Chapter 47: Daily Life of a Master Villain.

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(Angel's P.O.V)

Waking up the next morning was...weird to say the least.

For starters, I wasn't alone in my bed. The calm breathing was the indication.

A floral scent invaded my nostrils as a warm body to my left shifted inside the sheets.

My groggy eyes landed on a mop of white hair which led down to smooth skin, exposed by the flimsy gray night gown that my bed partner wore.

'Rose?'

I thought to myself, recognizing the thin waist and mountain of an ass hiding under the sheets.

Her arm was slung over my chest, pressing her generous rack onto my naked chest. I could see the cleavage. But even better was the sensation.

Her tits were big and firm, inducing strange new feelings in me. Enough so, that the lower part of my body noticed.

Damn puberty.

I didn't know whether to be happy or nervous. My last life had not prepared me for this.

"...mmmh more..."

She moaned with a flushed face, sending shivers across my back. Her eyes were closed so she had to be dreaming.

But the rapidly rising tent on my pants didn't care and poked her on the thigh.

Both of us tensed up.

Blue eyes opened to meet mine. And under the shadow of her white hair, Ravager's cheeks gained a slight red. For a few seconds, We kept staring at each other without saying a word.

"Is that...?"

She asked, her hand trailing down to my hips. Only for me to grab the wrist.

"What are you doing in my room Rose?"

I asked, injecting a bit of seriousness to my tone.

"I couldn't sleep, so I snuck in."

She innocently responded, tugging her hand away and grabbing my dick.

"Hope you don't mind...Angel..."

She added seductively.

My eyes widened imperceptibly. I acted calm outwards but I could feel my heart sped up. This was new territory for me.

"You don't need to hold back with me...its okay...I can make you feel good..."

She whispered into my ear, her warm breath tickling me.

I was speechless.

Her palm gently begun stroking, sending a wave of new sensations through my body. It felt better than jerking off. And she was touching it through the fabric.

A smidgen of reason prevailed.

'Fuck. Get it together!' I screamed on the inside.

"This is wrong. I'm your boss."

I stated in a more even tone, slightly pushing her away.

"We can't have that kind of relationship...besides you're still young."

The second the words left my mouth, I realized I'd slipped up. Rose stared at me in confusion.

"But I'm older than you."

Shit.

"I meant we're both not ol- aah..."

My words were cut off as she ignored me and sank beneath the covers.

And before I could even stop her, the rim of my pants was pushed down. Her warm mouth wrapped around the head of my dick, and reason became meaningless.

I couldn't believe it. What happened next was the best feeling I'd ever experienced.

Ravag- Rose slowly started sucking. Her tongue trailed the area under my pee hole, before darting downwards with agonizing softness.

What made it hot was the look on her face. Her beautiful blue eyes stared intently into mine, studying my reactions and adjusting her actions accordingly.

Her hands were pressed down on my thighs, stopping me from fidgeting as the pleasure filled my mind. Too much and too unexpected to describe. I was drowning in her ministrations.

And when she gently caressed my balls, that was the breaking point.

I grunted, arching my back as I thrust up. My hands wrapped around the back of her head and pushed her down, my dick reaching the back of her throat.

An electric charge rushed through me, turning my world white with mind blowing pleasure.

I fell back on the bed, breathing a bit too fast while staring at the high ceiling above, stunned.

Rose shifted her body, the strands of her hair tickling my skin as she wrapped her hands around my neck, head resting on my chest.

Her throat moved as she swallowed, before licking her lips.

"Mmh...a bit salty but not bad..."

She muttered with a seductive smirk, staring up at me.

"I wasn't expecting it to be so big though..."

Complex emotions warred within me. There was annoyance at the unexpected violation, but that was undermined by the fact I could have stopped her at any minute and hadn't done so.

There was also pride at her last comment, but most of all, I just felt satisfied. As if a load had been lifted off my shoulders.

It's why I found myself smiling down at her.

"I don't think I'll mind the occasional sleepover, Rosey."

-0-

Ravager left for her own room afew minutes later.

It was best to keep our little arrangement between us as I didn't want the others to know something had happened.

I was their friend yes, but I was also their boss.

After she was gone, I cleaned up, throwing on something casual before joining everyone for breakfast.

There was no sign of the yesternight's party as I walked down the stairs, the staff having tidied up the place.

Breakfast was a short affair. I had made it just before Candie left for school. The others except for Goku were also awake, so I was able to introduce my sister to them.

Candie left with Bane in tow. Cheshire, Ravager and Jinx were in need of some new clothes, so I had Shade take care of transporting them to town.

A few glances had been shared between Ravager and I, but I was confident no one suspected a thing.

I on the other hand, had a lot of things to take care of. Chief of them being paperwork.

-0-

"I thought hiring you would free up my time Christopher."

I grumbled at him, the two of us in my office.

My pen was a blur as I signed off on acquisition documents, contracts, dosiers, all the while reading through proposals and monthly reports.

"I apologize Sir, but my authority is limited in some cases. Only your signature is capable of moving certain gears."

The C.E.O stated,

"Oh and sign here...and here...I also need your thoughts on this..."

By the time we were done, it was around midday. And that was while using the Speedforce to enhance my brain.

Christopher left and I was able to rest for a bit. Then it was time for the gym.

Pumping Iron and speedster Cardio was a good way to relax the mind. Especially after my crazy morning.

My body went on autopilot as I moved through the motions, alleviating my exhaustion by using nanites.

Later on, I hit the swimming pool- which doubled as another training area for me. The water was perfect for practicing my magic.

-0-

Bubbles rose to the surface of the pool, as I hit the 7th minute mark, which was my breath holding limit.

My lungs felt irritated and stuffy and I was feeling a little light headed.

That said, my concentration didn't waver, eyes set on my palms, where I was keeping a wisp of red flame burning within a transparent sphere of ice.

The flame danced weakly, as if it could die out at any time, sustained only by the heat mana trapped within the ice.

Using both sides of my fire and ice magic was slowly seeing some progress. Without the aid of nanites, I could only release and control a very tiny amount of both at the same time.

The flame went out during the 8th minute mark, which was also my absolute limit without air, causing me to swim upwards.

The second I broke through the surface, I found Shade waiting by the side, holding a towel in his hands.

Ever the dutiful Right Hand.

-0-

"Young master,"

Shade said from behind, the two of us walking back to the house.

"She's here."

I nodded. This was good news.

"And Psimon?"

"He's ready for us in the dungeons."

Shade replied.

"Even better. Now we can deal with this Light issue and be done before Dinner."

I responded, passing through the door to the living room, only for my next step to be on a brick layered path of the dungeon complex below my Mansion. I love Shade's powers.

Before us was a dim hallway with rows of cells spaced out by walls of thick concrete.

And on their knees, waiting for me were 3 people.

The 2 adults were closer to me, while the 3rd individual who was my age, knelt behind one of them.

"Stand up."

I ordered and the two- Black Widow and Psimon complied.

"It's an honor to be in your presence once more, Young Master. Congratulations on your Tournament win."

Widow said, staring down at me with a soft smile.

"I as well, Boss. It's an honor."

Psimon added after her, his face a mix of fear masked by the grin he was spotting.

"Mmh."

I lightly nodded, satisfied.

"How are things on your end Widow?"

"Good. Everything is moving according to plan. Spider's Web influence has reached all corners of the globe. We are now expanding our operations."

She replied.

"I was hoping to share an extensive report at your earliest convenience."

"Very Good, Widow. I knew I could count on you. Come by my office tonight."

I informed her, shifting focus to my resident Telepath.

"As for you Psimon..."

I began, my serious voice making him stiffen.

"Good job with the Watchtower mission. Shade highly praised your part in it."

The Telepath's shoulders slumped in relief.

"Thank you Boss! I of course aim to please."

Maybe a little too eager to please. I threw a look at Shade, who noticed my questioning glance and smiled strangely.

Huh. Weird. He's usually blank faced.

Was he responsible for Psimon's KissAss attitude? If he is, can't complain about it. It makes it easier to handle the Telepath.

My eyes lastly flickered to the small form behind Widow. A very familiar one.

"Good to see you again, X-23."

I called out.

Hearing me address her, she finally turned her head up to look at me, a complicated expression on her face.

"T-thank you. It's nice to meet you Young Master."

"No need for that."

I waved away the formalities, motioning for her to stand up.

"We're the same age after all. How have you been since the tournament?"

She got to her feet, eyes jumping to Widow before refocusing on me.

"F-fine. Widow has been taking good care of me."

She stated stiffly.

I couldn't help but arch a brow at Widow, who coyly avoided my direct gaze. Instead she pushed X-23 forward.

"Young Master, I would like to introduce you to my apprentice, you know her as X-23, but her real name is Laura Kinney."

Oookay. Is there someone subtly influencing the fate of this strange world? Because how come she has the same exact name as the X-23 from the real Marvel Universe? Did Widow pick it out for her or did she do it herself?

You know what? I don't even care.

I stretched my hand out.

"Nice to meet you, Laura. My name is Angel, I hope we can be friends."

It was easy to see what Natasha was trying to accomplish- Reforging the relationship between X-23 and I from competitors to friends, or at least Employee and Employer, given that Widow worked for me.

"Friends?"

Laura hesitantly asked, staring at my open hand.

Then slowly but surely, she reached out and clasped it.

"There. That wasn't so hard right?"

I smiled at her, a similar shy smile spreading across her face.

And let me be totally honest, Laura was cute. But when she smiled, that cuteness was dialed up to 11. It was like I was staring at her different girl from the serious and taciturn assasin back on Infinity Island.

We shook hands, before she let go, a determined expression crossing her face. Eyes set on mine, she hit the side of her chest with a fist.

"Thank you for saving my life. I pledge to serve you loyally, Young Master."

A serious look crossed my own face as well.

"I promise not to betray your choice Laura. You won't regret standing with me."

"With that out of the way, it's time for the main reason we're all here."

I instructed, eyes set on the cells that housed the members of the Light.