Chapter 108: At Least Use Your Hands

[Obsidian left as quietly as she had arrived.]

[You didn't linger either, quickly mounting your hoverbike and returning to the security office.]

[Back in the enclosed space, you no longer needed to maintain appearances—your expression darkened instantly.]

[Did she really expect you to believe that obeying her would mean sparing yourself?]

[You didn't buy that nonsense for a second.]

[From the intel you'd gathered, Topaz, Aventurine, and Jade formed a small faction, while Sugilite was openly hostile toward them. As for Obsidian? She seemed more like a pleasure-seeking troublemaker who worshipped Elation.]

[But no matter how these factions schemed, they were all kept in check by "Diamond," maintaining a delicate balance of "conflict without collapse."]

[They were the insiders. You were just an outsider.]

[Obsidian might enjoy watching Topaz's humiliation, but she'd likely toss you to the wolves afterward.]

[So now, the plan to discipline Topaz would proceed as scheduled—but you also needed to deal with Obsidian, that wicked woman.]

[Damn it, why were the Ten Stonehearts full of such vile women? Decent ones were few and far between.]

[You took a deep breath, pushing aside distracting thoughts to focus on countermeasures.]

[The threat to your life, the intimidation—it ignited your malice. "If I can't live, then neither will you!"]

[Emboldened by fury, you quickly drafted a preliminary plan against Obsidian.]

["Since you enjoy watching others get disciplined so much... how about you experience it yourself?"]

[Obsidian didn't seem human, so to craft a poison effective against her, you'd need a sample of her biological tissue.]

[Given her status and power, you'd only get one chance—failure wasn't an option.]

[Though anxious, you showed no outward signs, dutifully patrolling the compound each day while seizing opportunities to toy with Topaz.]

[Topaz seemed to have grown accustomed, even ceasing her investigations.]

[But Obsidian grew impatient, frustrated by your slow progress.]

[During one patrol, she intercepted you and dragged you into her private tower.]

["What the hell are you dawdling for?! Don't even think of scheming—I've been watching you!" The moment you entered, Obsidian pinned you against the wall with one hand, her gaze sharp as a blade.]

[You feigned indifference. "I've already had my way with one of the Ten Stonehearts—Topaz, the Debt Collector. Every inch of her. However this ends, I've gotten my fill."]

["If this gets out, who do you think will be more humiliated? Certainly not a nobody like me." You shrugged.]

["You—?!" Obsidian was stunned. In just days, your attitude had shifted drastically.]

[The person before her now was nothing but a scoundrel.]

["What do you want?" she demanded, barely containing her rage.]

["Nothing much. Just... insurance. To ensure you won't discard me after I've served my purpose."]

["Aren't you afraid I'll kill you right now?" Her eyes glinted dangerously.]

[You smirked. "I'm a nobody. My life's worthless. But if I die, the Ten Stonehearts' reputation will be ruined~"]

[Then you pulled out your phone, displaying compromising photos of Topaz and a recording of Obsidian's threats.]

["If I don't cancel the scheduled upload within an hour, these will be shared across every major company platform."]

["Everyone will know a nobody defiled Topaz of the Ten Stonehearts—and that one of her colleagues not only allowed it but encouraged it."]

[Obsidian's face darkened. Diamond permitted infighting, but only within limits. If this reached him, neither she nor Topaz would escape unscathed—Topaz's dignity shattered, her own trust from Diamond lost.]

[She snatched your phone and smashed it.]

[You scoffed. "Won't change a thing. These 'treasures' are already backed up across multiple cloud drives."]

[Murderous intent radiated from Obsidian, her fists clenched—yet she didn't strike.]

[You remained calm. Had she wanted to kill you, she'd have done so immediately.]

["What. Do. You. Want." Her voice was ice.]

["Like I said—insurance." You smiled.]

["What kind?"]

[Leaning close, you whispered your demand. Her face twisted in shock.]

[Because what you asked was—]

["Use your mouth—"]

["Impossible! I will never service you like some wh*re!" She refused outright.]

[Your request was an insult. Her fingers twitched, poised to attack.]

[Having tested her limits, you backpedaled casually. "Promises and oaths pale next to carnal bonds. If you're truly unwilling, Miss Obsidian..."]

[You paused, pretending to deliberate, then relented. "...At least use your hands."]

[Her expression remained stormy, but you sensed hesitation—and pressed further.]

["Miss Obsidian... surely you don't want Diamond to see these 'materials'?"]

["You bastard! How dare you threaten me?!" Her eyes blazed anew.]

[This time, you met her gaze head-on, your face screaming, "Yes, I am. What of it?"]

[After a long silence, Obsidian yielded. "Fine. I agree."]

[She added venomously, "But if you try anything, I'll make you beg for death."]

[To you, it sounded like the hollow threat of a defeated foe—worthless.]

[With visible disgust, Obsidian extended her hand.]

[Immersion Mode: Activated!]

Solon studied Obsidian's slender fingers.

Her hands seemed bathed daily in milk—pale, smooth, supple. Every inch, down to each manicured nail coated in blood-red polish, was meticulously maintained.

They were like works of art.

And if those delicate fingers were to...

Well, paired with Obsidian's reluctant expression...

Even this appetizer would reach perfection!

"Stop wasting time!"

With a look of revulsion, Obsidian shoved Solon onto the sofa...

Solon's gaze darkened as Obsidian's slender fingers hovered awkwardly near his belt.

Her disgust was palpable—lips curled, crimson eyes burning with humiliation—yet that only stoked the fire in his gut.

The more she loathed him, the more fun he was going to have.

"Hurry up," he drawled, spreading his legs wider on the sofa in deliberate provocation. 

Obsidian's jaw tightened. With a sound of sheer contempt, she yanked his pants down, her nails scraping his hips in petty retaliation.

But when her eyes dropped to his already-hard length, her haughty mask flickered—just for a second—before she schooled her features into icy disdain.

Solon smirked. "Aww, scared, princess?"

Obsidian recoiled when he fisted a hand in her hair, dragging her forward. "Open."

She resisted, lips sealed in a stubborn line. Seeing that she was still hesitant, Solon gaze turned sharp as he started smearing his pre-cum on her plum lips.

Obsidian, seeing that nothing was going to change, slowly opened her lips. She had hope that at least she would be in control to make this more bearable but...

"Ghhk—!" Her gag reflex kicked in immediately, tears beading at the corners of her eyes as he bottomed out.

The vibrations of her choked whimpers only made him harder.

Solon had shoved his full length in the moment the opportunity called for it.

"Tch. Useless." He yanked her back by the hair, saliva stringing between her lips and his shaft.

"You call that effort? Maybe I should let Topaz watch how pathetic you are—"

"Don't—!" The threat snapped something in her. With a snarl, Obsidian lunged forward, taking him down her throat like she wanted to bite him.

But the friction was perfect, her tongue flattening against his underside in furious strokes.

Solon groaned, hips jerking. "Fuck, yeah—just like that."

He fucked her mouth in earnest now, grip brutal on her scalp.

Every time she glared up at him—disgusted, enraged—he pistoned deeper, until her throat fluttered around him in helpless spasms.

When he came, he made sure to hold her there, swallowing was the only option.

She choked, clawing at his thighs, but he didn't let go until his last pulse spilled down her throat.