QT: Against My Will-Chapter 546 - 8.63 - A New Tattoo - Monster Heist

The room was filled with a charged silence, punctuated only by the faint buzz of a tattoo machine. Victor watched the scene with a coiling knot of frustration. Each buzz of the tattoo machine was like a needle to his patience, ’What is she up to?’

Did she hate him or not? He thought he knew where he stood with her, but now, he was not so sure.

In the midst of the tension, soft snores began to fill the room. Bing Shi, seemingly unbothered by the tension thick enough to cut with a knife, had drifted off to sleep (her space).

"..." Victor’s grip tightened around the edges of his chair, the fingers whitening under the strain. "I had intended to grant her a new face, but something had interrupted my spell," he finally broke the silence, his voice a quiet storm, "At first, I thought it was her doing, but it was you all along, wasn’t it?"

Ru Quan, unable to contain his amusement, raised a quizzical brow at his sleeping wife, who seemed to be playing her part in this ridiculous masquerade, "I thought it was a fair price for discarding my stunning fiance and settling for someone like her. And to my surprise, Shina agreed."

He leaned down towards her neck, his tongue tasting the sweet nectar of her pulse point. It was slow and languid, matching his own mood. His eyes flickered across the room to where Victor was sitting as if telling him silently that her neck was now off-limits.

Victor’s face hardened, turning away from the enticing sight. A cold smile spread across his lips, a look of annoyance that said he knew just what Ru Quan was doing — tempting him with his perverse preferences.

His attention was momentarily captured by the subtle contour that formed as her breast pressed against the padded table.

The delicate curve created an alluring line, accentuating the natural beauty of her form — leaving him momentarily transfixed by the subtle beauty it unveiled.

Victor’s jaw twitched, trying to stop the blood rushing to his groin, "Have I ever mentioned how I’m absolutely dying to ravish you in the most passionate of ways?"

Ru Quan resumed tattooing her body with a slight smirk, "Those punches of love you bestowed upon me a few weeks ago? The sheer force behind them truly spoke about your feelings... nearly had me gasping for air."

Victor felt like something just poured a bucket of cold water over his head, "You’ve really taken the art of being disgusting to new heights."

It was evident that Victor was poking fun at the absurdity of his own words, reveling in the irony of the situation. He was making a statement that he would rather get hard for Ru Quan than Bing Shi.

Victor didn’t find it odd when Ru Quan showed interest in Silvia or Shina.

That man would frequently choose to work with the most disgusting individuals a person could imagine. Ru Quan barely masked his indifference in the face of death. It was clear from the start that their fight held no real purpose other than assessing their powers.

The true extent of Victor’s power still remained shrouded in mystery, but the manner in which he squandered his energy for Bing Shi’s extravagant whims spoke volumes about the unfathomable depths of his incredible power.

While Victor’s actions may have appeared reckless or driven by carnal instincts, there was a calculated purpose behind his seemingly impulsive behavior.

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Bing Shi woke up to a remarkable sight—a stunning tattoo enveloping her upper body. It was fully healed and looked as if she got it a few months ago.

The tattoo began with a delicate forest motif, swirling across her shoulders and chest like a majestic wave frozen in time.

Within the wines, a series of serpents slithered and entwined themselves around her scars, their sinuous bodies twisting and turning with grace and fluidity.

Intertwined with the snakes, vibrant flowers bloomed, their petals unfurling in an array of colors. These blooms exuded a paradoxical allure, simultaneously enchanting and foreboding.

"Do you like it?" Ru Quan asked, his hands still damp from washing away the excess ink. He reached for a nearby towel and began to dry his hands, his eyes fixed on Bing Shi.

With a burst of unrestrained enthusiasm, Bing Shi sprang to her feet and began to run towards him, her heart pounding with exhilaration, "I love it!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with sheer delight.

Her bare feet padded against the floor as she circled around him, careful not to destroy the tattoo, she didn’t dare to hug him yet. "I LOVE IT!" she impulsively pecked his lips.

Ru Quan’s caring voice cut through Bing Shi’s exuberant celebration, "Try to avoid new injuries and nourish your body to maintain its appearance over time," he advised.

Pausing for a moment, Bing Shi immediately put on a baggy crop top and her mask, "I’m going to ask Alain for some food," she marched out of the room, "Someone, give me some cookies, I’m starviiiiing."

When others caught a glimpse of Shina’s jaw-dropping new tattoo, their jaws dropped right along with it.

Laura and Aria swarmed her like bees to honey, their voices buzzing with excitement, "Oh my gosh! This looks insane! Do you think he could work his magic on us too?"

In a swift motion, Bing Shi raised her hand to block Ru Quan’s attempt to cover her mouth.

Ru Quan opened her palm and presented her with a sweet potato.

Bing Shi looked around, "Where is Victor?"

Juliet used her thumb to point at the toilets, "Dealing with the aftermath of Alain’s cooking."

"Oh, my," Bing Shi nodded, "I hope it’s nothing serious," she exclaimed between bites of the sweet potato, oblivious to the culinary catastrophe that had just taken place.

Alain looked at her as if asking: wasn’t it you who ordered me to send Victor down the sewage at first?

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Ru Quan went to roam around his in-law house with Bing Shi trailing by his side.

When they stepped outside, the relentless noise and vibrant energy of the fish market enveloped them, providing a perfect cover for Bing Shi’s parents to disguise their coded conversations.

With a gleeful twinkle in her eyes, Bing Shi guided Ru Quan towards her parents, "This is Leon, the one who sent you the gift."

Mrs. Night spoke up first after a slight cough. "Ah, Shina, you always manage to surprise us. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Leon. Welcome to our little world."

"..." Mr. Night on the other hand continued to blink at his daughter as if saying: if you need help blink thrice. He hid it under the facade of being shocked by her inked body, looking her up and down in disbelief.

Ru Quan cleared his throat, "I apologize for any confusion." He subtly positioned himself between Bing Shi and her father, "I should have introduced myself properly. My name is Leon Rusell, and I am proud to say that I am Shina’s husband."

Ru Quan’s words hung in the air, and a moment of silence followed. Mr. and Mrs. Night’s blinking eyes widened further.

"I’m still keeping my surname," Bing Shi outstretched her arms with a broad smile, "Well, we wanted to surprise you two. And look, mission accomplished!"

Her parents looked from Ru Quan to Bing Shi, their minds struggling to process this new revelation.

Bing Shi’s laughter echoed through the vibrant fish market as she grabbed Ru Quan’s hand and dashed away, her parents hot on their heels.

Mr. Night and Mrs. Nigh clutched the fish knives they had been using earlier, wielding them in jest.

"Shina! What’s the meaning of this?"

"Stop right there, you little punk! We demand an explanation!"

Having a few sidekicks was fine but having a husband came with a load of problems!

When they lost the sign of their daughter, they could only send her a message, "Shina! Did you sign up for a prenup at least?!"

Let’s be honest here, who wouldn’t want to marry their daughter for ulterior motives? They knew about her wealth and her popularity in the barracks, not to mention her expertise in bed, and her constitution of an omega.

Shina had a hideous face, but did it really matter here? Some men would fuck anything with a hole, even a corpse. To this day, they still had to chase some perverts away from Silvia’s tombstone.

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"Don’t parents usually want their kids to settle down once we reach a certain age and secure a stable job?" Bing Shi wondered as she hooked her hand around Ru Quan’s arm.

Ru Quan smiled slightly, "If Stinky Bun threw at us the same bomb as you just did, I would have tied him into a missile."

Bing Shi sighed as she suppressed her smile, "Our Stinky Bun is just thirty-five inches tall, I don’t want to worry about things that haven’t even reached his height yet."

Ru Quan couldn’t help but laugh at Bing Shi’s remark.

(35 inches - 89 cm)