’Hold on, so that means I am stuck here, without any family, money, or basic resources for over two years, and my only companionship will be a Mindbroken Washed up Writer...’ With realization setting in on Renni, I noticed a flash of panic crossing her face.
’Always so quick to jump right into panic mode; yes, you must stay here for two years, but I will leave you with everything you’ll need to cover daily expenses and even pocket money.’
’It’s not like I’m abandoning you, Xilia; I will even leave you some resources to train, so calm down. As I said, if it were any other time, I wouldn’t be against bringing you back with me; however, I have important family matters to deal with, and if I suddenly add you into the mix, it will cause things to get cluttered.’
’Basically, the bitch who birthed me..’ I started to say, only to get cut off before I could complete my explanation of Amanda.
’You mean your Mum?’ Squinting her eyes and trying to ignore the clear hostility in my voice when talking about Amanda, Renni cut in.
’I refuse to call her that, as she has never once been a mother to me nor my younger brother.’
’Uh…well, that’s quite messy,’
’You don’t even know half of it; anyway, I try to strictly adhere to the basic plot of my life to a certain point, and one of the most important factors is the divorce my parents went through in 1999. If I add another child in, say as a foreign exchange student or adopted sibling, it will complicate things to a certain extent; thus, I would rather keep you out of it until I’ve properly settled things on my end.’
’Once I do, only then will I be in the clear and able to bring you over; at that point, we can focus on training and getting ready for the chaos I have planned for High School.’
’Oh? Planning on having some fun with people who wronged you sounds entertaining.’ Rubbing her hands together like an evil genius, Renni added, making me shake my head.
’Yeah, I have plenty of fun things in store for a certain group of assholes who made my high school life a nightmare. Anyway, by the end of July in two years, I should have everything settled, and only then will I be able to bring you over.’
With the explanation out of the way, the two of us continued with small talk until the driver pulled up outside of the Ritz London. After forcing a few commands into his head, as I had with the town car driver who brought Vincent and me to the Mansion, I sent the sketchy-looking cabbie on a one-way trip to hell and entered the hotel with Renni following me like a puppy.
Making our way through the hotel and finding our way to the room I had left Jennifer in, the two of us entered the room and stumbled upon the scene of a nude Jennifer…spread eagle on the bed….playing with herself.
’HOLY SHIT! JENNIFER WAS A HOTTIE WHEN SHE WAS YOUNGER, and those thighs Tssssss,’ sucking her teeth, I caught sight of Renni squirming and felt the sudden urge to beat some sense into her.
’Hahhh, fuck, I forgot this bitch is a total nympho, so of course, masturbation would be considered essential to her. Xilia…’
’Oi…Xilia…’
SMACK
"EEP, what? Where am I? Who am I? What was I doing?" releasing a squeal, Renni rubbed the back of her head where I had hit her and tore her eyes away from the nude Jennifer, who seemed to be mid-climax.
"Get it together; you can have your fun with her any time, as I will be leaving you in charge of the bitch, but now isn’t the time to let your pervy lesbian brain take over."
"Uh…my bad, I wasn’t expecting to walk in and find her naked and masturbating…" Scratching the back of her head, I watched as Renni continuously stole glances at the naked former author, and before I knew it, I delivered another smack to the back of the young girl’s head.
Next, I kicked off the ground and appeared standing above the panting and glistening with sweat, Jennifer. The moment my icy blue eyes and her hazy ones met, I slammed particles into her head with my talent.
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"JENNIFER, CEASE THIS INSTANT AND GET DRESSED!"
"Yes, master, as you say, master,’ without hesitation or any lag from my Coersion skill hitting her mind, Jennifer slid out from under me and immediately began getting dressed.
Yet over the rustling of clothing and fabric, I heard a faint…
"Not so soon…I wasn’t finished looking,"
"BITCH DO YOU WANT ME TO HIT YOU AGAIN? GOD, you called me sleazy; look at you over there acting like an old creepy dude in a bar."
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A short time later, after getting dressed, I forced Jennifer to kneel before me as I began placing one coercive command after another into her mind and imprinting all the knowledge I had about maids and butlers into her head.
Partway through the process, the surge of information became too much for her to handle, and I watched on as she started thrashing about on the ground with blood pouring out of her ears and nose.
Thankfully, I had expected this reaction and swiftly delivered a command to silence her from screaming out loud.
"I see what you meant the other day when you told me about implanting languages into a person…if this is how your targets react…I think I’m good at learning anything from you in this way." Watching the woman thrash about in agony, Renni felt a shiver run down her spine as she remembered our previous conversation and her stupid idea of requesting multiple languages be bestowed onto her.
"Also, the next time I ask for anything so stupid, either ignore me or hit me again because, honestly, that is wayyyy too terrifying to be willingly subjected to. It is no different from being tortured." Unable to continue watching the woman thrashing around, Renni walked to the bathroom, leaving me with the statement…
"May I please take a shower? I always feel gross after flying." To which I waved at her to do as she pleases. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to understand what "Taking a Shower" was code for, but since she was still being so prudish and even gave a decent reason as to why she wanted to "shower," I allowed Renni to go off and enter the bathroom.