Suddenly Reincarnated Into R-19 Novel

Duke Felix PoV

Felix gazed at Henny, feeling as though he could still hear her voice. He wanted to hear it again.

"Master?" Henny turned to him, her expression sulky.

"Is it good to listen to a song in the theater?" He just wanted to hear Henny sing again.

"Not really... Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, Master," he quickly replied to avoid raising her suspicions.

"Perhaps you heard me?" Her eyes showed no emotion as she said this. Was she not angry?

"Honestly, yes. Are you mad, Master?"

"No," she replied curtly.

"You're amazing, Master." Felix felt his face heat up as Henny stared at him.

"Thank you." He was surprised to see her smile slightly at him, which made him smile back.

"Welcome, Master!" she grinned.

"Why are you smiling like that?" she asked. Why indeed? He wanted to be her ideal type; he remembered that Henny preferred men who were charming and gentlemanly.

"To show you I'm harmless, Master."

"Tsk! Really? Did you forget who you are? You're not that kind. Stop pretending. I know what kind of person you are."

Henny started to walk away, but Felix grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" She struggled to break free from Felix's grip, but he was too strong. Memories flooded back into her mind. To her shock, he embraced her.

"I'll really love you, Master." She tried to escape his hold, but he wouldn't let go.

"What! Let me go!" She screamed as she noticed the Duke loosen his grip slightly, so she pushed him away.

"Are you crazy? I told you I can't trust you!" Henny cried, tears streaming down her face as she trembled and squeezed herself into the corner of her bed.

"I'm sorry, Master. I just wanted to hug you—"

"You don't really know the hardship and fear you've brought into my life!"

"I'm sorry." Felix's expression changed as he saw Henny crying in front of him.

He handed her a knife.

"You can stab me, Master. If that makes you feel better, but please don't kill me right now." She reached out for the knife.

"If I stab you, I'll make sure you're dead. So just don't touch me again." He noticed her hands shaking and stepped back.

"Thank you for sparing my life, Master," she said sadly.

"Just don't do it again." He had calmed down a bit but was startled by the Duke's next words.

"Maybe it's good that you start torturing me so it won't be difficult when the day comes that you'll kill me."

Third Person POV

"Stop talking nonsense—" Henny froze as the Duke stripped in front of her and handed her what looked like a whip from nowhere.

"What are you doing!" Henny panicked as the Duke blindfolded her.

"Just do whatever you want, Master." She swallowed hard at the sight of his sculpted body.

He knelt before her while blindfolded. She gripped the whip tightly in her hand.

She couldn't help but admire the Duke's physique in front of her. She felt entranced by his alluring posture.

"I won't do it."

"Why? Are you afraid of hurting me?" What the hell!

"No, rather it's better to kill you—"

"I'll make you suffer then; I tortured you before, didn't I? Why don't you do it to me? It's time for your revenge on me and let me feel the pain you've experienced with me, Master."

Henny was overwhelmed with emotions; it felt like the room was closing in on her.

"Stop talking!"

"I'm doing you a favor, Master. If you want to step on me, feel free. I would be happy if you punished me."

He removed the blindfold and embraced her thigh.

"I'm happy if you do that." His eyes were desperate for her touch.

Is he really crazy? It made sense what he said; she could take revenge on him for ruining her life.

But what kind of punishment could she give him that would truly make him feel the grief she suffered because of him? The only thing that came to mind was to kill him as soon as possible.

"I'll think about it," he smiled at her.

"I'm looking forward to it, Master."