My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Change of Plans
“Hey, manager,” Hailey leaned closer. “Why did you do it? Why use your position to take advantage of me when I already told you no?”

Her fingers toyed with the knife, her grip steady and precise, revealing her expertise.

For a brief moment, she paused, her gaze turning to the corpse’s hand. Without thinking, she pressed it against her chest.

“Was it because you wanted to touch this… softness?”

“Did you really want to feel it that badly?” she teased, a wild grin spreading across her face. “Enough to risk your life for it?”

Her hand gripped the corpse’s cold fingers, forcing them to trace over her uniform. Her skin flushed as a twisted thrill ran through her veins.

But then, the enjoyment faded as quickly as it came, replaced by something darker.

Her expression twisted violently, disgust flooding her thoughts.

She jumped at the corpse, seizing the knife with both hands and driving it into its head.

Each strike was faster, harder—her anger rising with every violent thrust.

“You think I’ll sleep with anyone just because of how I look?” she shouted, her voice shaking. “You made me do this! You think I’m just an object to touch?”

“You fucking scum! Only the person I love can touch me—so you had to die!” Her laughter turned more sadistic, echoing wildly off the walls.

Her hand tightened around the handle, digging into the corpse’s throat. Each slice was satisfying, a release she didn’t know she needed until it was happening.

With one final, decisive slice, the head separated and dropped to the ground with a heavy thud.

Hailey stood still for a moment, her eyes wide with satisfaction.

But the moment didn’t last.

The knife slipped from her hand, clattering to the floor as she dropped to her knees.

“No… I did it again,” she whispered, her voice breaking as she wrapped her arms around herself.

Tears blurred her vision, mingling with the confusion and fear that twisted her heart.

“I didn’t want to kill them, but they forced me… They wanted to touch me… so… so I had to protect myself,” she sobbed, her voice shaking with fear and confusion. “I can’t let anyone take away my purity…”

Just as she was overwhelmed by panic and guilt, her eyes landed on Asher’s picture.

She forced herself to walk over, grabbed it, and then she started smiling.

“You’re different, right? You’re not like those other men… because if you are… I’ll have to teach you a lesson too,” she muttered, bringing the picture close to her lips and kissing it softly.

If Asher were here, he’d wonder if fate had a twisted sense of humor—always pulling him into situations with people who were anything but mentally stable.

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On his way back to his apartment, Asher started to think about his encounter with Hailey.

Back at the convenience store, he had sensed something unusual.

Normally, his sense of smell wasn’t that strong even after getting back some of it, but when it came to blood or anything related to a corpse, his senses were unusually sharp.

‘Maybe it’s a dead cat or rat,’ he thought, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling.

‘Or maybe…’

Just as he was about to figure it out, his thoughts were interrupted when he spotted Yuki sitting on the stairs.

She looked asleep, her long legs visible beneath the hem of her short sundress.

The fluorescent light, which hadn’t been there before, illuminated her skin, making her appear weak and vulnerable.

If anyone but Asher had been there, they would have lost all sense of reason, rushing to pin her down and take advantage of her body.

Just the sight of her skin could make any male imagine the scent and taste of it.

‘What is she doing?’ he wondered, turning his gaze away from her legs.

She opened her eyes slowly, pretending to still be sleepy.

“Asher, you’re home… I’ve been waiting for you,” she smiled softly.

“Why?”

She stretched and stood up. “I was worried. How was your mission?”

“It was nothing I couldn’t handle… So, is Lucy here?”

Yuki’s expression tightened at the mention of her name, but she kept her feelings in check. “She is in her room, she told me to—”

Before she could finish, Lucy appeared, walking down the stairs.

“No need to say anything. Come with me,” Lucy said quickly, brushing past Yuki and grabbing his hand.

This irritated Yuki, but she kept it bottled up, knowing that Asher’s life was tied to the demon.

She had no choice but to hold her feelings for now, unable to act on her frustration.

“Why are you in such a hurry?” Asher asked, his voice filled with confusion. He had just returned, and now they were already about to leave.

Lucy tightened her grip on his hand, and refused to let it go “You’ve gained a lot already, right? You can even talk now,”

“Well, yeah, I was actually surprised,” he replied, raising an eyebrow. “I thought I’d have to kill a lot more to get some of it back. Did you lie to me?”

“I did…” she admitted. “It was for your own sake, to give you a sense of urgency.”

“I see,” He nodded, understanding where she was coming from. It made sense, even if it wasn’t the easiest approach.

“So, where are we going now?”

“Stop asking questions and just follow me.”

When they reached the side of the road, the same car pulled up to pick them up.

“Take us to the Royal Rose Building,” she ordered.

The driver quickly nodded and drove off. It was still early in the morning, so there was no traffic, allowing the car to move at a steady pace.

Asher glanced at her, his face filled with worry and confusion.

She hadn’t let go of his hand, and she looked like she was struggling to breathe, her chest rising and falling unevenly.

“Can you be faster?” she requested, her voice showing signs of exhaustion.

The driver nodded and stepped on the gas.

In no time, they arrived at a 5-story, five-star hotel and casino.

Even at this early hour, the place buzzed with lights, the glow reflecting off the sleek, polished surfaces.

Wealthy people, dressed in luxurious clothing, were coming and going, their designer outfits catching the light as they stepped in and out of the grand entrance.

Rows of luxury cars were lined up near the building, their polished surfaces shimmering under the lights—sleek sports cars, elegant sedans, and long limousines.

The car pulled up just outside the main entrance, where they were quickly greeted by well dressed bellmen.

Lucy led him through the entrance without anyone stopping or questioning them, thanks to the card representing the Yamagi family.

The place was beautiful, with its grand decor and luxurious details, but he had no time to take in the view.

She quickly took him to an elevator, leading him to a VIP room on the top floor.

CLICK!

“What’s happening?” Asher asked, his confusion growing.

Before he could get an answer, she shoved him onto the bed and straddled him, her soft thighs pressing against him.

“You can get it up now, right?” she asked, her glare intense.