NTR: Minor Villain Wants to Be the Main Villain

Her eyes flicked down to Hajin, who was still pathetically clutching Artis's legs, sobbing like a child who lost his balloon. Completely clueless that his supposed hero was currently fondling his fiancée's ass right above his tear-streaked face.

Lily's face turned crimson, her eyes darting between Artis's smug grin and Hajin's oblivious form.

'You absolute bastard.'

She reached behind her, her fingers aiming to smack his hand away.

But Artis was faster. Every time her fingers got close, he'd move his hand just out of reach, his fingers continuing their merciless assault on her round ass, pinching and kneading like he was testing the ripeness of a fruit.

Lily's body betrayed her, her toes lifting off the ground with each pinch, her body jolting as she fought to keep her composure.

'Oh God, stop...!'

Her teeth dug into her lip, her eyes stinging from the effort of holding back a squeal.

Artis's lips were still at her ear, his voice low and dripping with amusement.

"...It really is fat and voluptuous," he teased, his fingers giving her cheek another firm squeeze. "Soft too... Guess I was right, huh?"

Lily's face burned, her body stiffening as she tried to keep her balance.

'You cocky, perverted asshole...!'

Her hands clenched into fists, trembling with the urge to deck him right then and there.

But she couldn't. Not with Hajin right there, crying like a baby who lost his binky. She had to keep up the act... no matter how much she wanted to shove Artis's smug face into the dirt.

Her voice was strained, her teeth clenched as she whispered back.

"Y-You... are... the worst...!"

Artis just chuckled, his fingers digging into her flesh again, sending another shockwave up her spine.

"Mmm, maybe, but you're not telling me to stop, are you?"

Her face turned even redder, and she bit down on her lip hard enough to draw blood.

'Fuck... fuck, he's right... I can't... I can't say a thing...'

She wanted to scream, wanted to slap that smug look off his face, but she was trapped.

Meanwhile, Hajin continued his pathetic sobbing, his face pressed against Artis's legs, completely oblivious to the fact that his fiancée was getting her ass groped right above his head.

Lily's legs trembled, her knees wobbling with each pinch as she tried to keep her voice steady.

"S-Stop... y-you... perverted bastard...!"

Her voice was a shaky whisper, her fingers trembling as she tried once more to swat his hand away.

Artis dodged her hand with ease, his grin widening as he gave her ass another firm squeeze, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.

"Not until the debt's paid in full, sweetheart."

Lily's breath hitched, her entire body burning with embarrassment as she was forced to stand there, taking his punishment with Hajin none the wiser.

She glared at Artis, her eyes blazing with fury as she silently mouthed, I'll kill you.

Artis just winked, his fingers giving her ass one final pinch before he pulled his hand away, leaving her trembling and breathless.

"Looking forward to it."

He whispered, his voice dripping with amusement.

Lily swallowed hard, her body still tingling from his touch. Her face was burning, her heart racing as she tried to regain her composure.

'That... that bastard...'

And when Hajin finally looked up, his eyes still wet with tears, he had no idea how close he'd come to witnessing the most humiliating moment of Lily's life.

Artis just smiled, his expression perfectly innocent as he looked down at Hajin.

"You good now? Got all the tears out of your system?"

Hajin sniffled, wiping his nose on his sleeve as he looked up at Artis with wide, grateful eyes.

"Y-Yeah... T-Thank you... again... I-I don't know how to repay you..."

Artis's eyes flicked over to Lily, his grin turning wicked.

"Oh... I think we're even."

Lily's face turned beet red, and she quickly looked away, pretending to be fascinated by a nearby tree.

'Goddamn that man...'

But even as her face burned with embarrassment, she couldn't stop the shiver that ran down her spine at the memory of his hands on her. And from the smug look on his face, Artis knew it too.

...

Artis strolled away from the chaos with a swagger in his step, his smirk wide and smug. Oh yeah, today was a good day.

He'd done his job, alright—left Lily blushing and aching, her body burning with the taste of real pleasure, a taste she wouldn't forget anytime soon.

And best of all? He'd done it right under Hajin's clueless nose.

Speaking of which, that sad excuse of a man was currently fussing over the beaten-up workers, trying to patch them up with first aid like some concerned school nurse.

Pathetic. No fire, no spine, just a soft little puppy yapping about with bandages and sympathy.

'No wonder Lily's looking for a real man.'

Hajin didn't even know he was losing. Hell, he didn't even know he was playing. But Artis was happy to be the one running the game, stacking the deck in his favor.

Lily was already craving more—he could see it in her flushed cheeks, the way her body trembled under his touch, the way her eyes lingered on him even when she tried to look away.

Oh, she was hooked. And she didn't even realize it yet.

Artis patted his pocket, feeling the familiar weight of the gold coin he'd taken back from Lily.

Not because he was petty—well, maybe just a little—but mostly because he'd promised to give it back to her in loose coppers and silvers, piece by piece.

It was the perfect excuse to see her again tomorrow...

He was going to keep her coming back for more, begging for it, needing it.

Besides, he could tell she was looking forward to it, no matter how much she tried to deny it.

The way she bit her lip, her thighs clenching together whenever his fingers got a little too bold...

Oh, she was definitely anticipating what he'd do to her next. And he was going to make sure it was worth the wait.

But for now, his work here was done. Time to move on to the next thing on his agenda.

He cracked his neck, rolled his shoulders, and turned his gaze down the street, his smile growing as he thought about what was coming next.

'Ah, yes...'

It was time. Time for his Mom-son "date."

Artis snickered to himself, already picturing the look on her face.

'Oh, this is gonna be fun.'