The Alpha and His Deadly Beauty

Deadly Beauty

The girl staring back at her was pretty. Dark, voluptuous hair flowing to her hips. Emerald eyes and nude-colored lips. Scarlett steadily lined the top of her eyelids. She made a curve at the end. Then, she put one small dot near the corner of her mouth.

She studied her look again in the mirror.

Perfect.

She did not care if she was pretty. She already knew that she was. Well, more like she did not doubt her shapeshifting ability. Her eyes had gone bigger, her nose was smaller, and her lips thinner. An innocent pretty look.

This is why, after four months of being in the City of Corpses, though everyone relished her beauty… no one had ever been able to describe how she truly looked like. Save for the color of her natural hair; red. Because during every mission, she would alter her looks. The least she had done was change her hair color. And the most she had done was donning another skin entirely, even posing as a man. That was why she was a mystery to the city. Because there were only a few reports about the red hair girl assassin seen running amok in the city whilst the guild boasted she had killed more than dozens of men.

Eighteen, to be exact. In just four months. She could have done more if she had accepted all missions given to her like most members of the guild would. But she had one moral code she would never trespass. She would not murder children or innocent people. But no one was innocent in this city of the dead.   

To be honest, whenever Scarlett looked at herself in the mirror, she felt like a lump of skin and flesh without any form. But for the sake of her missions, she had to know the standards of beauty that society upheld.

For tonight, it was the poor innocent flower trapped in a cruel fate. Lots of men fell prey to this category. Most especially, knights. Scarlett pitied the knights in this city, truly. As if they could not have chosen another city to serve or perhaps they were thrown away in this wretched city.

As you would probably have guessed, this city had its own laws. For formality, the city was part of the Kingdom of Grier. But as Grier focused on their defenses against the invading Tollyria, they did not pay attention to a rotten city that was already left beyond hope to be saved. Though since the dead of Sania, the King of Tollyria had been silent. There had been no movement since the day Scarlett got to the City of Corpses.

Sometimes Scarlett wondered if that king, Rob, realized that he had changed. The death of Sania seemed to hit the nail in his head. Even though he was the one who killed her.

Scarlett shook her head. It was not the time to be thinking about her past. She had to focus on her task.

The door to the room clicked open.

A man in a knight’s armor entered. His cheeks were red, a result of drinking. He took in Scarlett’s form from head to toe. Sitting still, Scarlett tried to picture her other stepsister, Lyria. The only girl in the family who was genuinely sweet and innocent.

She widened her eyes a bit to give a doe-like picturesque effect. A poor pretty flower stuck in a brothel that the knight frequent. She wanted the knight to feel sorry for her. So, she pretended to fidget her fingers and looked down on her toes. She also faked her stuttering,

“W– welcome … L– Lord Vince–“

“Oh s**t,” the man said.

Scarlett used this chance to flinch.

“N– no. Sorry.” It was obvious that the knight felt bad for her. “I just meant you’re really pretty … and different than the rest of the girls I’ve seen here.” The man closed the door and walked to Scarlett. Beforehand, she had transformed her height to be shorter than she used to. She only reached the man’s neck.

“T– this is my f– first time.”

“You mean you’re a virgin?” There was a slight thrill in the man’s voice.

Disgusting.

“N– no. Madame Frey would not accept virgins. B– but I’m inexperienced when compared to the other ladies.”

The man sat at the edge of the bed. He started taking off his gauntlets then his boots. Then his body armor and finally the vest underneath.

“Don’t be scared,” he said, “Come here.”

Scarlett obliged.

“Were your family in trouble?” the knight asked, “Is that why a girl like is here trying to find ends meet?”

Scarlett nodded. She did not forget to make her eyes looked teary.

The man bought her act. He had on a look of pure concern.

This is too easy, she thought.

“Please don’t pity me,” she said in a pitiful voice. Then she kneeled in front of the man and started to take off his belt. “I will work.”

The man stopped her hands. “Are you sure?” Even though the man asked sweetly, it was obvious by his erected manhood that he wanted her. His words were just poisonous honey uttered for the sake of his moral code.

Scarlett looked straight at the man’s eyes. She practiced herself for this. “But if I satisfy you, will you give me a reward?”

Before the man could think more, Scarlett had unlocked his belt and buttons. His shaft rose just inches from her face and she grabbed it. She gave a gentle massage and the man groaned. She licked the tip of the shaft. There was a whitish but transparent liquid exuding from it. She licked it clean, then traveled her tongue to his groin. With her other hand, she gave small massages to his balls.

“Madame Frey taught me well,” Scarlett said while looking up at the man with his wide green eyes. The man groaned in urgency. “So, will you give me a reward later, Sir?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” he uttered, “Anything you want, dear.”

The man closed his eyes as Scarlett gave a gentle squeeze. Then Scarlett took in his manhood in her mouth and she shoved it deep in her throat.

The man moaned in pleasure.

Scarlett’s mouth moved rhythmically while her hands kept on massaging. It was not long until the shaft became hard and warm liquid poured out on the inside of Scarlett’s mouth. She swallowed it.

After that, she stood and slowly took off her nightgown. The man followed suit in a hurry. When Scarlett did not move, the man grabbed her hand and directed her to the bed. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

He inserted his manhood inside Scarlett. “I’ll save you from this place,” he whispered, a promise on Scarlett’s ear as he plunged inside her.

Too easy, Scarlett thought while she pretended to moan.

Only the worst of the worst of knights got sent to protect this city. When in reality, Governor Kaifu used all knights to barricade his own manor. As the highest-ranking of officials in the city, he was more terrified of his own neck.

Not that it helps.

There are ways around the tall gate and heavily armored knights. The guild members used to make bets on who can reach the manor the craziest way. Only to get inside the manor. The guild was not allowed to kill the Governor. Master said the only reason the guild could survive was to have the city as it was. And the city would not be the same without a scaredy-cat governor.  

Scarlett only needed to enter the manor. Because the mission Master had given her was to steal the Green Apple. A precious gem that an alchemist brought to the city under the protection of Governor Kaifu. The gem along with the alchemist was inside the manor.

And this was her crazy way of gaining entrance to the manor.

The man released inside of her not long afterward. He buried his face in Scarlett’s damp shoulder. He was out of breath. Scarlett too, pretended to be out of breath. She thought she would at least satisfy her s****l desire this way but he came too soon. She was actually bored.

Nevertheless, she caressed his hair and whispered, “Will you take me to The Ball?”

There was only one ball held in this city in the whole year. A masquerade ball made to saunter Governor Kaifu’s riches and a chance for Governor Kaifu to bribe the guild leaders in the city to stay away from his neck. A ball that only the riches and nobles would attend. As knights were considered nobles as well, this man would most definitely attend.

This was Scarlett’s crazy way of gaining entrance to the manor.