Chapter 437: 437. I’m Going To Have So Much Fun Breaking Her Composure! (His Fiance F-Up!)

Rex let out a dark, throaty chuckle, tilting her head back further as his fingers tangled in her purple locks. "For now... I’m going to call you Professor because it’s going to be more embarrassing for you that one of your students is about to do something to ya~!"

"Tell me something, Professor," he purred, his voice laced with genuine curiosity. "What makes you so damn smart...?"

"How did you figure me out so easily? Most people around here are blind as fuck."

"But I think you know a lot of fun facts about me, and you choose to keep it as a secret, not like your fucking older sister Helena, who snitched on me for being a reincarnator!"

Elizabeth met his burning gaze with unnerving stillness. "Uhm..."

"It wasn’t difficult to observe," she replied, her voice devoid of judgment. "I forgot what night it is, but during the expedition..."

"I woke up in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom just to hear... noises coming from the outside..."

Rex’s grin faltered, his grip tightening just a fraction. "And?"

"And I saw you," she continued plainly. "You had that druid, Nerith, pinned against the oak tree."

"You weren’t exactly... discreet, but... The way you were making love with her and the sounds she was making were quite the performance."

"But I kept walking... I didn’t say a word to anyone, and I do think Nerith was the one who demanded it after you saved her from the gorge, probably."

"And she’s not with Apollo yet, so... for me it’s kind of a normal thing."

Rex froze, his intense eyes searching her face for any sign of mockery or disgust. Finding none, a slow, predatory smile spread across his face.

"Fuck... you watched me take her?" He let out a low whistle of approval. "And you kept your mouth shut?"

"Most women would have run straight to fucking anyone to tattle like that fucking ice princess."

"Why would I?" Elizabeth asked calmly. "It wasn’t my business..." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"You were doing what you wanted, and it seemed to serve its purpose."

"And besides..." She paused, her gaze unwavering. "I saw what you did when the mountain pass collapsed."

"You pulled her out. Apollo himself couldn’t have been more capable in that moment."

"You’re a savior, Rex. A pervert beast, yes, but a savior nonetheless."

Rex let out a sharp bark of laughter, genuinely impressed. He released her hair only to cup her jaw, his thumb dragging harshly over her lower lip.

"Ah fuck, now I’m fucking impressed to see that you’re different," he admitted, his voice dropping to a growl of respect. "Most people here are either terrified of me or worshiping at my feet like idiots."

"You... you just see me for what I am and still call me a hero."

"I like that," Rex smirked. "I fucking like that."

His eyes burned with a new kind of hunger, not just lust but a twisted form of admiration. "You’re no ordinary tutor, Elizabeth."

"You’re smarter and colder than I gave you credit for." He suddenly yanked her closer, pressing her chest against his hard frame. "Now that I know you’ve seen me at my worst..."

"...let’s see if you can handle me at my best."

Rex’s voice dropped to a low, honeyed purr as he leaned in, his breath ghosting over her lips. "You know... I’ve wanted to break that composed little face of yours since the second I laid eyes on you."

"All that intelligence, all that poise... it just made me want to ruin it even more." His hand slid down her spine, fingers digging into the curve of her waist. "I could tell even then..."

"You’re untouched, and that fucking... smoking hot massive body of yours hasn’t been properly used yet."

"Have you not heard any funny rumors from any male students in the Grand Academy...?" Rex asked.

"Yes... I heard that a lot... but Alexander was the one that dealt with it, so I didn’t hear much of it... and I know that I myself am actually proud of this." Elizabeth said while looking at her plump body. "Also... the more I walk with it... it starts to get heavy and frustrating that I wanted a normal body."

Just as his lips began to press against hers, Elizabeth raised a delicate hand, her fingers pressing against his mouth to halt the kiss. She turned her gaze away, her expression remaining eerily calm despite the heat radiating between them.

"S-Stop... Kissing is forbidden," she stated simply, her voice steady. "But... other than that? All is allowed."

Rex let out a dark, amused chuckle. "Forbidden? What are you, a nun?"

He leaned in closer, his nose brushing against her cheek. "Tell me the truth then, Professor."

"Are you really as pure as you act? Are you still a fucking virgin?"

Elizabeth didn’t hesitate. She didn’t blush or stammer. She simply stared at the wall ahead of her.

"Yes... I am..." Her voice carried a clinical honesty that seemed to fascinate him more than any moan could. "Alexander has not touched me..."

"I was saving it for the marriage... I was trying to be the perfect fiancée, waiting for the proper ceremony and the proper time."

She turned her gaze back to him, her violet eyes meeting his predatory ones with unflinching clarity. "And because of his fucking incompetence because he couldn’t keep track of a simple key... here I am..."

"Standing in your room... being used by a man who isn’t my husband or even lover."

Rex’s grin turned feral, his fingers digging deeper into her hips. "So that’s how it is?"

"You’re here because your man is too weak to protect his responsibility that I’ve given." He let out a harsh, triumphant laugh. "I love this... I fucking love how this works!"

"You’re a virgin, all that education, all that dignity... and you’re handing it over to me because Alexander failed."

"I feel bad for him now, but eh... he’s being stupid with it by trying to impress you," Rex whispered. "I can impress you more with a lot of secrets that I have."

Elizabeth’s body shivered, and then he suddenly gripped the back of her head, his large hand tangling in her purple hair as he forced her to look at him. "Since you’re being so honest, Professor, let’s be honest about one more thing."

"You’re going to take every inch of me, and you’re going to thank me for it. Because I’m taking care of the mess your pathetic fiancé made."

"I understand," Elizabeth replied, her voice devoid of protest as she stood there, vulnerable yet composed. "I will be... efficient in my duties."

"Fuck, you’re the perfect I wanted," Rex growled, his thighs pressing between hers as he prepared to claim his prize. "Let’s see if I can make you forget that fucking marriage exists."

"Just call me... Elizabeth," she said, her voice level as she looked up at him. "Tonight... we need to be close..."

"Formality will only hinder the efficiency of what must happen."

Rex threw his head back and let out a guttural laugh that echoed off the inn’s timber walls. "What, you’re prescribing me how to fuck you now?"

"Oh, fucking hell, you really are a fucking educator in any situation, aren’t you?" He smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement at her clinical approach to her own degradation.

He stepped behind her, his massive frame looming like a shadow over her smaller form. Without preamble, his rough, calloused hands began to roam down her body, starting from her shoulders and sliding over the swell of her breasts.

He didn’t worship her curves; he claimed them with possessive, heavy-handed movements that treated her like conquered territory.

"Look at this," Rex growled, his palms sliding down to grip her massive ass, squeezing the flesh hard enough to leave bruises. "Still pure... Still pristine... And all because that pathetic simp Alexander can’t keep track of the key that I gave him."

Rex also noticed that she tries to act strong by trying not to let out any moans or screams, and that will change soon. "No need to hold back, you know?"

"N-No... I can manage..."

’He’s right,’ Elizabeth thought, her eyes staring blankly at the wall as Rex’s hands raked over her skin.

"I spent months being careful, being prudent, waiting for the proper circumstances... and Alexander spent all day following me like a lost puppy, trying to impress me with his useless chivalry, only to fail miserably when it actually mattered."

"He was following me around like a fucking dog all day," Rex continued, his voice dripping with mockery as his hands moved down to her thighs, squeezing with bruising force. "Trying so fucking hard to be the perfect man."

"And for what? To watch his perfect, untouched fiancée get used by the man who actually got the job done?"

"You’re a fucking joke, Alexander."

’A joke indeed,’ Elizabeth mused internally as she felt his heat pressing into her back. ’My dignity is being stripped away by a man who knows exactly what he’s doing, while the man I was supposed to belong to is currently staring at a broken piece of metal like it’s the end of the world.’

’How pathetic.’

Rex leaned down, his teeth grazing the shell of her ear. "You’re going to thank me for this, aren’t you?"

"For taking what your fiancé was too incompetent to protect."

"I will," Elizabeth responded, her voice steady as she felt his fingers dig into her hips. "His failure is my predicament..."

"Your competence is my solution."

"Goddamn, you really are cold," Rex chuckled, his grin widening. "I’m gonna have so much fucking fun breaking that composure."