Insult
2843 Words
In mid-July， the blazing sun is like fire.
The campus was bustling with the cheerful laughter and voices of young boys and girls.
Iris walked through the door， the sunlight making her skin a bit flushed. She lowered her head; although everyone yearned for a beautiful tan， she couldn't stand the harsh sunlight， which made her skin feel a bit painful.
Suddenly， someone leaned against Iris's shoulder， disrupting her train of thought. Before she could see clearly， she heard a familiar laugh and knew without a doubt that it was that kid Zane.
Speaking of Zane， the two of them also became acquainted through a fight.
When Zane was a child， he was a little bully in their area， often picking on younger kids. At that time， he thought Iris was pretty and quiet， assuming she was someone who would just endure and be easy to bully， but he ended up getting a solid beating.
Since then， Zane often stayed with Iris， and his parents frequently invited her over. Iris was excellent in her studies and good-looking; she wasn't very warm or talkative but was very well-mannered and polite. Especially after hearing about Iris's family situation from Zane， they couldn't help but want to treat Iris like their own daughter. For this reason， Zane often complained to Iris that she seemed more like his parents' biological child.
“Yo Ice Queen! Fogot where my locker is?“ Zane started to complain as he caught up with Iris.
“f**k these exams. Who actually understands these shits?It's like hieroglyphics with numbers.“
“Had a nightmare about Hemingway last night-dude laughed at my college essay!“
………
Iris automatically ignored the chatterbox beside her along the way; one of them was enthusiastic and flamboyant， while the other was reserved and low-key. To have been friends for so many years， it was thanks to Zane's thick skin.
“Hey， Iris， it looks like someone is fighting over there!“ Zane pointed to the left and stopped.
A few people not far to the left were surrounding a male figure on the ground， punching and kicking him， as if it were school violence.
“Holy s**t!-isn't that Jane? Mathlete who crushed you at states?“Zane patted Iris on the shoulder， suddenly remembering him.
Iris glanced over; she never meddled in others' affairs and left without a moment's pause， while Zane hurried to catch up with her.
When Iris entered the classroom， the blush on her face had not yet completely faded， and her loose hair was slightly disheveled. Kael Thorn， who had been lazily slumped in his chair， fixed his eyes on her the moment she walked in. Seeing Iris like this made it impossible for him to suppress the surging desires within him. He was once again reminded of the enticing gasps and the moist gaze from yesterday's darkness， and a wave of wicked thoughts surged into his mind， making him restless with impatience.
Iris came in with Zane， her ears still filled with his incessant chatter， not noticing Thorn's wolf-like gaze.
She came to her seat， not even glancing at Thorn， treating him as if he were air， which made Thorn's eyes darken slightly. Thorn smiled， truly... she was quite the handful..
Zane beside her snatched Iris's notebook in seconds to start catching up on homework， while Iris remained composed， clearly accustomed to this behavior long ago
Iris took some water on a piece of paper and wiped her face， her skin still stinging. Suddenly， a bone-chilling sound echoed from behind her.
“Made your decision?” Thorn played with the pen， admiring the flush on Iris's neck.
“……”
Iris mocked curtsy：“How could I refuse the Thorn heir's...generous hospitality？”
This time it's his turn to be surprised， he said with a teasing expression.“No negotiations. My house，my rules.Even the...extracurriculars.“
As Thorn muttered the last few words， Iris could clearly sense a taste of gritted teeth; it was truly... inexplicable.
“Do your worst， young master，just remember-I bite back.“
A faint smile curled at the corner of Thorn's mouth..
We have plenty of time ahead.
One day passed peacefully. Iris sat in her seat， and one by one， others began to leave. When only she and Kael Thorn were left， he tapped her desk with his hand and said casually，“Walk out alone， or let my men carry you?“
Iris did not flinch at all as she locked eyes with Thorn， sharing a smile，“I know where the door is.“
Having said that， she got up.
Thorn let out a sneer， walking side by side with Iris on the campus path.
Even though the sun had already set， the heat lingering in the air was still bothersome. At the entrance of the campus， a black SUV was parked in the corner. Thorn walked up and gentlemanly opened the door， his gaze waiting for Iris's reaction as if watching a play.
Iris， expressionless， shot a cold glance at Thorn and sat down directly.
Thorn's smile grew even more intense as he sat down next to Iris.
The car started， and Iris leaned against the window， watching the scenery outside retreat step by step， her eyes remarkably calm.
Thorn was very pleased; he gently brushed the stray hair from Iris Shae's forehead and quietly asked，“Trembling yet?“
Iris turned her face away， then suddenly thought of something and coldly commanded，“Take me home first， I have something I need to get.“
Thorn gave the driver an address， and Iris felt a chill in her heart. How much had he investigated her? He remembered her home address better than she did， but her expression remained calm and composed.
Returning to this familiar place， Iris got out of the car， with Thorn closely following behind.
Iris lived on the sixteenth floor. The two of them took the elevator together， and Iris Shae tiredly leaned against the wall， closing her eyes.
Thorn stared motionless at Iris， the girl's cool face showing signs of fatigue， probably from not sleeping well the night before..
“Thorn.“
Iris called out to him， her voice a bit hoarse.
“Revenge me all you want.Harm my people?I'll salt your empire's foundations.“
Thorn did not expect Iris to say this， and was somewhat taken aback.
Revenge her? He had never thought about it， but he had never explained it.
Thorn still had a nonchalant and lazy demeanor， mocking，“Are you sure? Can you really handle it?“
Iris didn't say a word， the elevator doors opened， and Iris entered her home. She wasn't planning to take much， mainly that medicine... Iris couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't have an episode while at his place.
Iris walked directly into the bedroom， rummaged through the bottom of the closet to find the medicine， and put it straight into her pocket. Looking back， Thorn had not followed her into the bedroom， so she began to tidy up her clothes.
At this moment， Thorn was looking at the photos of Iris from her middle school days in the living room with great interest. The girl looked a bit youthful， but her features were delicate， her eyes clear， and her skin glowed with a charming sheen in the soft light.
This appearance is exactly the same as three years ago， only she has hidden her sharp and indifferent side; that side， I’m afraid， she will only show to him.
Thorn put down the photo and walked to Iris's room. The room was unlit， and what appeared before Thorn was Iris with her back to him， one leg kneeling on the bed， her head lowered as she sorted through her clothes.
The desire that had been suppressed by him in the morning rose again to his throat; the room was very dark， and the girl's arm was exposed. Her waist was very slim， and even in the dim light， it was clearly visible.
Thorn stepped forward silently， closed the door， and the usual lazy smile was gone from his face， replaced by a lack of casual teasing in his eyes. At this moment， Kael Thorn revealed his true nature， his mood clearly written on his face.
Iris felt something was off behind her， stopped her movements， and turned around. She only felt a sharp pain in her shoulder as Thorn pressed her down onto the bed. The soft bed immediately sank under her weight. Before she could react， he moved forward and straddled her
This kind of gaze..
Iris was once again plunged into the nightmare of three years ago， the boy turned back with a face full of blood， his eyes equally cold..
Thorn looked down from above， and any slight movement from Iris was fiercely suppressed by him. In terms of physical strength， even though Iris was not weak， she was absolutely no match for Kael Thorn， who lived a life on the edge every day.
“Kael Thorn， Unhand me! you lunatic!“ Iris struggled in vain， her voice nearly a roar.
Thorn was unconvinced; he pinched Iris's chin with his hand， silencing her， applying so much force that his fingertips changed color. Iris had completely become a lamb to the s*******r， at his mercy alone.
What are you waiting for?
She is now powerless， tearing her clothes apart， piercing her fiercely， making her cry beneath you， making her plead for mercy， showing you only that kind of expression.
The demon within Thorn whispered to him， urging him to possess this person fiercely， the one he had thought about for many years.
In the dimly lit room， there was suddenly a moment of silence. Iris could feel the hand that had been gripping her chin loosen， and the figure pressing down on her quickly retreated against the wall， holding their forehead， as if enduring some kind of pain， softly gasping.
The two of them did not speak in this closed and dim room， each lost in their own thoughts.
At this moment， Iris still did not understand. She had never thought that Thorn had any feelings for her beyond hatred. Who would fall in love with the despicable woman who had sent him to prison? That was just too absurd. So in her heart， she believed that all of his actions towards her were merely for the purpose of revenge， including just now; she thought it was just Kael Thorn's new way of humiliating her. After all， there was nothing more torturous than continuously humiliating a stubborn and unyielding woman like her， right?
“Thorn， personally humiliating the enemy who sent you to prison， isn't this way of revenge also humiliating yourself? You must want to kill me， so why resort to this method?“ Iris had calmed down and said with a faint， cold sneer.
Thorn lowered his hand， a teasing and lazy look reappearing in his eyes， the corners of his mouth curling up， returning to his usual self.
He opened the door; he could no longer stay in this room. If he stayed any longer， he couldn't guarantee that nothing would really happen.
“Since it's revenge，just endure it. Once you get there， then you'll really have something to endure.“
Thorn's words echoed in the room as he left， making Iris doubt her choices for the first time.
She stared blankly at the ceiling; for a moment， she actually felt regret， but she no longer had the room for regret.
Kael Thorn， since I have made my choice， I will only move forward; in this game between you and me， I will not lose.
Arriving at the door， as expected， Thorn stood outside smoking， the smell of nicotine mixed with memories from that time made Iris frown， but in the end， she remained silent.
Iris picked up a bag and walked out. The corridor was lit， much brighter than inside the room.
This time， they stood in the elevator with a heavier atmosphere. Thorn noticed the bruise on Iris's chin left by himself， particularly noticeable on her already sensitive skin.
Thorn irritably took a deep drag of his cigarette， instantly filling the entire elevator with a thick smell of smoke.
“Must you smoke indoors?“
Thorn paused for a moment， then gave Iris a provocative smile and raised an eyebrow，“Playing wife already?“
Someone was sharp-tongued but reached out to throw the cigarette on the ground， then moved their foot to extinguish it.
Iris returned to the car， leaned against the window， and closed her eyes to rest.
Thorn pulled out a box of medicine from the back seat， and Iris quickly caught a whiff of the medicinal smell. Half-opening her eyes， she saw him slowly dipping a pair of tweezers into the liquid medicine. His movements seemed casual， yet they were very skilled， as if he had done this many times before.
“My hands or yours?“ Thorn said casually， looking at Iris， leaving her confused.
Thorn found his naive expression amusing and， with one hand， turned Iris's chin， pressing it gently but firmly.
Iris felt a sudden pain， her brows furrowing.
Thorn immediately let go and quickly applied the cotton soaked in the medicine to her chin， the bruise looking somewhat terrifying.
“Ha， so afraid of pain， huh...“ he couldn't help but mock.
Iris is not used to the current style of painting; given their relationship， such a“warm“ scene is really not suitable for them. The tension in the room should be the way they interact.
Just as she was about to avoid it， Thorn leaned in and chuckled softly，“If you're so afraid of pain， then certain things for you in the future... wouldn't that be quite difficult?“
Iris coldly pushed him away， sensing that he was going crazy again; it was truly perverse.
Thorn was not angry and continued to gaze at her in such a perverse manner， making Iris feel as if she were sitting on pins and needles the whole way.
The car kept driving forward， the buildings becoming fewer， and the scenery increasingly standardized， with vegetation and artificially managed flowers everywhere， resembling a large backyard; this area was all the territory of the Vespera Thorn Group.
Upon reaching the destination， Iris got out of the car， and what appeared before her was a tall， towering wall that separated everything inside.
At that moment， the main door opened， and an elderly man in his fifties or sixties， dressed in a black suit and wearing glasses， walked out respectfully， greeting Kael Thorn with a kind and benevolent expression.
Thorn grinned mischievously at Iris， tilting his chin towards the villa.“Come on， let's go visit your future hell.“
Iris said nothing and followed Thorn into the villa.
The logo of the Vespera Thorn Group on the roof was not unfamiliar to Iris; what puzzled her the most was that the villa was large， yet there were very few people， almost none except for the butler who had just come out.
Thorn led Iris upstairs， with the butler following closely behind them.
Upon reaching the second floor， there were several rooms. Iris had thought that one of the rooms was hers， but unexpectedly， Thorn waved his hand and pointed to her，“These rooms are all yours; the entire second floor is yours.“
“……”
Iris tried to calm herself:“Thorn， I probably won't need so many rooms by myself.“
“Why can't it be used? Every room has its purpose，West wing-library.East-your panic room.That vaulted chamber?Your new cage.“ Thorn introduced to Iris.
“Bit much for a glorified hostage.“
Iris Shae told herself in her heart，“Don't listen to him， he's just going to slowly torment himself later， don't be fooled by him.“ Or，“Remember， you are here to suffer， he won't let himself off the hook， don't believe him.“
Thorn pointed upstairs and raised an eyebrow， saying，“Pentjouse is mine..want something?Ask nicely...or...“
Iris felt a sense of foreboding; before she could retreat， Thorn grabbed her and whispered teasingly in her ear，“come take it.“
Iris couldn't stand Thorn's hot， humid breath. Just as she was about to step back， he wrapped his arms around her waist， and Iris instantly felt goosebumps， cursing silently，“fuck.“
“Be careful， there's a fence behind you. Do you want to fall from the second floor?“ Thorn said with a teasing expression， knowing when to stop， and quickly let go.
Iris looked indifferent and glanced at her， saying，“Then how will I go to school in the future， go by myself?“
Thorn laughed out loud; he was truly delighted by Iris.
“Don't you know how far this is from your school? From now on，you'll ride with me dailly.Might want to...practice being pleasant company'.“
Iris cooperated well with him， smiling back at him and teasing，“Can't wait to learn from the best.“
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