Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: No Turning Back – Unwanted Guest.
‘That voice…’

A familiar voice echoed from the other side of the door, causing Asura’s mind to freeze with cold fury as he sat up from his bed, tightly grasping his fingers together under the sheets and piercing his thigh with the tip of his nail causing blood to ooze from the wound to calm the fiery rage that filled his body like surging magma.

‘You are…’

“Come in.”

His voice was calm, soft and one that most women might swoon for as the deep vibrating tone filled the quiet room with the red curtains gently blowing in the open window.

When the door opened with a loud clack, a beautiful woman entered with raven black hair, sleek and wavy down to her lower back, wearing a dark green Eastern gown and a pair of emerald eyes that shone with a deadly but sickly charm.

“Young Lord, what a surprise to see you can use magic. I am here on behalf of your dear exalted sister.”

This woman was the maid that served Amalia Fenix, her tanned skin and golden hoop earrings gently swaying as she bowed towards Asura on entry.

“It seems you are still bleeding; please allow me to help tend to you… That stupid dog seems to have left you alone.”

‘Ah… I will kill you.’

‘You would call Mu Xue such words when it was your family that killed everyone she loved or cared for.’

“Watch your words; she is the maid of the future heir to the Earl title, a rank above you.”

Asura didn’t overly scold her, rather just speaking with a low tone as if to change the subject while gazing at her with narrowed crimson eyes, observing the exotic, raven beauty swaying closer with her obscene hips purposely shaking, now grasping the first aid box that Mu Xue had prepared.

Once again, her blatant actions caused him to feel irritated.

“Forgive me, Young Lord.”

Her face showed signs of remorse as she gave a full bow, lowering her body more than ninety degrees and covering her heavy chest as if to seduce him with the squashed marshmallows changing shape, showing how soft and supple they were.

“No matter; you came to see my wounds, so do as you please.”

“Understood. Please forgive my unworthy and unskilled hands.”

She lowered her body onto the bed, causing the springs and mattress to squeak before pulling back the quilt, only to gasp before looking towards Asura with a strange gaze, like something she never expected.

“Oh my, our young lord seems to be extremely capable.”

As she swallowed her saliva and, like a truly skilled maid, began to tend to his wounds.

Her hands were very skilled, even Asura couldn’t deny, as the various abrasions and deep wounds on his body were pasted with a healing paste by her delicate fingers before she changed the bandages and prepared hot water to clean the rest of his body full of sweat.

The time passed, and Asura could calm his rage as the maid began asking questions like Mu Xue. Her standing was special; thus, unlike normal maids, she was more talkative.

“Young Lord, I never knew you could hide your mana core for this long. The great lord used this to find those who sought to take your Fenix family’s treasures and land?”

‘Are you Playing the devoted and faithful maid?’

“It was merely an accident.”

“The person responsible for my initial test made a mistake. I didn’t wish to sully their honour, and Father accepted that we would say I awakened later.”

Her fingers slid over his chest, sometimes seeming to flick his nipples or abdomen on purpose.

They were the hands of a serpent trying to charm her prey, slithering and sliding to their nefarious goal.

“Can I ask you a question, Young Lord?”

“Why did you surrender even though you could have beaten that princess?”

He looked at her with a smile, watching her with narrow eyes hiding the flame of disgust deep in his chest as her hands slipped below his waist.

‘If not for the large amount of mana you give me each moment. I would cut those hands off.’

On the outside, she and Asura were having a warm conversation, with her sometimes flirting with him.

Each time he didn’t reject her words or push her away, she moved closer to his crotch, letting her skin touch his by accident and leaning down so her breasts would touch his palm.

‘This woman probably believes me to be easy prey due to my lack of experience with women.’

‘Although they were illusions, I have slept with that woman thousands of times with a near-real sensation. I had confirmed that when teasing Mu Xue…The skills, experience and sensations from that illusory world are useful in reality.’

“You know, Lord Asura. Amalia is extremely lonely… How about I try to arrange a meeting between you both and help to fix your relationship?”

Asura took a moment to look at this woman. Her hands were anything but the faithful maid she portrayed, seeming to want to gain his favour now he wasn’t useless.

‘Likely, knowing I am not useless, her family’s orders aren’t a honey trap extremely easy and most likely to succeed.’

He would never deny how lonely his sister might be, but she was too weak to complain.

No, maybe she was, after all, this woman…

The competition from the arena sounded in the room as the maid’s hand slowly released him. Things ended, and he lost interest in her additional service because she didn’t give him any useful information.

“Lord Asura… Do you want to…” Her lips shone from her pink gloss as she bit her lower lip and opened her robes slightly.

“Enough, go clean your hands.”

Though the Asura Monolith was about to reach stage one, his disgust was too much to continue; he had standards.

She moved towards the washroom as he pulled on her opposite hand and threw her down onto the bed, causing the raven-haired maid to gasp with her emerald eyes gaping at him with a fake watery look meeting his dark, fiery gaze.

Asura’s naked body covered the maid, who showed a look mixed with a victorious look and a feigned embarrassment like a maiden.

“Lord Asura, are you sure?”

Her long, skilled tongue slipped along her plump and seductive lips as her eyes lowered down, enjoying the sight of his well-trained and superior body.

As he looked down upon her, this action seemed enough for her pure and chaste acting to end, probably thinking her tactics had succeeded.

“So, the young lord cannot hold his lust and wants to taste a real woman?”

“Ah, that sounds perfect.”

“But we shouldn’t. I am the maid of your sister and a warrior of the Shang clan…”

Asura enjoyed this reaction, the feeling of seeing Shang Mei, the sister of Shang Luo and the cause of his sister’s death in the previous life, offering her body to him as she began to slip out of her robes, revealing her tanned figure.

I know she was a pure maiden but trained in the ways of seduction and betrayal…

‘Silly girl.’

Not only that, father, mother and even the kind maids who took care of our daily needs for decades, the kind soldiers who fought for my father to the end and the dedicated people who never surrendered only to be massacred by the Shang family in search of the Fenix Inheritance.

“Does the cute young lord enjoy this one’s modest display of her naked form?”

With a calm mind, Asura placed his hand over her chest, the tips of his fingers pressing down on her left breast; her soft and warm squishy feeling was truly to die for. If not for the twisted smile of victory her damn face.

He leaned over her, now crushing her chest with his, as the warmth from her sweet breath blew into his face and down his cheeks before he whispered gently.

“How would your older brother feel if I returned your head in a box?”