Read Novel Full Chapter 1601: To My Da~Da~Darkside!
Chapter 1601: To My Da~Da~Darkside!
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"After all, I love you, darling~"
Whether it was desperation clawing at her ribs or a fragile thread of hope wrapping around her mind, hearing the monster speak those words with eyes soaked in affection made the woman’s heart stutter violently, as if it had forgotten whether to beat or break.
"W-What are you talking about? Y-You just killed—"
Before she could finish, Aether gently placed his fingers over her lips, silencing her trembling voice.
He leaned closer, his breath brushing her skin as he spoke in a soft, coaxing tone.
"Of course, I killed the man who cheated on you. Tell me, how dare he touch another woman when you loved him so deeply that you were ready to abandon your own pathetic husband for him...."
"In fact, when I heard your story, I couldn’t help myself.
I fell in love with you, my dear. Completely, helplessly~"
His fingers traced along her cheek,
"You lovely darling... it must have hurt, didn’t it? Being kept like a second bitch... hidden, used, discarded when convenient.
You must have worked so hard to earn his love, to deserve his touch, and yet there he was... fucking around with every woman he could find.
That’s cheating, isn’t it...?"
His voice dipped into a darker, almost amused tone.
"Are you crying? Oh, don’t cry... that’s exactly why I killed him~"
The woman’s face twisted in shock, her lips parting as her voice trembled under the weight of disbelief.
"Y-You did all of this... for me?"
Aether nodded slowly, his gaze shifting toward the trembling, broken woman nearby, her body still writhing faintly in pain, eyes wide with horror as she watched everything unfold.
"I even hurt her for you... made sure none of them would ever hurt you again."
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The woman’s breath grew uneven as she stared at him, her mind struggling to catch up with the twisted devotion unfolding before her.
"E-Everything? For me? Really?"
Aether’s smile deepened.
"Of course, darling. And how about this... I’ll show you my face, just for you. Proof of my love. Not even that bitch has seen it~"
Slowly, deliberately, he lifted his mask just enough for her eyes alone.
The world around her seemed to dim as his features revealed themselves piece by piece.
Soft lips curved with dangerous charm, a small, almost innocent nose, a sharply defined jaw that held quiet dominance, and eyes... those sharp, predatory eyes that pierced straight into her soul, stripping away everything!
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Her breath hitched, body freezing as if caught in the gravity of his gaze.
He gently took her hand, guiding it upward until her trembling fingers rested against his face, warm skin beneath her touch.
"Only you are allowed to touch it, dear~"
His eyes narrowed slightly as he gave her a slow, smouldering wink.
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In the very next moment, her resistance shattered completely. She collapsed into his arms, clinging to him as her voice broke into desperate sobs.
"I... I was so scared, darling... please save me... I’m scared... everyone hurt me...!!"
Aether wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, his hand moving gently through her hair in a soothing rhythm that felt almost protective, almost loving.
"Oh dear~ such a pitiful dear~"
Yet as his hand moved, his eyes shifted.
The softness vanished, replaced by something cruel.
He slipped his mask back into place, turning his gaze toward her husband, who stood frozen, eyes empty, soul crushed under the weight of what he was witnessing.
Aether’s lips stretched into a wicked grin.
Without warning, his hand slid down and grabbed her ass firmly. The suddenness made her flinch, her body tensing, yet she didn’t resist.
Instead, a faint blush spread across her face, her breath catching again.
Aether’s grip tightened, fingers pressing deeper, claiming, owning.
He lifted her skirt slowly, deliberately, exposing the delicate panties she had once worn for her beloved Mathew.
The fabric clung to her curves, now displayed openly, shamelessly.
Right before her husband’s lifeless gaze, Aether groped her again, spreading her cheeks slightly, teasing, playing, humiliating without restraint.
"How can you cheat on her?" he murmured, voice dripping with mockery and dark amusement.
"Look at her ass... soft, warm... made to be cherished~"
"Hehe~"
"Ahh~"
"!!!!"
The man coughed out blood at the mere sight before him, his chest heaving violently as if something inside him had shattered beyond repair.
His wife’s body, once something he believed belonged to him, now reduced to a spectacle, her ass being groped, spread, and claimed by another man right before his eyes.
"Y-YOU FUCKING BITCH!! HE IS LYING!! DID YOU LET HIM TOUCH YOU JUST BECAUSE HE SAID HE LOVED YOU?
YOU ARE WORSE THAN THAT LYING BITCH!!!"
His voice tore through the air, fury laced with desperation as his dignity crumbled piece by piece.
Aether’s grin widened, stretching into something far more sinister... far more unhinged.
Without the slightest hesitation, he tore her panties apart, the fabric ripping with a sharp sound that echoed like a final boundary being destroyed.
His hands moved slowly, deliberately, spreading her further, exposing her every hole completely, as if savouring every second of the humiliation.
Leaning close to her ear, his voice dropped into a whisper.
"Look at that pathetic creature... that filthy, cheating bastard dares to call you a bitch."
His fingers pressed firmer, possessive, controlling.
"You are not a bitch... right?"
"Of course not!" she replied instantly, her lips curling into a faint pout, her eyes unfocused, dazed, as if her thoughts no longer belonged to her.
Aether exhaled softly.
"Good... because a woman like you deserves far more than being treated like something disposable."
"So tell me... what should we do with a cheating bastard like him?"
The woman slowly turned, her gaze landing on her husband. He was trembling, rage and fear colliding within him, yet powerless to move.
"Cheating bastards... should have their dicks cut off!!"
The man’s entire body flinched violently.
Aether let out a quiet, amused breath.
"Oh my... such a decisive answer."
His eyes gleamed with something dangerous as he summoned the sword from the storage and placed it in her hand.
"Then go on... do the honour."
For a brief second, hesitation flickered across her face, a fragile remnant of something human still lingering.
Aether stepped closer, "What is it...? Don’t tell me you still love him."
"O-Of course not! I’ll prove my love for you!"
Her voice snapped, desperate and fierce, as if she needed to convince herself more than him.
She rose and walked toward her crawling husband.
"Y-You can’t be serious... you’re really going to believe that bastard’s words? Are you insane? H-He will kill you—"
"Unlike you, he loves me."
Her words came out cold, distorted.
"He even showed me his most handsome face... something nobody... I mean, literally nobody could ever compare to."
Her lips twisted with warped admiration as she spat directly onto his face, stripping away whatever remained of their past.
Then, without mercy, she drove the sword straight into his crotch.
"ARRRHHHHHHHH!!!"
The scream ripped through the air as agony consumed him entirely.
His body convulsed, blood spilling rapidly, staining the ground beneath him in dark, spreading pools.
The woman turned back almost immediately, her expression shifting unnaturally fast.
A bright, almost innocent smile spread across her face as she looked at Aether, seeking approval like a devoted follower.
"I did it! I proved my love for you!!"
Aether watched her for a moment, then nodded slowly, a victorious, chilling smile forming.
"Of course, darling... you proved your love~"
He stepped forward, taking the sword from her hands with ease. Then he crouched beside the broken man, grabbing his hair and yanking his head back forcefully.
The man’s scream choked into a broken gasp as Aether leaned close, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous whisper.
"She’s far too easy... isn’t she?"
The man’s eyes burned with pain and fury as he tried to speak through clenched teeth.
"H-How dare—"
Aether cut him off with a quiet, mocking chuckle.
"I killed the man she claimed to love... right in front of her."
His grip tightened, fingers digging into his scalp.
"And all it took was a few sweet words... a single ’I love you’..."
"...and she was ready to give herself to me without a second thought."
He leaned even closer, "Tell me... what does that make her? Devoted... or simply hollow?"
His eyes flicked toward the woman, who stood there with shining, hopeful eyes, her body subtly leaning toward him... craving~
"Look at her... standing there like she’s waiting for her reward..."
Aether’s lips curled into a cruel smile.
"...as if she wants me to fuck her right here, right now... in front of you.
Should I plunge her slut pussy before you? While she moans under me like a bitch in heat, would it make you angry? Nah, you are pussy... Hehe... maybe... Masturbate? Getting cucked seemed to be your liking.
Hahaha... but too bad you don’t have your ding~dong~"
The handsome man was already imagining everything... as his eyes slowly hollowed fully. As if he reached his limit!
A low, twisted laugh escaped him.
"Ahaha... how beautifully broken."
It was in that moment, as if something buried deep within him had clawed its way back to the surface, the handsome man remembered a certain past... a past where he once stood exactly where Aether now stood.
"A-All of this... for that woman?"
Aether grinned, his eyes gleaming with something disturbingly wicked.
"Indeed~ Don’t worry... unlike you, I will thoroughly... very fucking thoroughly enjoy your wife’s pussy~"
His voice dragged, deliberate, taunting, as he raised the sword and slammed it hard against the ground. The sharp edge struck stone with a harsh crack, chipping the blade, ruining its clean edge into something jagged.
"Dear~ you will enjoy it if I cut off his head, right?"
"H-Huh?"
Aether’s head tilted slightly, his gaze darkening.
"RIGHT?"
"Yes!! I love it! Cut off his head... cheating on a woman? His head should be rolling on the ground!"
Clap~
The woman clapped her hands in twisted delight, her voice bright, almost childish, as if she were celebrating something joyous rather than witnessing ruin.
Aether’s grin widened further.
He lifted the chipped sword and pressed it against the man’s neck.
"Don’t worry, she will enjoy mine more than yours~ Hehe~"
Instead of slicing cleanly, he dragged it slowly... very slowly across the skin, grinding it in with deliberate cruelty.
The jagged metal tore through flesh inch by inch, like a dull blade sawing through wood.
The man’s body convulsed violently as the pain stretched unbearably.
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHH!!!!! I WIL—"
"You will what?"
Aether asked calmly, almost curiously, as he lifted the severed head slightly, bringing it closer to his ear as if expecting an answer.
But no words came.
Only thick, dark blood poured from the torn neck, dripping, steaming faintly in the air.
Aether stared for a second, then gave a small shrug.
"Oh well~"
He tossed the head aside carelessly.
It hit the ground with a heavy, hollow sound, rolling slightly before going still.
"Yay~! You did great, darling!"
The woman jumped in excitement, clapping her hands, spinning slightly as if she had just watched a performance meant for her alone.
Aether looked at her.
Truly looked.
She was broken.
Shattered far beyond repair.
But...
Just as she stepped forward, arms opening to embrace him—
Crack!
Aether twisted her wrist violently.
"Don’t you dare touch me, filth."
His voice dropped into something cold, stripped of all pretence, dripping with pure disgust.
"ARRHHHH!"
She screamed as her hand bent unnaturally, pain exploding through her nerves.
Aether’s lips curled into a wicked smile.
"It’s not enough."
He grabbed her hair harshly, fingers digging into her scalp, and began dragging her across the floor towards... the restroom.
"W-What are you doing? Arrrh! You said y-you love me... n-no... aarrrhh!"
She screamed, struggled, and clawed at the ground, but it only seemed to fuel him further.
For a brief second, his right eye flickered... turning completely black.
"I don’t need your fucking help!!!"
Aether suddenly barked to his right side.
There was no one there.
Then, just as suddenly, his eye returned to its cold, ice-blue, controlled state.
He dragged her into the restroom, the dim, suffocating space swallowing them both.
"I heard toilet water is good for your health... why don’t you check it for me?~"
His voice carried a twisted amusement as he tightened his grip on her hair, forcing her down, her face inches away from the filth below.
His grip tightened further, enough to feel like her scalp might tear apart.
Then—
"ARRHHHH! NO-NO... MMMFFFFFFF!!!"
BUUFFFF!
"NOOOO!!!"
THUMPPP!!
THUD!
THUUUDD!!
"AARRRHHH!!!"
"PLMMMMMFFFFFBOOBOOBOBOBOOBO!!!"
The sounds echoed violently from within the restroom, each impact, each muffled scream, each desperate struggle spilling out into the space beyond.
Outside, the beautiful trembling woman lay near the wooden chair, her body shaking uncontrollably as she listened.
Once, she had been a proud noble.
Once, life had flowed smoothly, luxuriously, untouched by suffering.
Even after the world changed, she remained protected, sheltered by her family, untouched by true consequence.
She had done as she pleased, crossed lines without hesitation, believing herself untouchable... as long as she never touched above hers.
And yet...
Who could have imagined that something so distant, something she barely remembered, something buried years ago...
...would come crawling back for her now?
’W-Why? Why?! I was born with a silver spoon... I was showered with love and care... and yet... is this how I die? Pathetically...?
N-No! I cannot... I shouldn’t... If my grandfather knew... I-I’m sure... he will come.
He has to come.
I just need to survive... just a little longer...’
Her thoughts trembled, fragile, desperate... clinging to hope that felt thinner than a thread ready to snap.