DEVIOUS LOVE

Chapter 36 - Shameless

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"Is there something wrong with the castle food?" Lisa calmly asked in a frigid voice, a cruel smile upon his sharp features. His eyes were set ablaze. It was just food. Eating it was as easy as opening the mouth, chewing, then swallowing. Surely, it wasn't too hard for her?

"No, the food is delicious," Jennie admitted. She brushed strands of hair behind her ears, searching for a way to distract herself.

Jennie didn't like his frustration. She would've preferred it if he was violent. That way, she could predict his next moves. But he was too peaceful, even when irked. She couldn't understand how and why. What gave him this much patience?

"Then why won't you eat, Jennie?" Lisa asked.

Jennie wrung her fingers together. He was intensely watching her, his gaze boring a hole into her skull. She wondered if he knew what she was thinking. But mind-reading was not a written power of a Pure-Bred. Or so, she hoped it... it would be a terrifying ability.

"I'm sorry," she finally said.

Lisa loudly sighed. He settled the plate of cookies onto the table. Then, he gripped her chin. He forced her to look up at him. She had a habit of lowering her head and gaze. It was not the behavior of a Princess.

"Don't apologize when you did nothing wrong," he snapped.

"But you're mad at me."

"I—" he paused.

Lisa didn't realize he was irritated at her. He pressed his lips together. "I'm not mad at you."

"Your eyes... they're burning right through me."

Lisa swallowed. He had always enjoyed touching her soft skin. Strangely, wherever she touched, it tingled. Whether or not she was aware of the effect, she didn't show it.

"I'm not mad," he repeated in a firmer voice.

Lisa gingerly grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away from his face. It was hurting her. He saw her stand upon her tippy-toes.

"But you will eat," he said.

Lisa noted her sullen frown. Her eyes slightly shifted left and right. What was she doing? Calculating?

"Eat what...?" she slowly asked.

Lisa narrowed his eyes. He recalled her untouched salad. She was good at fooling people. He thought she had taken a bite of the food, but in reality, she had played with it.

The fork never went inside of her mouth.

"Soup and sandwich," Lisa responded. It would be difficult to hide the soup portion from dwindling.

"Okay."

"You're going to drink the soup with a spoon and eat the sandwich with your hands, no fork and knife."

Jennie's shoulders dropped.

Lisa's eyes turned cold. He knew it. She was deliberately tricking him. But why? What was the reason for starving herself? Did she find p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e in doing so? She weighed like a feather. What more did she want?!

"I'm doing this for your own good, Jennie."

"Sure, Lisa."

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Jennie thought she could get away with it. No one ever noticed it. The technique she used was never pointed out by anyone. Except him. She unwillingly sat upon the same chair as earlier.