Second Chance: Raising A Yandere Demon Lord

In that instant, Venessa's knees trembled, and she almost collapsed completely. She swallowed down the lump that formed in her throat.

The scent of nervousness oozing off of Venessa was obvious to Odette while the woman kept on sweating bullets— nothing quite out of her expectations.

"I am sorry, Lady Odette. Please pardon me this time around." Desperation was visible in Venessa's tone.

Odette chuckled— showing as if she heard a joke.

"You poison me and laugh at me behind my back after that," Odette said, "Funny you think you deserve my pardon. I don't spare people who are good to me, let alone you who would trample on me at any chance given."

In this life of hers, she was bored of gossips; she didn't believe she was required to pay mind to them. It deigned to do so.

However, prior to her rebirth, she personally shut the mouth of those who badmouthed her. What she felt foolish about what she did then was the fact she showed how affected she felt by the words?

Her impulsiveness made her past self seem pathetic.

It was only few rodents running off their mouth behind her whole cowering in front of her; what's there to be agitated about?

Rather than destroying them quickly, she found pŀėȧsurė in gradually playing with them and break them psychologically. When one is dead, everything is over, and one is freed from pain.

What was so fun on killing someone?

Knocking her forehead on the ground couple of times, Venessa turned paler with each passing second and went on, "Sorry, Lady Odette. Please, I am sorry."

Her apologies simply made Odette disgusted and disappointed. The woman who arrogantly conducted herself— Odette believed she would have more to herself than crying this pathetically.

This ruined her mood.

She scoffed.

Looking back to face Adrian, a smile instantly showed on her face while she thought of something fun. As those pair of eyes fell on Adrian, Adrian instantly had a foreboding feeling.

Subconsciously, he started to shrink.

She then said, "Adrian, you never hurt someone, right? Why don't we do this? Why don't you deal with Venessa? Doesn't this sound fun?"

Almost all the hair on Adrian's body stood up in that moment, and he shuddered. Nervousness brewed up inside him as his eyes fell on Venessa.

Adrian wasn't oblivious to how Odette treated those who offended her; used to it at this point, he didn't have much of an opinion on them.

At times, he even personally had to experience Odette torture them. In the beginning, it made him shudder and tear up when things got extreme. In addition to that, he even had few nightmares.

But over a period of time, everything became a norm for him.

The intimidating aura around Odette gave him no chance to hesitate as he responded positively.

"Yes, Lady Odette."

Venessa was no good woman; he was aware. However, the idea of inflicting wounds on others to receive pŀėȧsurė was foreign to him. The thought alone made him clench his hand, digging his fingers into his palm.

The anxiety didn't go unnoticed by Odette.. However, that didn't lead her to spare any pity for the boy.