043 CLAIMING THE PROMISED BLOW

043 CLAIMING THE PROMISED BLOW

"Right, I understand. What happened to the others?"

"They're gone. Madame la Rosa turned them into hellhounds or unicorns. Father's been captured and transformed into a unicorn, and he's being held in the Palace of Roses," Dassa explained.

"Who's Madame la Rosa? Where have I heard her name before?"

"She's the leader of the Order of Roses. She's been hunting down male players, taking their 'essences', and turning them into her unicorns."

"What the hell? So Emerald was after me because of that?"

"No. I was supposed to take your essence not her. I lured Emerald to you though because she likes it- your fucking 'essence'. She's the one who dismembered Father. I wanted to kill her myself."

"It's not my 'essence' she wants. The Roses are born with a fatal attraction for demons", Leo added.

"Well, you know."

"Is this Madame la Rosa another player?" Leo asked, trying to piece it all together.

"I'm not sure. She knows too much about us, so either she's a player or she's a part of the game itself, like a boss character. I don't fucking know," Dassa admitted.

"So, are you a real Rose?"

"No. I killed a real Rose and grafted her skin onto me. I may look like one, but I'm not."

"No wonder you didn't go high when you touched me like that bitch Emerald," Leo muttered.

"Yes that, that is the reason … about your Black Cock... I need your help now."

"Why do you need it?"

"Because it's the Roses' weakness," she revealed.

"What's in it for me?" Leo asked the girl.

"You'll get a free blow job", she replied to him.

"Right. It's a deal", he replied to her.

"Not from me," she replied.

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"What is it that you needed to discuss privately? There's nothing we can't address in the assembly in front of the Madame," Blue Rose asked, giving Dassa a sharp look.

"It's about Madam Green's disappearance," Dassa replied.

"Green? What about her?" Blue Rose asked, her expression shifting to one of concern.

"I'm not entirely sure, but before she disappeared, she approached me. She wanted to know about my 'chosen one'—the one I failed to secure," Dassa explained.

"Go on."

"She asked a lot of questions about him and insisted on a letter of introduction," Dassa added.

"Ridiculous. Madam Green wouldn't do that," Blue Rose said, looking skeptical.

"It's the truth. I can show you through a Mind Meld," Dassa offered, sharing her memories.

Blue Rose, always careful to verify information, engaged in the Mind Meld and scanned through Dassa's memories. Although the Mind Meld only exchanged feelings in memories, enough feeling was gathered about that conversation between Dassa and Green in her chamber to convince her.

"That slut Green. Where is she now?" Blue Rose asked, her tone cold.

"Madam Green Rose is missing, but I've found the chosen one she was after," Dassa said.

"You did? Good work," Blue Rose praised her.

"I've secured him in the brothel's holding cell," Dassa explained.

"Why didn't you bring him directly to the Realm of Roses?" Blue Rose asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Well…it involves Green Rose. If word got out, it could reflect poorly on the Order. I thought it best to consult you first. Should I bring him to the Palace of Roses for questioning?" Dassa asked.

Blue Rose considered her options.

"No. There are others like Green who've become infatuated with your chosen one for some reason. I don't want to stir up trouble until we fully understand the situation. I'll accompany you to the Bagnio la Pleasures to investigate this 'essence'."

"Yes, I'll arrange it immediately," Dassa replied.

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[The basement cell under Bagnio la Pleasure]

"Is this the chosen one you imprisoned? Why isn't he restrained?" Blue Rose asked, her gaze sharp as she observed the figure before her in the dark dirty cell under Bagnio la Pleasures.

"He's harmless, and we're in a locked cell," Dassa replied calmly.

Leo, looking between them with confusion, took a step forward.

"Why did you lock me up here? Let me go back to my family. My father is an important man," he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.

Blue Rose took a cautious step toward Leo, her gaze appraising as she looked over him. She studied his naked form carefully, then shrugged.

"He's just an ordinary man, even his 'essence' is not something I've not seen before," she muttered, shaking her head slightly. "What's so mesmerizing about him that every Rose is so enchanted?"

Dassa smirked from the side. "Maybe you need to get a bit closer to understand."

"That's absurd. He isn't my chosen one." Blue Rose gave an indignant scoff.

"To really know the truth, you have to feel him for yourself," Dassa said insistently.

A sigh escaped Blue Rose.

"Fine, if only to satisfy your curiosity." She extended a tentative hand toward Leo, reaching below his torso.

Yet, as her fingers brushed against him, she felt a strange spark she hadn't expected. Surprised, she found herself hesitating, then, almost involuntarily, allowing her hand to linger a little longer, curiosity flaring within her.

A shiver ran through her body, catching her completely off guard.

"What is this feeling?" she murmured, feeling herself drawn into an unexpected intensity.

Blue Rose felt something both primal and otherworldly ripple through her as her fingers made contact with Leo's flesh. The energy was darkly seductive, pulling her in ways she couldn't fully comprehend.

The air was thick with tension, a strange, magnetic pull drawing her closer to Leo.

"How… how can this be happening?" she whispered, her voice trembling, barely recognizable to her own ears. Her resistance crumbled as she yielded to the irresistible force of his presence, her lips brushing against his 'essence', losing herself in a whirlwind of overwhelming sensations.

"Here's the promised blow job for you," Dassa said to Leo, her tone casual, as if this were an everyday occurrence.

Blue Rose, caught in the moment, continued without hesitation, her actions driven by a mix of curiosity and desire.

Dassa appeared beside Blue Rose, her hands deftly helping her out of her clothing. Blue Rose didn't resist, allowing Dassa to assist her, her mind clouded by the intoxicating energy in the room.