The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 274

Chapter 274: Why should I untie you?
[Reflect activated.]

Reflect?

What the hell…

Sam’s consciousness was foggy, as if surrounded by an endless darkness.

But soon, he realized something crucial—he was still conscious. Had he already entered the dream world Mia had crafted for him?

Sam suddenly lifted his head. He could clearly feel his limbs move, and there was no dizziness clouding his mind. Yet, all around him was pitch black, to the extent that even lifting his hand, he couldn’t see his own palm. It was as if he was in a black hole, where all light had been utterly extinguished.

Wasn’t it said that Reflect had been activated? Why then was this the situation?

If Reflect had started, shouldn’t Sam be controlling Mia’s dream instead? Could it be that Mia’s dream was just this—a desolate darkness?

As Sam puzzled over this, seemingly without a starting point to act, suddenly, he spotted a faint light in the distance. A very faint glow appeared far off in the darkness.

In such boundless darkness, even a slight light seemed incredibly dazzling. Perhaps this wasn’t the only direction, but Sam could find no other.

Step by step, he walked towards the light…

At this moment, Mia’s cheeks were flushed as she watched Sam, who lay sprawled on the table.

Glancing at Sam, who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, something occurred to Mia. She quickly walked to the door, took advantage of the absence of nearby customers, and immediately shut the convenience store’s main door.

To prevent the inside lights from being seen, she even pulled down the roller shutter.

Having done all this, Mia felt everything was foolproof. However, soon, she felt a familiar drowsiness wash over her.

She knew this was an inevitable effect of her superpower’s activation. After all, how could she share a dream with Sam if she wasn’t asleep herself?

She looked at Sam, who seemed to be sleeping deeply, then sat beside him, mirroring his posture. She leaned over the table as well.

Soon, a heavy drowsiness enveloped her, and she gently closed her eyes…

Would she once again be dominated by that strange force, doing bizarre things to Sam? She really felt it shouldn’t be this way, as it wasn’t her true intention. She wanted to control the dream better, perhaps to enjoy more of it.

She didn’t truly want to hurt Sam, nor did she want to give him a nightmarish experience. It was just really hard to control, which is why she wanted to fully master her own abilities, even though using Sam this way felt somewhat unfair.

But… there was no helping it. Right now, the only suitable subject, the only one she could trust to use, was Sam.

She would definitely make it up to Sam afterwards. This time, please bear with me!

The familiar sensation of traveling through time and space from a chaotic consciousness arrived. Instantly, she felt her body empty, a rush of both reality and illusion overwhelming her.

Then…

Then…

Mia finally felt that sensation of being controlled. Could it be…

Had she succeeded this time?

No strange whispers spread in her heart, forcing her to do things she didn’t want to happen. Could it be that she had succeeded?!

Mia couldn’t wait and excitedly opened her eyes.

And she found…

“Eh? This place… isn’t this…”

A somewhat familiar environment.

If she remembered correctly… and of course, how could she forget, she was the owner of this convenience store.

This all looked like the familiar break room of her convenience store.

The familiar wardrobe, the familiar chairs, the familiar walls, even the familiar door.

If it weren’t for her deep familiarity with this setup and feeling, the realism would have made it truly hard for Mia to distinguish whether this was reality or a dream.

However, Mia had her own little trick to discern reality. She clearly remembered what time it was before she felt drowsy. All she needed to do was to pull out her phone and check the time to be sure. So…

“Hmm?”

Mia paused, puzzled.

She couldn’t pull out her phone.

It wasn’t that the phone had disappeared, nor that it had gained some magical power preventing her from taking it out.

Rather… she couldn’t move.

It was only when she looked down that she noticed something was amiss!

She found herself firmly tied to the chair in the break room with a sturdy rope!!

The chair was incredibly heavy; her struggles couldn’t even make it budge an inch, as if it were anchored to the ground like a pillar.

Apart from being able to slightly move her legs, her hands and body were completely bound!

What was going on?!

Mia thought she had finally gained the freedom to explore and create within her dreams, but she hadn’t expected such a scenario.

She didn’t even know how all this had happened.

Although it’s said that the content of dreams is linked to the subconscious, it surely couldn’t be that her subconscious wanted this!

Mia was neither a sadist nor a masochist!

Should she scream for help, hoping someone would come to her rescue?

No, wait… this was a dream! How could anyone possibly come to save her? Then, was the only option to try and wake up from this dream?

“Bang.”

Just as Mia began to spiral into her frantic thoughts.

A noise came from the entrance of the break room.

Mia immediately looked over.

The door to the break room had been opened from the outside.

At the same time, a figure seemed to have walked in, under the somewhat eerie light, Mia’s gaze involuntarily fixed there.

Curious.

Who could it be entering at this time?

Could it be the person who tied her up here? But Mia had locked the door and pulled down the shutter before falling asleep. Her subconscious shouldn’t expect anyone else to be here, other than herself and…

“How… is it you?”

Mia’s eyes widened as she stared at the figure walking through the door, appearing before her.

It was… Sam.

She could hardly believe that this calm, even strangely composed boy was Sam.

His face still bore that unforgettable handsomeness.

His physique was still perfectly proportioned, seemingly flawless.

Among all the men Mia had ever seen, this boy, Sam, was undoubtedly the most unique, the most memorable.

But somehow, at this moment, in her dream, the Sam appearing before her seemed off.

He walked in calmly, seeing Mia in such a state without any sign of surprise.

On the contrary, it seemed as if he thought this was how things should be, even slightly tilting his head back.

His expression was inscrutable.

His gaze seemed to scrutinize Mia, like a judge in a courtroom assessing a detained suspect.

“Sam… why are you here?” Mia couldn’t help but ask.

At this moment, Sam, with a somewhat strange and indifferently cold expression, looked at her with a disdainful glance.

“Don’t you know? When you crafted this dream… it was just you and me. If not me, then who else?”

Sam’s tone was very peculiar at this moment!

It was undeniable that Sam was indeed a rare handsome man, but compared to some of the excellent men Mia had met, Sam’s most special trait was his egalitarian gaze.

He never looked down on anyone, nor did he despise anyone.

Not to mention this kind of haughty demeanor, as if he were some self-important young master.

Could it be… that this bizarre dream was influencing him?

Mia paused, stunned. “You know this is a dream?”

“Why wouldn’t I know? After all, it’s not the first time,” Sam casually replied. His hand was in his pocket as he looked down from above at this beautiful, vibrant young woman.

He observed how the rope crossed over her chest, the tightly bound cords accentuating her perfect figure even more.

Her prominent breasts were displayed before Sam in a perfect, exaggerated perspective.

Mia felt a wave of shame; her long legs rubbed together involuntarily. This situation… was too embarrassing.

A strange desire seemed to be sprouting within her, her body growing increasingly warm.

Why did this dream have to feel so bizarre… It was almost like being in heat!

Ignoring Sam’s peculiar behavior for the moment, Mia quickly said, “Then why don’t you untie me?”

What Mia hadn’t expected was for Sam to keep one hand in his pocket and slightly tilt his head up, looking at her with a playful smirk.

“Why should I untie you?”

His words made Mia realize something was amiss, and she saw a look in Sam’s eyes that she had never seen before.

It was an undisguised provocation.

Like a man scrutinizing his prey… no, more like a plaything.

In his eyes, Mia seemed to have become just that, a plaything.

This was a look she had never seen in Sam before; it was so dangerous at this moment, filling her with unease and a bizarre sense of anticipation.

“What did you say?”

Sam smiled at her, a smile that seemed never to have graced his face before.

It was frivolous, flippant.

On his face, such a smile couldn’t be disliked; instead, it was filled with a strange charm that could drive any woman mad.

He walked closer to Mia.

Until he was right in front of her.

Then he slightly lowered his head, looking down at Mia.

His smile grew brighter, yet it was more sinister than ever.

“I was the one who tied you up here… wouldn’t it be strange to untie you now?”

“What? You tied me up here!?” Mia’s mind went blank.

Wasn’t Sam supposed to be controlled by the power of her dreams? Why was it him who had tied her up instead?

That’s not right.

Why would Sam tie her up, and why did he seem so different from usual?

What exactly had happened?

Mia felt a deep unease, wanting to avoid the now extremely dangerous Sam, but she couldn’t escape; her body was immobile in the dream she had created!

A sense of danger overwhelmed her, surrounding her from all directions.

Sam no longer seemed like the simple and kind boy; his demeanor had become extremely dangerous, yet on the other hand, this danger also exuded a deadly charm.

The one you thought was the prey has become the hunter, completely in control of you.

This strange feeling was spreading, growing more intense.

He approached with a smile she had never seen before, easily lifting her delicate chin with his hand.

Forcing Mia to look up at him in humiliation, Sam’s fingers even began to gently touch the corners of her lips.

“I told you before not to use me for such experiments, but why wouldn’t you listen, Boss? A woman who doesn’t listen… deserves to be punished, doesn’t she?”

“Punishment? What are you rambling about… let me go, I don’t want this!”

Mia felt her body react strangely, uncontrollably warm, and although there was no sexual stimulation at the moment, her vaginal entrance had become completely moist.

Mia couldn’t even look Sam in the eye, only managing to bluster loudly in rebuke.

But Sam was not intimidated; his smile grew even brighter, the playfulness in his eyes more apparent.

“Don’t want this? But I also said I didn’t want this, yet you didn’t listen. Hasn’t it come to this point today because of your own doing? How does it feel to be controlled like this? Do you like it?”

Sam kept asking, his restless, dangerous fingers caressing her face. They brushed gently against her skin, filled with undeniable ambiguity and provocation.

Mia felt like she was going insane.

She couldn’t bring herself to dislike this Sam, but being treated this way made her body feel even stranger. If it weren’t for the ropes binding her, she might have even wanted to masturbate!

How could she have such bizarre thoughts…

“You… what are you talking about! I… I am your boss, release me now!”

“Just because you’re the boss, do you think you can do whatever you want with your employees, forcing them into uncomfortable situations?”

Sam’s gentle questioning, though slightly deep and husky, carried a strange charm.

His gaze was dangerously captivating, like a bottomless abyss, locking her in firmly.

This can’t go on… This is just a dream! Damn this dream!!

Mia was starting to regret it.

Looking at Sam, she bit her lip slightly.

“I… I was wrong, I won’t do this again, Sam… please let me go, okay? I promise it won’t happen again.”

“Ha Ha Ha Ha.”

Sam suddenly chuckled.

Just as Mia was puzzled by the meaning of his laughter.

The next moment.

“Ah…!”

Mia’s hair was seized by Sam!

Her head involuntarily tilted back.

The pain from her hair was undoubtedly caused by Sam pulling it.

It was indeed painful, but why did she feel… her body heat up even more, her sexual desire intensify!

It was such a humiliating position. Why would it arouse sexual desire?!

Mia looked at him in humiliation, while Sam’s smile grew even more sinister.

“Do you think your promises are still trustworthy? I’ve already warned you. You were disobedient… A liar isn’t to be trusted, and so-called repentance only comes when facing real danger. Do you think I would let you off easily?”

What does that mean? Is Sam going to do something even more outrageous?

Wait… why has Sam turned into this? Could it also be the power of the dream?

Mia’s voice trembled as she spoke, her eyes showing humiliation and weakness.

“I really know I did wrong… let go… it really hurts, it hurts so much…”

“Hurts?”

She only heard this word, then felt her legs being forced apart by his knee!

Then, the hand that had been in his pocket was withdrawn.

And it reached into her panties, pressing against her already wet vulva.

Mia’s eyes widened in disbelief.

She couldn’t utter a word, an unprecedented sense of reality flooding her mind, her body seemingly unable to control all its emotions at this moment.

She bit her lip instantly, her cheeks flushed, her eyes seemingly about to shed clear tears from the extreme humiliation.

Sam… how could he do this to her!!

But now, she could only hear Sam’s words clearly spoken right beside her ear.

“Mia, are you really in pain… or are you excited by this?”