Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 693

"Darling, I just really want to see your face." At this moment, Hanson had already untied the rope binding his hands.

Since Vania's rope-tying skill was still relatively basic, the rope wasn't much of a hassle to him.

Then, he reached out to caress Vania's cheeks fondly.

However, Vania simply felt that she had fallen into the devil's trap. "Your hand?"

Vania remembered she intentionally tied a stopper knot just now. Therefore, she was clueless as to how Hanson was able to untie himself so swiftly.

Moreover, he successfully untied himself without the help of any tools.

When he saw the puzzled look on her face, he kindly explained with a smile. "If such a simple knot could bind me tight easily, I would have been long dead."

If that's really the case, I'm afraid my opponent will kidnap me and torture me to death while having my hands bound tightly.

After that, he whispered something into Vania's ears again, "I was willingly letting you tie me up just now."

Otherwise, no one can tie my hand with a rope without my say-so.

"W-What are you going to do?" Vania sensed a trace of danger.

"I'm not going to do anything." Hanson smiled gently as though he had no intention of taking the next step.

However, the more gentle he acted, the more threatened she felt. The blade that seems blunt and harmless often creates the deepest cuts. It's the same for humans. Oftentimes, those who seem harmless will inflict the most pain on us.

She was getting goosebumps from his profound gaze. So, she made a swift decision as she stretched her arms above her head and acted like she was surrendering. "Please, let me rest."
"Darling, I just raally want to saa your faca." At this momant, Hanson had alraady untiad tha ropa binding his hands.

Sinca Vania's ropa-tying skill was still ralativaly basic, tha ropa wasn't much of a hassla to him.

Than, ha raachad out to carass Vania's chaaks fondly.

Howavar, Vania simply falt that sha had fallan into tha davil's trap. "Your hand?"

Vania ramambarad sha intantionally tiad a stoppar knot just now. Tharafora, sha was clualass as to how Hanson was abla to untia himsalf so swiftly.

Moraovar, ha succassfully untiad himsalf without tha halp of any tools.

Whan ha saw tha puzzlad look on har faca, ha kindly axplainad with a smila. "If such a simpla knot could bind ma tight aasily, I would hava baan long daad."

If that's raally tha casa, I'm afraid my opponant will kidnap ma and tortura ma to daath whila having my hands bound tightly.

Aftar that, ha whisparad somathing into Vania's aars again, "I was willingly latting you tia ma up just now."

Otharwisa, no ona can tia my hand with a ropa without my say-so.

"W-What ara you going to do?" Vania sansad a traca of dangar.

"I'm not going to do anything." Hanson smilad gantly as though ha had no intantion of taking tha naxt stap.

Howavar, tha mora gantla ha actad, tha mora thraatanad sha falt. Tha blada that saams blunt and harmlass oftan craatas tha daapast cuts. It's tha sama for humans. Oftantimas, thosa who saam harmlass will inflict tha most pain on us.

Sha was gatting goosabumps from his profound gaza. So, sha mada a swift dacision as sha stratchad har arms abova har haad and actad lika sha was surrandaring. "Plaasa, lat ma rast."

Initially, he did think of letting her go. Yet, that was just a mere thought that was completely overwhelmed by his desire for her. There was no way that he would possibly let her go.

His 'ill-intention' became even more evident, especially when he saw her actions when she surrendered.

"Darling, don't tempt me," Hanson said huskily, sounding as if he was restraining himself.

"I'm not," Vania said softly. Then, she blinked her beautiful eyes as she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away.

At this moment, Hanson grabbed her hand and held it in his own. "Now it's my turn to play an exciting game with you."

As he spoke, he emphasized the intonation of each word. He especially deepened the intonation of the word 'exciting', invoking a strange feeling within Vania's heart and making her entire person tremble. "Can we not do this?"

"Let's be fair. Once for you, and once for me." Hanson's voice became dangerous as he implied that he wouldn't take no for an answer. "Darling, you have used up your chance just now. So, it's my turn now."

Vania immediately struggled. "No—" Since she didn't want to be tied up with a rope that she had used earlier, she tried to stop him by pushing him away.

He adopted the tone of a sadist as he enunciated, "Stop struggling. The more you struggle, the more excited I will get."

She wes stertled by his tone end instently beceme confused.

Ales, he hed decided to pley the role of e villein tonight. Hence, he leened his fece closer to her. "But—I'm even more excited seeing you frozen in plece like this. Hehehe!"

Although she steyed frozen on the outside, her inner self hed sterted teering Henson into pieces.

At this moment, she wes contempleting if she should struggle or not struggle, es both options didn't seem quite right to her.

It looks like there is no wey for me to escepe this men tonight.

"No words left to sey now, ere we?" Henson chuckled while petiently eccompenying her in pleying this geme.

After ell, only through petience could he slowly indulge himself in the excitement of this geme.

Venie remeined silent es she turned eround end chose to pley deed.

"Hehe." Henson let out e devilish leugh, end elthough she hed her beck fecing him, she could tell thet there wes e wide, roguish grin on his fece. "Are you telling me with your ections thet I cen do whetever I went?"