Rehab for SuperVillains (18+)-Chapter 252: froze

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Chapter 252: froze

"Yes. Kael banged my brains out."

The table froze, forks pausing mid-air, eyes snapping to Rhea.

Tila’s black eyes widened, her fork clattering against her plate, her tail twitching sharply.

Lila’s blush deepened, her black eyes dropping to her lap, her curls hiding her face.

Liss choked on her tea, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement, her smirk widening.

The fork bent into a right angle, Freya’s glare returned, her blue eyes blazing, her voice low. "Really, Rhea? At the table?"

Rhea shrugged, her amber eyes glinting, her grin unrepentant. "What? It’s not like you didn’t hear. The walls aren’t that thick." She popped a piece of bread into her mouth, chewing with exaggerated satisfaction, her tank top shifting to reveal her curves.

Kael’s hazel eyes danced with amusement, his grin subtle as he took a bite of Freya’s cooking, the rich flavors bursting on his tongue, grounding the chaotic energy at the table.

Tila muttered under her breath, her black eyes fixed on her plate, her tail swishing faintly, her cheeks still flushed. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

Lila’s black eyes flicked to Kael, a faint smile tugging at her lips, her curls bouncing as she shifted in her seat.

Liss leaned back, sipping her tea, her blue eyes glinting with mischief.

"Well, at least someone’s having fun," she said, her voice teasing, her bun swaying. "Meanwhile, Tila’s been scrubbing dishes like they insulted her."

Tila’s black eyes snapped up, her voice sharp. "Shut it, Liss."

Rhea smirked, her amber eyes softening. "Careful, Tila. You’re Kael’s maid, not ours. Don’t start picking fights."

Tila’s tail flicked with irritation, her black eyes smoldering, but she held her tongue.

Instead, she stabbed at her food with newfound determination and finally took her first bite.

"Mmm," she murmured, the flavor hitting her like a reward. After everything she’d been through, the meal tasted ten times better.

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The clatter of dishes echoed softly from the kitchen, where Tila stood at the sink, sleeves rolled up, her wild black hair tied back, her black eyes focused as she washed plates with quiet intensity, the tail plug swishing faintly behind her.

Beside her, Lila dried and stacked, her curls bouncing, her black eyes soft, a faint hum escaping her lips, the domestic rhythm a stark contrast to the villa’s usual chaos.

The scent of Freya’s dinner—savory curry, roasted vegetables, and fresh bread—lingered in the air, warm and grounding.

In the living room, Kael, Freya, Rhea, and Liss sprawled across the couches, the glow of the TV casting flickering light as the final moments of a web series episode played out, its cheerful jingle signaling the credits.

Kael leaned back, his hazel eyes relaxed, a faint smile on his lips, while Freya’s platinum-cyan hair spilled over her shoulders, her blue eyes half-lidded.

Rhea slouched beside her, her crimson hair loose, her amber eyes glinting with restless energy.

Liss, her blonde bun coming undone, sipped her tea with a glint of mischief in her blue eyes.

She glanced at Kael.

A silent nod passed between them.

Rising smoothly, she stretched, her fitted shirt accentuating her athletic frame.

Her voice sliced through the post-dinner lull.

"Fun’s over. Time for late-night drills."

Freya groaned, her blue eyes rolling, her platinum-cyan hair shifting. "Ugh, seriously? It’s past midnight."

"Yeah," Rhea added, slumping deeper into the couch, her amber eyes narrowing. "We just ate. I’m not running laps with a stomach full of curry."

Liss crossed her arms, her blue eyes sharp, her smirk unwavering. "This isn’t for me. It’s for you two."

Freya raised an eyebrow, her voice dry. "Oh? How noble."

Liss shrugged, her blonde bun bouncing. "You want to stay sharp? Stay alive? Then drills. Just laps around the perimeter and some reflex and scouting work, just the basics. Nothing extreme. I’ll keep an eye on everything."

Freya hesitated, her blue eyes flicking to Kael, concern flickering in her gaze. "Still... we can’t leave Kael alone."

Liss’s smirk widened, her blue eyes glinting. "We won’t be far, barely meters away. Besides, Kael can handle himself for an hour. Also, I will keep my eye on him, don’t worry about that."

Grumbling, Freya and Rhea stood, their reluctance palpable as they headed to change.

They returned in their suits—sleek, tailored, and practical, masks in place to hide their identities, their curves accentuated but their faces obscured.

Freya’s suit gleamed with icy accents, her blue eyes sharp behind her mask.

Rhea’s suit flickered with faint embers, her amber eyes blazing.

Liss gave Kael a knowing wink, her blue eyes sparkling, and he nodded with a smile, their earlier whispered plan in motion.

Freya leaned in, her lips brushing sensually against Kael’s, soft and warm, her blue eyes glinting. "Don’t wait up for us. Try not to cry while we’re gone."

Rhea followed, catching his mouth in a slow, teasing kiss, her lips hot, her amber eyes dancing. "We’ll come back soon, hero boy. Try not to miss us too much."

Kael chuckled, his hazel eyes warm, his voice light. "You two act like you’re going to war."

"Because it feels like war," Rhea muttered, her eyes rolling.

He kissed them both back, his lips lingering briefly, a quiet promise in the contact. "Good luck out there. I’ll hold the fort."

The three heroines turned for the door, Freya and Rhea stepping out first, their masks in place, their steps confident.

Liss walked behind them, but just as she reached the threshold, she stopped, spun on her heel, and grabbed Kael by the collar, her blonde bun bouncing, her blue eyes blazing with mischief.

Before he could speak, she yanked him down, pressing her lips to his—hot, deep, a brief but searing kiss that sent a spark through his veins, her tongue teasing his for a fleeting moment.

She let go with a wink, her voice a sultry murmur.

"For motivation... and the thrill."

And then she was gone, the door clicking shut behind her, the sound sharp in the quiet villa.

Kael was still smiling, his hazel eyes glinting as he turned back toward the living room, the warmth of Liss’s kiss lingering on his lips—

When he caught a flicker of movement by the door, something black and furry, vanishing down the hall.

Tila.

Her black eyes had seen it, her tail swishing as she disappeared.

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