{Gender-bend Redo of a Healer x Yandere reader: love tastes bitter❣️}

❣️Chapter 3❣️

(A/n, Ngl I kinda rushed with this chapter, sorry, promise that I will take my time with the next one)

Third Pov

Tired, that was literally the second feeling, besides pain, that (y/n) felt during her time with Fiore and his two comrades Blade and Bullet. As she would aimlessly follow them, healing any injuries that had found themselves on their bodies as they finished their battles.

She honestly couldn't count how many times she had collapsed on duty.

Fiore:"*frown* You know you could try fighting a bit too. Man, what a useless, filthy wench you are!"

Bullet:"No, I think (y/n) is doing very well for us! Her healing comes in handy too!"

Fiore:"*smile* You are simply acting like a good person. Are you not the one doing the most despicable things to her?"

Blade:"*smirk* Very true. If I were (y/n) I would've offed myself ages ago"

Bullet:"Don't say such awful things! I for one am spoiling (y/n)!"

That's right, nighttime....how could she forget the things that happened during night. Forget the time when Fiore forced her to sit naked in his tent and beg like a dog for more drugs.

Fiore:"*smirk while blushing* My~ what a good little kitty you are~ since you've groveled so nicely I'll give you your reward"

Instead of giving it to her, Fiore poured the liquid on his member and watched as she began licking and sucking it on his command. The prince moaned and pushed her head even further, causing her to choke a bit, before finally climaxing in her mouth.

A smile gracing his face as he sees her have a little trouble before swallowing both his cum and drug down. His smile however soon turned into a disgusted frown as he notices how perky her nipples had gotten.

Angered by the girl's obvious arousal, the prince grabbed tightly onto her right breast. (Y/n) couldn't help but whimper as his sharp nails dig themselves into her flesh and blood trickled down her body.

Fiore:"*glare* You filthy wench! Are you seriously getting turned on right now? In your station as a revolting commoner, you got excited over nobility like me?"

(Y/n):"P...Please...."

Fiore:"Utter insolence! Get the hell outta my tent!"

(Y/n)'s torment didn't end there though. The moment she stepped foot out of his tent, she was brutally slapped, and beaten by blade on the cold wet grass.

Blade:"*glare* Tch! You Damn filthy woman! You think you'll get away with touching and licking Prince Fiore?! A mere peasant like you has no right!"

When the pain had ceased, (y/n) did nothing but breathe sparingly as blade's roaming eyes landed on her tongue. While yes, it was true that he hated women with a passion, and he utterly despised that the thought came to his head.

This was his only way of becoming "one" with Fiore. So, with desperation, he slammed his mouth onto hers. Moaning as their tongues intertwined with each other and the taste of Fiore's cum.

After he was satisfied, Blade continued to glare down at the broken girl and proceeded to spit on her cheek before walking away. Of course, when she wasn't being beaten by Blade, she would find herself in Bullet's rose filled tent.

Lying once again, helpless on the ground as the gun hero would both beat and rape her any time she showed fear. Proclaiming he was "sorry" and every punishment he gave her was out of tough love. Time and time again, she was forced to put up with each men's abuse.