My stepsisters are sexy demons, and I must protect them-Chapter 76: Only through his death will you finally be mine

«I... I love you, daddy... I love your cock inside me...» Ana Garroza moans.

Her voice is a strange mix of pleasure and pain, but too mechanical, too rehearsed—like she’s repeating a script someone forced into her head.

Completely naked, Ana rocks her hips with artificial passion.

Raelos’s massive erection stretches her far beyond what her body should be able to handle.

Her breasts bounce with each thrust, trapped between his long fingers, while her hands rest weakly on his chest.

The incubus, also naked, lies on a large bed with Ana straddling him.

The room around them is old-fashioned but elegant, matching the rest of the ancient marble villa located on the Greek island of Kinaros in the Aegean Sea.

The effort Raelos makes to push his inhuman length inside her, the way Ana moans and speaks in that fake, lifeless tone—it all stems from his charm magic, not her free will.

It fills him with growing anger.

And then, without warning, he shoves her off the bed.

Ana falls off the bed, landing hard on the floor.

Blood leaks from her torn pussy, streaming down her thighs and pooling on the ground.

She curls into a fetal position, limp, her eyes staring blankly into space.

Raelos sits back against the headboard, his cock still dripping with her blood.

He looks at her with a twisted mix of disgust and disappointment.

«Rejected by my own daughter—my own blood... what disgrace...» he growls, grinding his teeth.

«Don’t say that, father. You know I love only you—my body belongs only to you,» she replies, voice still flat and lifeless, every word a product of his mind control.

«Shut that mouth!» Raelos snaps.

His eyes flash purple—and Ana’s body is hit by a burst of electricity that makes her convulse violently in agony.

But no scream escapes her lips—just blood and vomit spill from her mouth.

~Why...? Why am I forced to use my magic to make you mine—to make you act like a daughter should naturally act toward her father...? I don’t understand... it can’t be just Velshekar’s fault... unless...~

Raelos rises from the large bed.

Ana lies at his feet, naked, soaked in blood from both her mouth and between her legs.

«You gave your body to your Soulmate, didn’t you—filthy little whore?» Raelos snarls viciously.

Ana simply nods. In her current state, fully enslaved by the incubus, she can do nothing else but obey.

That simple gesture makes Raelos explode with rage, disappointment, and bitterness.

«HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO YOUR FATHER?!»

Then—he kicks her in the face.

Ana slams into the brick wall of the room and crumples to the floor.

Her face is a broken mess—nose and jaw shattered, blood painting her features in red.

She lies still on the floor, in pain, but not a sound escapes her lips.

Crying and screaming aren’t part of the mental commands Raelos imposed.

Even if deep inside she wants to scream, sob, and fall apart, outside she’s blank and emotionless.

And so, faced with his daughter reduced to a broken, bloodied shell by his own hand, Raelos is suddenly struck by guilt.

His gaze softens.

He kneels beside Ana and gently pulls her into his arms.

Her bloody face rests against his chest.

«It’s not your fault you weren’t raised with the proper education of a succubus... I made the mistake of not raising you myself. But duties tied to the Cult of the Primordial Shadow kept me from being a present father. Don’t worry; once Nyratalir is finally awakened, you, me, and the daughters we’ll create together can live as a family, my beloved Ana...» he whispers sweetly, hugging her close.

But again, Ana shows no response.

She lets herself be held, unmoving, while blood drips from her mouth onto his chest and stomach.

«But to become a true family, I have to eliminate your Soulmate—the reason I can’t feel you as completely mine, the reason your body and mind still reject me.»

Raelos lifts Ana, lays her on the bed, and lies down next to her.

He caresses her breasts while speaking softly.

«Come on, my daughter... who is your Soulmate? Who’s the bastard who dared steal your heart?» he murmurs, voice tender but tense.

Ana parts her lips slightly—about to say something—but then closes them again.

«I see... your love for him is strong enough to oppose your father’s will...»

Then, once more, Raelos’s violet irises flash—and Ana’s eyes respond, glowing for several long seconds.

«Hak...» Ana whispers.

But again, she falls silent.

«Hak...? Come on, my beloved daughter. Who is your Soulmate?» Raelos urges, as the glow in his eyes—and in hers—intensifies.

Ana’s face becomes even more blank, expressionless—like a doll without will or consciousness.

«Hakuto... Tendo...»

«Hakuto Tendo...?» Raelos repeats in disbelief. «Is he related to the Monster Reaper Shin Tendo?!»

«He’s... his son...» Ana whispers, her voice flat, almost inaudible.

Raelos is stunned.

«Hakuto Tendo... the son of the Monster Reaper who exterminated more of our kind than anyone else... he’s the one you gave your body to?!» Raelos snaps. Just like that, the compassion and fatherly affection vanish from his face.

«There’s no end to the shame and humiliation you’re causing your father...» Raelos growls through clenched teeth, yanking Ana by the hair and slamming her face down into the pillow, as if trying to suffocate her. The pressure lasts only a few seconds.

«Since you and that filthy human... ugh, I can’t even say it—just thinking about Shin Tendo’s son’s cock inside my beloved daughter disgusts me. Anyway, now that the bond is formed between you two, you should be able to know his exact location. Tell me, my daughter—can you lead me to Hakuto Tendo...?»

But Ana shakes her head.

Raelos has no doubt she’s telling the truth.

A succubus’s ability to know her Soulmate’s location isn’t something that activates just from sex—it requires a specific spell.

And that spell only works if the bond is deep and mutual.

The absence of this spell—or the lack of reciprocity—makes it impossible for Ana to locate Hakuto.

But Raelos assumes it’s simply because Ana lacks the necessary knowledge, something he blames on his own absence during her upbringing.

Once again, he begins stroking her—this time, her long, blood-matted dark hair.

«Don’t worry, my daughter. Your father, the most powerful incubus in all of N’Raeth, knows methods that will allow you to locate your Soulmate even without the required conditions.»

At those words, Ana’s eyes seem to flicker—just for an instant—as if touched by a spark of life.

«Then... I’ll get to see Hakuto again?» she asks in a faint voice.

Raelos doesn’t like the glimmer of joy in her tone or expression when she hears she’ll see Hakuto again—but he decides to play along.

«Yes, my daughter. It will be a very difficult and painful process, but if you cooperate, I’ll reward you by letting you see him one last time... before I kill him.»

Ana smiles softly—a trace of happiness on her lips, as if her mind had completely ignored the last part of Raelos’s sentence.

«Thank you, daddy...»

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«W-WHAT...?! 50,000 Yen?!» Hakuto shouts, his eyes wide in disbelief. novelbuddy-cσ๓

But the taxi driver isn’t in the mood to argue. Hakuto is forced to pay out of pocket to avoid trouble with the police—not exactly the return to Ashiya he had imagined after more than seven months.

~Those cheapskates at HESPARC U.S. didn’t even bother to cover the ride! Damn it... that was nearly half of what I saved for these eight days. How pathetic... They better reimburse me, or there’s no way I’m joining that mission to kill Eskari~

Now standing in downtown Ashiya, Hakuto looks around with a wave of nostalgia.

He spots the maid café where Itsu used to drag him, the bar they got kicked out of thanks to Chantal and Yuzu, and the swimsuit store where Rika had been attacked... it all floods back.

He’s overwhelmed by a wave of memories—but at the same time, his expression turns pensive.

While reluctantly pulling money out of his wallet to pay the taxi driver, something had slipped out unnoticed—a small business card.

Now he’s holding it in his hand, staring at it absentmindedly.

The business card Professor Misaki Yuunami had given him the day before his transfer to Estonia.

Hakuto takes out his phone.

His gaze bounces between the screen and the business card.

For some reason he can’t quite explain, he feels the need to hear her voice.

He hesitates, frozen by the awkward thought that—out of all the students Professor Yuunami must have taught—there’s no way she would remember a boy she only had in class for a few months.

He fears hearing: ’Hakuto Tendo...? And who are you? Who gave you my number? Are you some kind of stalker? I’m calling the police!’

And after what just happened with the taxi driver, he really doesn’t want to hear the word "police" again for at least a month.

And yet, even though to him she’s little more than a stranger, Hakuto’s fingers tremble over the touchscreen.

He takes a breath.

Then, gathering his courage, he dials the number.

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