A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 66

[Vol. 4] Chapter 66: Let’s Fall Into the Abyss of Pain Together!

Taroumati’s shameless and audacious move, devoid of any shame, gave no indication of the recent runaway from home.

At this moment, speaking compromising words with a hint of reluctance, Taroumati seemed to have thought it through. Saint Tiffany would absolutely not change her mind because of it.

If Taroumati continued to be stubborn, there was a high probability of being rejected. Therefore, Taroumati could only compromise and soften up for now!

Demons had plenty of time and patience, Taroumati was determined to believe it could move Tiffany.

As for letting go?

Ridiculous!

Taroumati found plenty of excuses for herself. Despite having a stubbornness that could rival Ifia, it refused to admit to having genuine feelings.

After all, a demon with a naturally lustful nature having genuine feelings was absurd. Once those old folks found out, they would surely mock and ridicule it one after another. Demons also had their pride!

However, despite the fact that Taroumati had taken a step back, she couldn’t move Saint Tiffany. Even though she was currently entwined by a snake tail, her facial expression remained unchanged.

She still appeared gentle on the surface, but her heart was colder than stone. Covered by a green ribbon, her eyes were hidden, making it impossible to discern her emotions or thoughts.

Afterward, Saint Tiffany gently opened her red lips and spoke with reason, “Taroumati, you haven’t come to terms with it yet. We have no future together. It’s best to break free now before things get deeper.”

The Saint’s tone was slow, carrying an ethereal quality, but it couldn’t conceal the indifference in her words. Taroumati, who was expecting a different response, turned cold, and her emerald eyes widened in anger. She didn’t like hearing those words!

What did she mean by “no future”? Tiffany, despite bearing the title of Saint, was just a human in reality. Even an angel, if willing, could be considered.

Taroumati tightly pursed her lips. The alluring charm on her beautiful face couldn’t be maintained after losing her smile. The dominance that usually went unnoticed was now apparent.

Taroumati stared straight at Saint Tiffany, suppressing her anger, and said with forced calmness, “Tiffany, you know, for me, this is not a difficult matter at all.”

Initially intending to endure, Taroumati couldn’t hold back and continued, “You’re just looking for reasons to drive me away!”

The accusation in her words was evident, resembling a rejected woman abandoned by someone.

At first, when it received the message from Ahriman about being responsible for guarding the Saint, Taroumati didn’t take it seriously.

After all, Saint Tiffany was just a human, how hard could it be to manage her compared to the three-headed poison dragon, Azhdaha? As long as she ensured this dragon didn’t berserk, it should be fine.

However, as they spent more time together, her heart began to act uncontrollably. She always wanted to get closer, yearning to be by her side twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

In order to be close to Saint Tiffany, Taroumati began various provocations, expecting to see the Saint blush and shy away, but she responded calmly and even sent invitations.

Then…

They ended up directly in bed, establishing a unique relationship. Taroumati lusted after the Saint’s body, and the Saint relied on her to eliminate other demons. If they could continue like this, it would be fine.

However, with Ahriman’s return, Saint Tiffany began intentionally avoiding and rejecting, clearly indicating the intention to terminate their collaboration.

To part ways?

No way!

Was Taroumati a dog that could be summoned and dismissed at will?

“If that’s what you think, then fine, Taroumati, you…”

“Shut up! I don’t want to hear it!”

When Saint Tiffany tried to continue speaking, Taroumati angrily interrupted, then loosened her snake tail, and quickly caught the falling Saint from midair.

Gently holding her in her arms, Taroumati delicately reached out, caressing Saint Tiffany’s head. With a gentle touch, Taroumati pressed her closer and buried her face in her embrace.

In a posture where facial expressions couldn’t be seen, Taroumati’s muffled voice rang out, “Tiffany, you will never escape me in this lifetime. Even if you die, your soul belongs to me!”

It was supposed to be a very demonic declaration that should have chilled the atmosphere, but it made Saint Tiffany laugh.

With green ribbons covering her eyes, her curved eyes couldn’t be seen. Only the soft corners of her lips lifted upward, full of tenderness and a hint of helplessness.

When they first met, Taroumati gave the impression of being hard to approach, but with time, one would discover that, despite being a demon, she was quite cute and very affectionate.

However, Saint Tiffany had her own beliefs and duties that she couldn’t abandon.

Yet, getting rid of Taroumati was not easy. Saint Tiffany wasn’t in a hurry, so she shifted the topic at this moment, “Taroumati, you shouldn’t reveal your true form in front of Ifia, it will provoke Ahriman’s anger.”

“Hmph! I did it on purpose. After all, seeing Ahriman lose her composure in front of someone she likes is such an interesting thing!”

As long as Saint Tiffany avoided mentioning topics that angered the demon, Taroumati’s raised edges would quickly subside. Although she had other thoughts, it wasn’t appropriate to reveal them too quickly.

As for intentionally exposing herself in front of Ifia, it was purely Taroumati facing a relationship crisis, unable to stand Ahriman’s triumphant appearance as a demon.

She envied Ahriman!

So, let’s fall into the abyss of pain together!

Hearing Taroumati’s immature retaliatory words, Saint Tiffany sighed softly. Fortunately, she wasn’t scared by Ifia’s appearance but rather curious.

It seemed that being around the Demon Lord Ahriman had broadened her knowledge quite a bit. However, even so, it was not advisable to continue like this. She needed to convince Taroumati to let her go.

“Taroumati, you’d better not provoke the Great Sovereign, you’re not her match.”

“Hmph, I’m not that weak. Even if I face Ahriman, I might not win, but I won’t run away!”

Taroumati initially wanted to showcase herself in front of the Saint, emphasizing that she was a very powerful demon.

However, midway through speaking, she suddenly sensed Ahriman’s rapidly approaching aura. After marking the location, Ahriman opened the Demon’s Eyes to observe the situation here.

Therefore, witnessing everything, Ahriman, with an extremely oppressive force, hurried over, immediately causing Taroumati to feel intimidated.

Ahem!

She was just momentarily carried away, and now that she had regained her senses, she should slip away quickly to avoid getting caught and beaten up by Ahriman. However, before leaving, she wanted to do something else.

For a stubborn woman like Saint Tiffany, of course, Taroumati had to ensure she was thoroughly satisfied in bed. To make sure she couldn’t leave her!

With these thoughts in mind, Taroumati’s thick snake tail couldn’t help but tremble. It then straightened and swayed its pointed tip upward. Suddenly, a small white flower bloomed from the top, swaying with the wind and emitting an extremely intense fragrance.

After Saint Tiffany smelled it, she felt dizzy and disoriented.

A rush of heat quickly surged through her, as if a torrent of water swiftly soaked her clothes, leaving her with a strong desire.