Chapter 208: Did That Bastard Just...!

Chapter 208

Celine stared at him for several seconds before nodding.

"I’m certain I can kill him swiftly as long as he is caught off guard. You of all people should know how my ability works... Besides, why are you acting all possessive like I’m your woman?"

"Well in a way you’re kind of like my woman if you think about it, since we’ve both slept together twice and you even called me hubby. So.. I don’t know."

Celine’s face flushed red and she almost yelled but brought down her voice to a hushed tone.

"We only slept together because of that perverted ability of yours, and the only reason I even called you hubby in the first place was because... Because... You know what, I’m going to go and change." She said, moving toward a room.

"Well, if you’re changing don’t change into something too revealing, okay."

Without bothering to answer him, she hurriedly opened the door and stepped inside. A few minutes soon passed in a brief timespan, before the sound of the door being pushed open rang out.

Turning around, Alex’s eyes immediately widened slightly.

This woman was truly too beautiful. Today she was wearing a seductive black dress that exposed a modest amount of milky white skin while accentuating her curvaceous figure.

The outfit looked like it had clearly been chosen to attract attention, but at the same time, Alex could tell that it also allowed just enough freedom of movement for her to fight if necessary.

Alex stared at her for several long seconds and couldn’t help swallowing. Then his expression changed in a heartbeat.

"No. Absolutely no way. Do you really have to wear that?"

Celine frowned.

"What’s wrong with this?"

"Everything. Can’t you just wear something else?"

"No, this is the only seductive dress I have that gives me enough freedom to fight."

Alex’s expression became slightly unpleasant.

"Still."

Celine crossed her arms.

"What exactly is your problem?"

"Nothing." Alex clicked his tongue. "It’s just irritating knowing some random bastard is going to see you dressed like that."

Celine stared at him. For the first time that evening, a faint trace of amusement appeared in her eyes.

"Are you jealous?"

"No."

The answer came far too quickly.

Celine raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah that confirms it. You really are jealous."

"I’m just concerned about the mission."

"Of course. The mission..." She said mockingly with a faint smile on her lips

Alex gave her an irritated look.

"Just focus on the mission."

"Yeah, that’s exactly what I intend to do."

After saying that she turned and walked toward the meeting hall, leaving Alex to watch her fading figure. Soon several long minutes passed, before Alex’s ears perked up as he heard about two sets of footsteps approaching. One sounded like that of an adult man and the other was lighter, and more like a woman’s own.

A man’s rough voice soon echoed through the darkness, carrying an obvious note of greed and a sliver of amusement.

"Tsk, tsk. Jeff really wasn’t exaggerating when said you were gorgeous. You’re even more beautiful up close."

Alex’s expression immediately darkened. He could just about imagine the bastard ogling Celine’s figure with those dirty eyes of his. It was infuriating when he thought about that but luckily he knew how to keep his calm and remain patient.

Meanwhile on the other side, Celine remained perfectly calm despite the cheesy complement coming nonstop from this oaf of a man.

The man, not knowing in the slightest how much his presence disgusted her, walked closer, and let his eyes shamelessly roaming over her curvaceous figure.

That slender waist, those towering boobs that seemed to draw him in for a little taste, and that fine piece of ass. This woman was a walking vixen. And one that he’d sleep with today or he’d change his surname. Just the thought made him almost drool.

"That body..." He drawled, with a lecherous smile that made one’s body get goosebumps. "You’re wasting yourself working for someone like Marcus, how about you become my woman and I’ll make sure you eat the finest things the world has to offer. And with your level of strength you would really come in handy."

Alex’s hands slowly clenched. That bastard really had a death wish. For a moment he wanted nothing but to fire a nice good old shard of Deathfrost Bloom through the man’s skull but he comforted himself with the fact that the man was already a dead man walking.

Any moment from now, Celine would kill the guy, and even if that failed he’d just swiftly kill him himself.

... meanwhile back there, the man continued to brazenly step closer. Noticing that Celine didn’t move or avoid him, he grinned.

"Don’t be so tense, beautiful. I’m sure we can—"

His hand suddenly moved, and what followed after was the crisp sound of a light slap hitting something soft. Alex’s eyes instantly turned dark with anger. As a guy who had been with women in this life, he knew exactly what that sound meant. The bastard had just slapped Celine’s butt!

Outside, Celine’s body froze the instant she felt his palm landed on her butt. For just a tiny fraction of a second, the temperature around her dropped so sharply that a thin layer of frost spread across the ground beneath her feet, and her obsidian black eyes became dangerously cold.

Just as she was about to act, the hazy memory of her little sister Dawn flashed through her mind.

From Dawn’s smile, to her always cheerful and complaining voice. The empty room where she had once waited for her sister to return to when she still had hope that Marcus would release her. And then the words Marcus had spoken yesterday echoed through her mind again, each one reopening the wound she had spent time trying to bury.

This wasn’t about some arrogant perverted bastard touching her, this was about avenging her dead little sister who wouldn’t be able to enjoy what girls her aged enjoyed because of a monster and his bastard spawn.

Celine slowly relaxed her fingers. She slowly swallowed the blazing fury threatening to consume her and reminded herself why she had come here tonight. She just couldn’t afford to lose control.

Because if she did, and the man dodged it or caused too much noise, the entire plan could fall into ruin and killing Marcus would most certainly be harder than it is presently. So she forced the murderous expression from her face and replaced it with something completely different that could make any man’s heart itch with lust.

A soft giggle escaped her lips.

"You naughty man..."

The man’s eyes immediately lit up. For a second there, he had expected her to protest or perhaps even slap him, but she didn’t do any of that. His breathing became slightly heavier as he stared at her beautiful face.

Celine noticed it immediately and smiled coldly, Good. He had taken the bait.

The man stepped closer, his confidence growing with every passing second.

"I knew there was something special about you."

Celine lowered her gaze shyly before looking back at him through her lashes.

"Is that so?"

"Of course." His grin widened. "Actually, there’s something in my room I’d like to show you."

Celine’s eyes sharpened for the briefest of seconds. His room. Just Perfect. Killing him in a room would certainly save her some trouble of someone walking in on them on the corridor.

She immediately understood what he was suggesting, but instead of rejecting him, she stepped forward and pressed her body against his.

"Is it something really interesting?" she asked softly, while tracing a finger along his chest.

"Very interesting," he answered, his voice becoming hoarse by the minute.

He quickly reached for the nearby door and pushed it open. Without thinking about anything else, he stepped inside with Celine following closely behind him.

The moment the door closed, Celine’s expression changed. The seductive smile that had been on her lips vanished, and her eyes became as cold as the winter.

The man, completely unaware of the impending danger standing beside him, turned around and grabbed her waist.

"Have I ever told you that you look even more beautiful up close. I just want to ravage you until you cry out my name."

Celine didn’t answer. He leaned down, moving his face toward hers for a kiss. At that exact moment, black frost silently spread across Celine’s hidden hand.

The cold gathered around her fingers, forming into several tiny fragments before rapidly merging together into one Deathfrost Bloom the size of a dagger, without producing more than the faintest sound.

Celine waited. She needed the perfect moment. And watched as the man’s ugly face drew closer and closer. She could even smell the wine he drank earlier.

Now! Celine’s eyes flashed with murderous intent and her hidden hand suddenly swung upward.

The Deathfrost Bloom transformed into a razor-sharp arc of obsidian ice, cutting through the air toward the man’s throat. The attack was so swift and precise that even an Ascendant would have been caught off guard by the vicious attack.

But the man’s eyes flashed with a hidden gleam, and he released Celine before violently throwing himself backward.

Even though he reacted in time, The obsidian blade still passed dangerously close to his throat, leaving behind a thin line of blood. But it was nothing fatal, just a superficial wound.