My sister's obsession with me
The Part 18
The sound of tired breathing broke the silence of the quiet room. Viktor let out a long sigh and placed the file on his desk.
The man massaged his head that was pulsing. Lately he had too many thoughts that made him exhausted.
His enemy had also blatantly shown himself and turned to attack him. Viktor had to do everything he could to divert them.
"Stopping a Viktor isn't that easy," cynically Viktor stares at his beloved weapon.
If his enemy had various means to fight against him then he also had thousands of ways to avenge them.
Viktor took a deep breath and smiled proudly. He prides himself on being so good at organizing strategy.
The man got up from the chair that supported him and left the workspace.
He intends to stretch his numb muscles and rest for a while before continuing to work.
Viktor walks past Quenna's place where he spends his days, the sewing room. He entered the room and examined some of Quenna's belongings.
"You really like sewing from little Quen, I hope you can develop your talents in this room." Viktor smiled and grabbed the results of Quenna's stitches.
The man put it back down and accidentally saw Quenna's stack of novels. Viktor grabbed the book and glanced at it.
Suddenly a small book fell to the floor. The man picked it up and looked at the book. The man's face changed expressionlessly.
"You're persistent, I salute your efforts." Viktor stared at his book that was stolen by Quenna. "You think I can't find him?" viktor asked like a murmur and more pointed is declaring himself the party that always dominates
Viktor took the book and left Quenna's sewing room. He closed it tightly and passed from there.
He went into his room and saw Quenna sleeping. The man was still overwhelmed with emotion by what Quenna had done.
Being a thief and showing his brave side certainly makes Viktor angry to know the truth. He knew Quenna was smart from childhood and the woman was also stubborn, how could he make and change the attitude of his sister into a submissive woman? Until whenever his Quenna remains the old Quenna.
Viktor approached Quenna with an intimidating cold aura. The man stared at Quenna's body intensely.
Her body went down and up feeling her hot body due to being aroused with that perfect body. The blanket blushed from Quenna's body to see the body of the woman who was wearing thin and short sleepwear was so tempting.
With great difficulty he covered Quenna's body with a blanket. He did not expect the small body he always held once was now grown up and able to shake his desires.
"You are indeed the little angel who transformed into my seductive Goddess" said Viktor and breathed as much as possible.
He sat on the edge of the bed and watched Quenna's face closely. The man was captivated with such a charming beauty from the woman's face.
"I've guessed it a long time ago if you'd be this pretty. My sweet sister is even sweeter if you're a submissive."
Viktor could not get his eyes off. He laughed a little and then furiously shuffled his sister's hair.
He remembered that Quenna would be angry if he scrambled the hair that had been laid out by the mother neatly. The child will cry and complain to Mary.
Now Quenna has nowhere to complain anymore. He knew it was cruel, but Viktor never thought about how Quenna felt.
The man let out a long sigh and stared at the thing in front of him blankly. How many sins he has for this woman, may not be forgiven and Viktor knows that.
"You can hate me. But you can't ask me to let you go."
The reason he locked up Quenna was because of her acute obsession. He feared that Quenna would be shown to the outside world and that many men would like her sister.
He did not want and swore that only he could love Quenna and enjoy the beauty she had.
He stopped several times and played for a while in certain areas. Quenna wriggled feeling her body being touched. But, he didn't wake up.
Viktor smiled for a while then took off his mask which continued to cover his face. There were absolutely no stripes there as he also took care of her face.
There was only a scar under the man's eyes but it didn't take away Viktor's good looks.
"I don't know if you see my face, you'll be scared or you'll get away from me."
Viktor daydreamed for a while. He was so afraid that Quenna would hate him for his deformed face. He wants to be perfect in this woman's eyes no matter what.
While Quenna who was troubled by the presence of someone opened her eyes slowly.
Viktor was surprised to see Quenna awake. He grabbed his mask and put it on quickly.
He felt nervous in his chest. Almost he was found out fortunately Viktor quickly realized until Quenna who was still not fully awake was not seeing his face.
"Sister," Quenna murmured and rubbed her eyelids.
He frowned looking at his brother. The woman tried to get up and sit down.
"Be careful" Viktor said, helping the woman sit down.
"Thank you."
"Why are you awake?"
"Let's know, I feel like someone has touched my body" said Quenna, who was unaware of the situation. A second later he looked at Viktor and sighed lazily when he knew the answer.
"I'm so tired today, can you massage my body?" pinta Viktor and shoving his back.
Quenna nodded and opened Viktor's shirt. He held his breath looking at the big brother's sturdy and muscular back.
Quenna was stunned even though she had often seen the beauty of this body. Her soft hands involuntarily rub Viktor's back sensually made the empu feel the crankiness of lust.
The woman is not yet aware of her actions that could lead her to worse things.
Behind there is already standing making Viktor very tortured. He caught Quenna's hand and looked at the woman sharply.
"I'm asking you to massage her instead of rubbing her, don't you understand?" viktor's cold speech scared Quenna.
"I'm sorry, Kaka," said Quenna, realizing her mistake. But it's not known if his mistake was fatal to Viktor.
Quenna massaged his shoulder even though he could not focus several times. His chest was beating so fast.
He was nervous about this position and the woman hoped that it would be finished soon.
Viktor permeated the soft taste that touched his back. His desire could not be subdued just like that, he was already extremely tormented.
The man touched Quenna's hand and held her back.
"You who have done it, you are responsible."
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Tbc
