"I was just… going out to have some fun. Learning something new isn't a bad thing, right?"
The moment Noah finished speaking, a crisp smack landed near his ear. Sharp pain shot through his nerves, making him suck in a cold breath.
"Have you finished memorizing the words? You still dare make decisions on your own? Has it been too long since sister last spanked you?"
"I-I finished." Noah promised earnestly. Although he hadn't completely memorized everything, there was a chance Evelyn wouldn't test the words he didn't know. It was a risk worth taking.
Evelyn picked up the small vocabulary booklet from the nightstand and flipped it open. Her finger traced the first word.
"Abolir. To abolish."
He didn't hesitate this time. "Abolir."
"Sociología. Sociology."
"Sociología."
She glanced up at him, measuring. Turned the page.
"Agresivamente. Proactivamente. Aggressively. Proactively."
He swallowed slightly.
"A… a… agre…"
"Ag what?" Evelyn said, landing another hard slap without holding back. The sound was crisp. The pain made Noah instinctively shrink back.
"Age…" he stammered, terrified she would slap him again.
"E?!" Evelyn simply tossed the booklet aside. Her chest rose and fell heavily with anger as she stared fiercely at Noah's panicked and tense face.
"Stand up."
Although confused, the boy obediently got up. He pulled on his pants and stood to the side with his head lowered, waiting for Evelyn's judgment.
She drew the curtains and turned on the heating. Warm air poured into the room. Without any hesitation, Evelyn pulled off the white fitted sweater she was wearing, leaving only a thin camisole. The straps of her purple bra were faintly visible underneath.
"Take your clothes off."
"Eve, I'm a bit sleepy. Maybe we can…"
"I told you to take your clothes off." Evelyn's voice was stern.
Noah didn't dare say anything more. He obediently removed his outer clothes. The heating was set high, so being bare from the waist up wasn't cold, but as he stood there in his pants looking hesitant, Evelyn glared at him viciously. He had no choice but to strip down to his underwear.
The fleece-lined pants and shirt were tossed carelessly at the head of the bed. Noah was pinned beneath her again. This time, however, Evelyn barely said a word. She simply kissed him more roughly, licking and biting…
"You're not allowed to resist at all. Don't say a single word. Don't make sister tie you up."
Noah nodded in a daze. Evelyn held his face in her hands, their fair, smooth skin touching. Desire burned hotter and hotter. He looked at the woman's stunning face flushed deep red, his heartbeat pulling at sensitive strings.
There was no foothold left in the swamp. He could only sink deeper. His breathing grew rapid, his mind lost in passion. He was completely led by Evelyn, pain intertwining with pleasure until his rational mind completely collapsed.
The frenzied deep kisses only paused when oxygen ran out. Indistinct sounds leaked from Noah's lips. The sheets were a mess. Sweat drenched his body, dried by the warm air, then broke out again. Peaks and valleys alternated. He felt… like Evelyn was going to drive him insane.
"Does it feel bad?" After who knows how many rounds of torment, Evelyn lifted her head and looked down at him.
"Yeah… it feels really bad."
But he had to admit that Evelyn looked incredibly beautiful like this. Her skin was as white as the purest snow in winter. Her breasts, wrapped in the light purple lingerie, were full and round. Her waist and arms were slender, and her long hair scattered messily over her shoulders, back, and chest—stunning beyond words.
"This is the second choice sister is giving you, Nate." Evelyn tilted her long, fair neck and gently stroked down from his face with her palm. "If you really don't want to study, sister can stop making any demands of you. You can drift through your college years in a daze. From now on, sister will take care of all your food, clothing, housing, and transportation."
Noah opened his mouth to argue, but Evelyn pressed her index finger to his lips, stopping the words before they came out. She continued seriously, "But you must obey sister in everything. No matter what command I give, just like now—no resistance allowed, no matter how uncomfortable it feels."
"Toy, puppet, pet—call it whatever you like. In any case, everything about you will belong to sister. Nate, what is your choice?"
"I don't want that. I just didn't finish memorizing the words completely… it's not that serious, is it?"
"Isn't it? Sister thinks it's very serious." She leaned down, gazing into the depths of Noah's eyes. "That girl—what is your relationship with her?"
"She's a senior who's teaching me piano. We just met."
"She's quite pretty."
"Of course she's not as pretty as you, Eve. You're the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Then why are you still going out and getting involved with other girls?"
Noah showed an embarrassed expression and gripped the bedsheet tightly. "It really was just piano. Learning more isn't a bad thing. Next time I'll play Canon for you."
Evelyn didn't speak. She simply looked at the obedient face of the boy in front of her with half-lidded, seductive eyes. His nervousness, unease, and innocence were written all over him—like an adorable stuffed bear that couldn't move, letting her play with him however she wanted.
She hated when Noah became noticeable. She hated it very much. He didn't need to, and he shouldn't, learn any talents. He belonged solely to her. He only needed to be her exclusive possession and live forever under her surveillance.
After a long stretch of silence, Evelyn reached out and turned off the light in the room. She lay down on her side, pulled up the blanket, and covered both their bodies.
"Eve? You're not angry anymore?"
"Are you still planning to go tomorrow?" Evelyn asked lightly.
"If sister doesn't object, I'd quite like to go. The senior asked if I wanted to join the piano club."
She moved closer, wrapping her arms around Noah's neck. Her completely bare body pressed against him in large patches. Her warm breath and gentle, intimate voice flowed into his ear. "If you ever dare go to the piano room again, sister will fuck you until you can't get out of bed. Sister means what she says."
"I-I-I won't go. I won't go."
"I hope so." She held the boy's body, her long, slender leg draping over Noah's waist. "You don't need to know those things. Just study well for sister."
"But… that would be too boring. Just going back and forth between two points every day."
"If there's anywhere you want to go or anything you want to do, you can tell sister. Sister will take you."
"Some things I want to do alone, or with my roommates…" He kept his voice very low. He seemed to know Evelyn wouldn't like hearing this, but he still voiced his real thoughts, taking the risk.
As expected, the hands pressed against his back gradually increased their strength. Pain flared up, nearly leaving scratches on his back. Noah endured it without making a sound. Instead, he gently hugged Evelyn, waiting for her response.
"You're still not sensible enough, Nate. You should listen to sister."
"Eve, I just want a little freedom. This is really so tiring… even more tiring than when I was with Lila back then."