The Rich Cultivator
Chapter 230. Isha (1/2)

Chapter 230: 230. Isha (1/2)

Tyler stepped into the house, his gaze still lingering on the beast girl who had invited him in. Her grayish skin seemed to glow faintly under the soft light filtering through the room, while her pointed ears gave a subtle twitch. Her white hair, styled elegantly back, shimmered like threads of moonlight, and the golden circlet resting on her forehead only enhanced her otherworldly beauty.

Her outfit was intricate and provocative, a dark bodice with bold cutouts revealing tantalizing glimpses of her chest, connected by ornate golden accessories. The armor-like details on her arms and legs gave her an air of strength and grace, while her digitigrade legs ended in clawed, animal-like feet, adding a primal allure to her already stunning presence.

The girl’s golden eyes bore into him, filled with curiosity and intensity, making Tyler’s pulse quicken. The air between them felt heavy, almost charged with unspoken tension. Tyler cleared his throat, trying to focus as she handed him a cup of water.

"Thank you," he said, his voice steady despite his racing thoughts.

The girl offered a faint smile. "It’s not often we get visitors here. What brings you to our little village?"

Tyler hesitated, glancing over his shoulder as if Lily might burst in at any moment. He needed to tread carefully here.

"My name is Ty... Oops... Brown..." Tyler started but immediately winced at his awkward slip.

The girl tilted her head, her expression puzzled. "Tyopps Brown?"

Tyler sighed and waved it off. "No, it’s Tyler White." After a moment of thought, he decided there was no point in lying about his name. This situation was already confusing enough.

"Alright," the girl said, her tone shifting as she closed the door behind him. "Shall we start?"

Tyler blinked, taken aback. "Just like that?"

"Yup, just like that," she replied confidently, nodding.

Tyler shifted uncomfortably but nodded. "Alright..."

Before he could even step forward, the girl stepped away and returned moments later holding a long, rod-like object with a mushroom-shaped top. Tyler’s eyes widened as panic surged through him.

"Uh... wait, what?" he stammered, instinctively taking a step back.

"Relax," she said, waving her hand dismissively. She moved to the wall and inserted the strange object into a hidden slot. With a soft click, a section of the wall slid open, revealing a small hidden shelf lined with boxes.

Tyler wrinkled his nose as a heavy, unfamiliar scent wafted out. His voice came out sharp and incredulous. "Drugs?"

The girl nodded casually, as though it were the most normal thing in the world. "Yes. These are forbidden substances with unique hallucinogenic properties. Each one is designed to stir specific emotions and create perfect illusions. For example..." She picked up a small box and opened it, letting a faint powdery scent escape. "This one can make your deepest fantasies feel real with just a little sniff."

"So... you’re just a drug dealer?" Tyler sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"What were you thinking?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I thought you were, you know... a beautiful woman inviting me to your house with a wink..." Tyler admitted, feeling a little awkward.

"Huh... me, beautiful?" she said, her cheeks flushing slightly before she coughed to cover it up. "Ah... that was just a signal. Many students buy drugs from us..."

"Us?" Tyler asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Half of this village," she explained nonchalantly. "This village is under the Federation. They don’t really care about it. Plus, these drugs are used for potions and pill-making. It’s not all bad."

"Oh..." Tyler nodded thoughtfully, his eyes drifting toward the rows of boxes. He stepped closer to examine them.

"Also... I— I..." She hesitated, then added, "My name is Isha."

"That’s a cute name," Tyler said, flashing a small smile.

Isha blushed faintly. "I’m sorry for giving you the wrong idea earlier."

"It’s okay. It’s my fault for jumping to conclusions," Tyler replied, shrugging lightly. "Though, in my defense, you are incredibly charming. I might have just been clouded by your beauty."

His words made Isha flustered, her golden eyes darting away for a moment. Tyler stepped closer again, glancing at the drugs on display, though his real focus was on her.

"I— I’m..." she stammered before blurting out, "I’m married."

"Oh..." Tyler stepped back, giving her space. He understood what that meant. When a woman mentioned being married or having a boyfriend, it was usually a polite way of saying, don’t pursue me. Tyler respected that boundary.

"But..." she sighed, her voice softening. "My husband rarely sees me..."

Tyler hesitated for a moment before stepping a little closer.

"But I still love him," she continued, her voice firm.

Tyler took a step back.

"But that love... it’s fading," she admitted quietly, her voice carrying a trace of sadness.

Tyler moved closer again, his eyes meeting hers.

The air between them felt heavier now, charged with something unspoken.

"But—" she started to say something else, only for Tyler to gently place a finger against her lips.

"Shhh... no buts," he whispered, his voice low and soothing.

The room fell silent for a moment as they stood there, his finger resting softly on her lips. Isha’s golden eyes widened slightly, and a faint flush crept back onto her cheeks.

Suddenly, Tyler’s finger brushed her lips. He used his thumb to open up her mouth a little. Then he kissed her. She tried to struggle but Tyler’s grip was so powerful. His tongue knocked her teeth open and it entangled with her tongue.

Before she could even understand what happened she was pushed down.

Her clothes were torn.

"Please stop... Please don’t... I don’t even know you..." She cried.

But Tyler like a beast pounced on her, naked. Soon her cry for help echoed in the room but no one came. Tears flowed from her eyes.

"What is this some sort of scam?" Tyler suddenly said.

Isha didn’t understand.

Suddenly Tyler kissed her again. Then he took his thingy and inserted in her mouth. He then forced her head front and back. Like a soul less doll her head moved front and back while thick long object in her mouth.

Something splashed inside her mouth.

"Drink it..." she also heard Tyler voice. She subconsciously drank it and his thing was again forced in her mouth.

Soon her eyes regained clarity.

She is now sitting on the sofa while holding the key of shelf in her mouth. Tyler is standing next to her with an potion in a test tube.

"What happened?" she looked around in confusion. Because Tyler is not naked and her dresses were not torn.

"Remember? You took that small box and said it could make your deepest fantasies feel real with just a little sniff," Tyler said, his tone calm but tinged with amusement.

She nodded.

"Well," Tyler continued, leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed, "you sniffed it."

"..." A heavy silence filled the room.

"So everything was just happened was.... Not real?" She asked while burning with embarrassment.