Saving the Villain

[Warning: The chapter contains matured content. Not advisable for ages 17 and below.]

Cosette had never ever thought of having to stand bare in front of someone, let alone allowing someone else to touch her. But alas, she felt no sense of shame when his hand slipped inside her shorts. She only felt relief when his fingers glided down to her wet folds.

Her mouth fell open while he rested his forehead against hers. She was soaking wet, and everything he was touching right now felt as soft as tofu. Cosette arched her back, making her rear press against the cushion, and as a result, his finger slid deeper.

"Max..." she moaned, feeling his finger massage her clitoris in a slow circular motion. Cosette wrapped her arms around his neck once more, lifting her head to initiate a kiss.

Cosette felt intoxicated and high with the manic ecstasy overtaking her. It was too much and she couldn't think straight anymore. All she could think about was her throbbing core and his touches, desiring something so bad as if it would kill her if she wouldn't get it.

Meanwhile, Maxen hungrily devoured her lips, overwhelmed by her hunger. He was touching her; not just her bosom, but even her flower and pearl. Just like her, Maxen slowly lost his rationality as his emotion peaked. He just told himself he would make out with her, but he wouldn't push further than that.

But the situation, their bodies, and the maddening desire made it impossible for him to recall that fragile promise.

Without thinking twice, Maxen pulled his hand out, only to unbutton her shorts to touch her freely. He wanted her, and he knew Cosette wanted the same as him. However, just as Maxen was about to pull down her shorts to see all her naked glory, both of them froze at the voices coming from outside.

Both of them looked at each other, wide-eyed.

It was as though someone splashed them with cold water, as they were unable to move for a second. When the adrenaline kicked in, Maxen pushed himself away while Cosette instinctively grabbed her shirt resting over the backrest.

Everything happened so fast, with Maxen back to his original spot in the corner of the couch while Cosette sat up. Fortunately, Maxen didn't toss her shirt away, and she was able to slip inside her loose tee.

"Young Miss, I brought the snacks you requested." Lucia's voice came in just one second after the two of them sat down in their original position. Lucia smiled, seeing that the two of them were watching silently. She barely made a sound, entering the theater room while carrying a tray full of foods Cosette asked the chef to make and bake.

When Lucia reached the front row to serve the tray of dishes, her brows rose. She darted her eyes between the two, noticing their pale complexion and the traumatized looks plastered on their faces. Lucia then glanced at the screen, seeing that the movie had already ended and had shown the movie title after the list of names.

"Is the movie that scary, Young Miss?" she chuckled, jumping to her own conclusion, knowing Cosette was easily terrified. Thus, her young miss wasn't fond of horror movies.

"Uh." Cosette's voice fell short, snapping her eyes at Lucia. She laughed awkwardly, nodding. "Yes. It was quite too much... too much blood, right, Max?"

Maxen blinked twice and rocked his head. "Yes."



Unlike Cosette, Maxen was quick to get a grip and act naturally. He leaned back, propping his elbow against the armrest. Maxen glanced at her and bit his finger slightly, watching the horror on her face upon recognizing it was the finger he used to massage her pearl.

"You should try to watch something else," Lucia happily advised, straightening her back and darting her eyes between the two of them. "But watching something else isn't so bad with a company."

Cosette cleared her throat, ignoring Maxen's sly actions. She faced Lucia and smiled brightly, huffing.

"Young miss, are you alright?" asked Lucia after getting a good look at Cosette's face, and noticing how her face seemed all red.

"Yes. I was just a little flustered at all the jump scares, but I'm alright." Cosette cleared her throat once again, adjusting the pillow on her lap to hide her unbuttoned shorts. "Anyway, is Dad home?"

pAn,D a-n0ve1,c-o-m "I think he will be late tonight?"

Cosette pondered about it and rocked her head. "Right. He will be on a business trip today and he will return tomorrow."

"I'm sure he will return home as soon as he can. Anyway, do you need anything else, young miss?" Lucia asked with a smile since Cosette told them she would celebrate Maxen's certification. Hence, since it was just the two of them, Lucia hoped they would have fun. If only Lucia knew how she disturbed the fun.

"Uhm.." Cosette pretended to gloss her eyes over the food, but her brain was still trying to recover. She then shook her head before flashing Maxen a smile. "Do you need anything else, Max?"

'Condom,' his brain immediately replied, but he simply shrugged.

"That's all, nanny Lucia." She faced Lucia with a sweet smile. "Thank you."

"Alright. Just call the telephone in the lobby if you need anything else." Lucia's smile broadened. "Everyone wants you and Sir Max to have a good time since you've worked hard all summer."

"Thanks."

"Have fun." Lucia bowed at Cosette and then at Maxen before she sauntered off.

Cosette looked back and smiled at Lucia when the latter look back before closing the door. When the door closed, Cosette let out a sharp breath and patted her chest.

"That was close," she muttered, catching up to her breathing, eyes closed. That was truly closed. If Lucia wasn't the type to make a sound, her nanny would be mortified at the scene she would come to. Meanwhile, Maxen watched her pat her chest.

Unlike her, who was scared out of her wits about Lucia, Maxen was more frustrated. But well, Lucia just unknowingly gave the youths the brake they didn't have. Still, he was still hard and looking at her, everything that had happened felt like a dream.

Biting his finger slightly, Maxen licked it. His brows rose at the strange flavor that he couldn't describe in words. But what he was certain was that it tasted pleasant. That was the proof he touched her somewhere no one else had, and that sheer thought caused his groin to grow harder to the point it was already painful.

"Oh, goodness..." Cosette let out another deep exhale, raising a brow upon sensing his gaze. She turned her head to face him, watching him still biting a finger while looking at her up and down.

"That was close," she repeated, to get some sort of reaction from him. Was she the only one who felt the dread of being found out?

"That was close... indeed." He raised his brows, giving her this knowing look at the double meaning of his reply. "Almost."

Cosette and Maxen looked at each other in silence before they chuckled at the same time. Maxen stretched his hand on the space between them, tapping it as he leaned back comfortably on the couch.

"Come here, Cozie." He tapped the couch lightly once more, smirking triumphantly when she crawled her way to him.

"Max..." Cosette let out a sigh as soon as she was sitting beside him, facing him squarely. "I was scared out of my wits! Do you think someone will come again?"

"Yes." He nodded, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Someone will definitely... come."

"Then, why are you --" Her eyes popped open while the side of his lips stretched from ear to ear. Cosette slapped his shoulder and glared at him. "That's lewd."

Maxen chuckled, slipping his hand inside her shirt to caress her back. She simply flinched but said nothing about it, as if that had become normal to them now. Looking at her glare, his eyes softened.

Without thinking twice, his hand that was settling on her back pulled her close and before she knew it, Maxen had embraced her tightly. For a moment, Cosette froze, looking down at him as he secured his arm around her.

"Max..." she whispered, relaxing her body as she slowly rested her arms over his shoulders and stroked his hair gently.

Maxen moved his head until his nose was touching her neck. His eyes were soft while his hands crawled around her slender frame as if he was holding on to his dear life.

"Why didn't you stop me?" he asked under his breath, feeling her back with his palm that was slipped inside her loose top. "If Lucia didn't come, do you have any idea what we could be doing now?"

Cosette lowered her eyes and bit her inner lips slightly. "Mhm. I do."

"And it was fine?"

"Mhm. It was fine."

"Why?" Maxen slowly drew his head back to see what sort of expression she was wearing. As soon as he did, Cosette didn't bear any emotion aside from her determined eyes.

"Because it's Maxen," she answered in a soft voice, sporting a subtle smile, and cupping his cheek. "Everything that I do and every decision that I make that includes you, are something I will never regret, even if others say it's not proper."

Cosette brushed his lean cheek and studied his lean face carefully. He might've lost a lot of weight, but he was still Maxen. He was still her villain.

"I wasn't joking when I said I missed you, Max," she whispered as she leaned down. Cosette paused when their distance was only half a palm length away. "I missed you so terribly bad I can kiss you all night."

The second the last syllable of her sentiments escaped her lips, Cosette tilted her head and planted a kiss on his lips.