Rehab for SuperVillains (18+)
Chapter 224: complete brat

Chapter 224: complete brat

Tila’s black eyes flashed, her voice a blade. "Then you should’ve let us die."

The words cut through the room, sharp and final, silencing the faint hum of the power lines outside.

Lila’s head snapped toward her, her black eyes wide with shock. "Tila, shut up—"

"Being locked in your stupid ’rehab’ was worse than death!" Tila shouted, her voice raw, her blanket slipping, her breasts briefly exposed before she yanked it back, her face flushed with rage. "You talk about chances, but all you did was cage us!"

"Tila—" Lila snapped, her voice sharp, her curls bouncing, her hands clutching the blanket tighter.

"I mean it!" Tila yelled, her black eyes burning, her body trembling. "It was a prison! You—"

SLAP.

The sound cracked through the room like thunder, sharp and deafening.

Lila’s hand was outstretched, trembling, her black eyes wide with a mix of anger and desperation.

Tila’s face was turned to the side, a red mark blooming on her cheek, her black eyes wide with disbelief, her breath caught, the blanket slipping slightly, her breasts hidden but her posture frozen.

Her hand rose slowly, fingers brushing the heated mark, her jaw clenched tight, her breath uneven.

"That’s enough," Lila said, her voice firm, composed, cutting through the room like a blade.

Her black eyes were steady, her curly hair bouncing as she leaned forward, the blanket slipping slightly but held tight to cover her breasts.

"You’re being stupid, Tila. Ungrateful and stupid."

Tila’s gaze darted away, her jaw tight, but she stayed silent, her fingers gripping the blanket, her black eyes smoldering with unspoken defiance.

Lila turned to Kael, her tone softening, her black eyes shimmering with guilt.

"I’m sorry... for both of us. We made a mistake. Trusted the wrong person, and it almost got us killed." She bowed her head, her curls falling forward, her voice low.

"It was a bad call. We will never do anything reckless like that again. Thank you for coming for us."

Kael blinked, caught off guard by the slap and now her apology, a strange, satisfying calm washing over him, as if Lila’s outburst had lanced the room’s tension.

He sighed, stepping forward cautiously, his torn coat swaying, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"You know," Kael began, his hazel eyes on Tila, his voice soft and calm, "I told myself if you two ever turned on me, I’d walk away. Pack up, ditch this whole rehab idea for you."

He paused, looking down, then met their gazes again, his expression raw, vulnerable. "But when I saw what happened... when I saw you with the Reaper... even then, I couldn’t let go."

His voice dropped, softer, gentler, a warmth threading through his words. "I’ve spent so much time with you two. Watching movies, talking, eating, knowing you better."

Lila’s lips twitched into a faint smile, her black eyes softening.

Tila glanced sideways, her scowl easing, but she stayed quiet, her fingers loosening on the blanket.

"Yelling at me every time I open the door like it’s your damn job." His eyes glinted, warm, familiar. "Somewhere along the line, I started caring more than I probably should."

He leaned closer, his hand reaching out, gently caressing Tila’s cheek—the one Lila had slapped moments ago.

His touch was warm, grounding, using his empathetic resonance to soothe her lingering anger, her skin tingling under his fingers.

Tila flinched but didn’t pull away, her black eyes flickering, a mix of defiance and vulnerability.

"You think I could’ve walked away?" Kael said, his voice low, earnest. "Your lives are worth more than that. To me, they are."

The room fell silent.

Lila’s gaze dropped to her lap, her black eyes churning with guilt, gratitude, and something deeper.

Tila’s mouth opened, a retort forming, but nothing came, her breath catching, her blanket slipping slightly, her breasts briefly exposed before she tugged it back.

Kael’s voice softened further, his eyes searching theirs. "Why did you fight the Reaper?"

Tila’s mouth twitched, her black eyes conflicted, a flicker of shame crossing her face.

Lila glanced at her sister, then at Kael, her voice low, hesitant. "Because... she asked for you."

Kael blinked, his breath catching. "What?"

"She wanted us to bring you to her," Lila said, her black eyes steady but heavy, her curls framing her flushed face. "Said she’d use you to twist heroes into villains. Use your powers. Corrupt them."

Tila’s expression hardened, her black eyes glinting with defiance. "We told her that we won’t do that to you."

Kael’s chest swelled, a warm pulse of gratitude and disbelief flooding him.

They’d fought the Reaper—for him.

A choice he hadn’t dared hope for, not after their betrayal, their flight with her.

"Thank you," he said, his voice sincere, raw, his dark eyes meeting theirs. "For standing up for me."

He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Lila, his touch gentle, using his empathetic resonance to amplify her sense of safety, her warmth against him grounding.

She didn’t hesitate, leaning into the hug, her arms slipping around his back, the blanket slipping slightly, her bare breasts brushing his chest through his shirt, a fleeting, accidental intimacy neither acknowledged, their focus on the moment’s weight.

Then he turned to Tila, his arms open.

She tensed, clutching the blanket tighter, her black eyes wide, her face flushing red.

"Don’t you fucking dare—!" she hissed, her legs kicking under the covers, her breasts hidden but her body rigid.

Kael grinned, undeterred, and pulled her into a warm, tight embrace, his resonance soothing her anger through his touch, her skin tingling against his.

Tila squirmed in her blanket cocoon, her cheeks blazing, her voice a flustered hiss. "Y-You pervert! Get off me!"

He chuckled, holding her a moment longer before letting go, her black eyes glaring but softening, a reluctant warmth in their depths.

Lila giggled behind her palm, her black eyes glinting with amusement at her sister’s embarrassment, her curls bouncing as she leaned back.

"Alright," Kael said, standing, smoothing his shirt, his dark eyes warm but firm.

"You two need rest. Proper rest. You’re safe here. Liss is next door, and this place?" He gestured to the villa, its high-tech security a silent guardian. "It’s a fortress. Take it easy for a day or two, yeah?"

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