Chapter 112: I Still Prefer Your Defiant Self - I Forged Them in Darkness, and They Buried Me in It

### Chapter 112: I Still Prefer Your Defiant Self Eileen was in a state of panic. Initially, she had merely gotten up in the middle of the night, discovering Selena's absence, and decided to check on her. She had thought, if Selena was indeed acting on an impulse and doing something foolish, she would need to intervene promptly. But never in her wildest dreams did she expect this turn of events. Whether Selena was in trouble remained uncertain, but Eileen was definitely in a predicament now. After her initial disorientation, Eileen finally gathered her wits and began to struggle fiercely in Loxiu's embrace. Loxiu was taken aback by her unexpected reaction. Where was the arrogance you had just moments ago? he wondered. Now you're scared? Without further deliberation, he leaned down, his voice brooking no argument as he whispered in her ear, "Don't move." Although his voice was not loud, the calmness of the night paired with his proximity ensured Eileen heard him clearly. His breath was warm and enveloped Eileen's face in an instant. Her body tensed, and inexplicably, it was as if all her strength had been drained. She went limp in his embrace, unable to move. Then, his voice spoke again, the warmth of it making her body tingle. “Not moving anymore?” He chuckled, "I still prefer your defiant self from before." Loxiu had assumed it was Selena who had sneaked back, thinking he was commenting on Selena's previous bold confession. However, to Eileen, it was a completely different scenario. As expected... This pervert! Eileen bit her lip in silent frustration. Earlier, she had considered whether it might be a misunderstanding, but after hearing his words, she was certain it was pure retaliation. It was retribution for her feigned indifference and mockery during the day. And perhaps the revenge was just a pretense, and he actually intended to take advantage of the situation! Eileen had never been one to shy away from assuming the worst in people. From her perspective, this long-hidden pervert had finally shown his true colors. Should she resist? Honestly, throughout these past days of interaction, Eileen’s perception of Loxiu had begun to shift. Now, she was utterly confused. It felt like she was standing amidst a fog, directionless and uncertain. Meanwhile, in Loxiu's embrace, the girl's rebellion had ceased. A surge of unexplained anger welled up within Loxiu. He contemplated exerting a little pressure, just to serve as a mild punishment. Otherwise, if Selena were to launch midnight sneak attacks frequently, how would he ever get a good night's sleep? Thus, Loxiu moved his head closer. Close enough that they could hear each other's breath. The scent in the air was an intoxicating aroma. The girl seemed terrified and remained utterly still. Loxiu, momentarily stunned, let out an intentionally wicked laugh. "Hehehehe..." With that, his hand moved unhesitatingly, resting on the girl’s slender waist. The sensation was burning, like a fire underneath. Loxiu froze. He thought, isn’t this body temperature abnormally high? In response, the girl’s delicate frame trembled lightly. If the moonlight was as bright as it had been earlier, it would surely reveal her flushed cheeks. A captivating sight. It was an exhilarating experience Eileen had never encountered in her life. The man's large hand, warm and steady, was powerful yet not rough. Despite the barrier of her clothes, Eileen couldn't help but breathe in short, shallow bursts. She wanted to reject loudly, to rebuke the man's uncouth behavior. Yet the words turned into a soft, delicate whimper. Her heart willed her to rebel, but her voice betrayed her, and she writhed and whimpered. Her coy, feminine demeanor made Eileen both ashamed and angry. She felt she was becoming strange, and if this continued... Eileen dared not think further; she feared becoming one of those women she had always despised. Fortunately, Loxiu had a sense of restraint and knew when to stop. Feeling the incredible smoothness of her skin beneath his hand, Loxiu, using great self-discipline, pulled his hand away. He playfully tapped the girl's rear, saying, "Go on back." In the darkness, Eileen, startled by his sudden action, let out a muffled yelp. But at that moment, she had no intention of dwelling on it; she hurriedly rolled out of bed, stumbling out of the room. Loxiu remained, staring at her retreating figure, momentarily rooted on the spot. He pondered, did her voice sound a little different? There was a subtle discrepancy to Selena’s usual tone, though he was too tired to give it much thought. Exhausted, to the point where his eyelids started to droop, he fell back asleep at once. ... The cool breeze wafted gently. Eileen had barely stepped outside the room when her legs gave way, nearly bringing her to her knees. Clenching her teeth, she leaned against the wall, slowly steadying herself before making her way back to her own room. The small hand hanging by her side clenched into a tight fist. Taut now, her fist was taut. Thinking over how she had been so thoroughly taken advantage of by that pervert tonight, Eileen was consumed with despair. Of course, her greatest despair stemmed from her complete lack of resistance... Could her whimpering even be considered resistance? What on earth was happening to her? Eileen glanced up at the tranquil night sky, feeling an overwhelming sense of confusion. She placed her hand gently over her heart. It thumped ceaselessly, like a relentless drum. The cool corridor breeze swept away some of the heat from her face. Carrying an indescribable sentiment, Eileen returned to her room. Just as she was about to enter, she suddenly remembered her original intent of finding Selena. Instead, she had wandered around only to be groped by that pervert without any sign of Selena. Fortunately, a familiar voice beckoned from inside the room. "Eileen, is that you?" Eileen's eyes lit up. Shaking her head to rid it of peculiar thoughts, she pushed the door open and walked in. A hand reached out, and Eileen and Selena tightly embraced. Then, in a puzzled tone, Selena remarked, "Eileen, where did you go? Why is your body so hot? Are you not feeling well?" Eileen was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and for reasons unknown to herself, decided to keep her experience concealed. "I, I just went to the bathroom..." For once, she lied to Selena. The sadness in Eileen’s heart deepened. She felt corrupted, no longer the pure girl she once was. Though some doubt lingered, Selena chose to trust her friend. She nodded, her eyes shining bright, and couldn't help but nuzzle her face against Eileen’s cheek. Her whole being radiated irrepressible joy. Seeing her happiness, Eileen felt a pang of discomfort. Surely, Selena was unaware of the perils Eileen had narrowly avoided at the hands of that pervert... Suddenly recalling something, she inquired, "What about you? Where did you run off to?" "When I woke up, why couldn’t I see you, Selena?"