! You think that I belong to you? It’s you who is joking now, not me. Let me be the one to tell you this. I... do... not... belong... to... anyone," I sneered.

The man wanted to tell something but abstained himself by gritting his teeth. Suddenly, a loud noise was heard.

"It seems ’she’ is here already," the man muttered under his breath.

"Who?"

The man closed his eyes and said, "I hope you will like this. Sharon, next time... I won’t be merciful. I hope this will teach you a lesson."

Saying that, the man vanished, as if he teleported. Before I could take a sigh of relief, my body started to heat up and my vision blurred. These symptoms... I know it very well! I am in heat. But why? Why now? I couldn’t maintain my balance and fell on the floor. A thought entered my mind which scared the crap out of me. Did... did that man do this? Can he trigger... my heat?