Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1486: ~P-Please don’t leave me again... I... I was so scared: Part-1~

Chop... Chop... Chop...

Aria stood at the kitchen counter, her hands moving in a careful, rhythmic motion as she diced onions and carrots for the stew simmering on the stove. Each steady movement only made her cheeks burn deeper red, heat crawling up her neck as awareness of her own body refused to leave her mind.

After all... wearing the single-piece white apron was not a crime.

The real crime was that there was nothing else on her body beneath it... Well, except thin laced panties and a matching bra, which somehow made the situation feel far worse instead of better.

The ties around her neck and waist pulled the fabric tight against her curves, but they did nothing to hide the generous swell of her breasts, nor the way her hips flared and her ass rounded perfectly every time she shifted her weight to reach another ingredient.

Damn that ass!!

Her chubby, tempting ass stood fully exposed to his gaze, leaving her painfully aware of every sway and subtle movement she made while working.

Chop... Chop...

Her fingers suddenly slowed, then stopped altogether as she bit down on her lower lip, breath trembling in her chest. Her voice came out soft and shaky when she finally spoke,

”C-Can you stop... looking at me like that?”

Her teary, unsteady eyes lifted toward Aether, silently pleading with him. For some ’unknown reason,’ he had insisted she cook like this, leaving her no room to argue or escape. He never gave her a choice... He simply ordered her to do it, as if her embarrassment meant nothing at all.

What made it worse was how deliberate he was about it. That bastard even dragged a chair from the living room and placed it at the perfect angle, positioning himself exactly where he could see everything without obstruction.

His eyes never left her body.

He followed every subtle bounce of her chest as she leaned forward to reach the cutting board, the front of the apron stretching tight over her hardened nipples. Slowly, his gaze drifted lower, lingering on the way the thin panties disappeared between her firm cheeks every time she bent, as if her body was intentionally teasing him without mercy.

”A-Aether...?”

”Huh?”

He replied casually, only then tearing his eyes away from her chest. When he looked into her trembling, glassy eyes, the sight only fed his ego further. A slow smirk curved his lips as he spoke in a low, almost gentle tone,

”Well, I’m just watching my lovely wife cook. There’s nothing wrong with appreciating that, right?”

He tilted his head slightly, wearing an innocent expression that did not match the hunger burning in his eyes.

”...”

Aria knew better. She knew he was not here for the food, not even a little. She pressed her lips together, forcing herself to keep working while trying to ignore the weight of his stare, though his lustful gaze never moved even an inch away from her body.

Her teeth clenched as she sprinkled seasoning into the pot, her grip tightening around the knife in her hand.

’That bitch... this is not what I wanted.’

Yes, she wanted Aether to look at her. She wanted his attention, his desire, his focus... but not like this, not in a way that made her feel so exposed and powerless.

This was humiliating!!

Still... Nightfire only did what she asked, didn’t she?

There was nothing technically wrong with it.

Aria’s fingers curled tighter around the handle of the knife as the image of Nightfire smirking and winking at her surfaced in her mind, as if she had won some twisted little game.

Meanwhile, Aether’s attention remained locked on her body, especially the perfectly round ass that shook faintly with every movement... and her back.

That back drew him in relentlessly. The smooth curve of her spine flowed like a living thing, shifting with each breath, each motion, dangerous in a way that made his chest tighten.

Even without her ass, that back alone felt sinful enough to make a man lose control.

He couldn’t control himself anymore, and the restraint he had been forcing onto his body finally cracked under the pressure building inside him. He only wanted to see her trembling, to watch her squirm beneath his gaze, yet seeing her like this made his own body shudder instead.

Those side boobs were driving him insane, the way they pressed and shifted with every small movement she made, burning themselves into his mind. His cock throbbed painfully inside his pants, straining against the fabric as he fought to keep himself in place.