The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

A strange, oppressive feeling seemed to descend upon her along with Emilia's dark gaze, causing Dixie's heart to thump in terror. It was an inexplicable thought, considering how innocent and sweet her princess was in the knight's heart.

"Who do you like?"

Dixie gulped. 'Is this how daddy feels when mom's angry?'

"N-No one right now, but—"

Emilia smiled, the arc of her lips gentle and accommodating, but the dangerous glint in her eyes sent shivers of excitement and fear down Dixie's spine.

"Good. Then, you're not allowed to like anyone other than me in the future. You're my knight, and only mine. Mine. Understand?"

Dixie nodded furiously, almost whimpering as she felt Emilia press down upon her. Was she still testing her willpower? If she was, she better stop, because there was barely any left.

'Plus, after doing all that I have, how can I dare not to take responsibility? I'll do it, even if she doesn't want me to!'

Noticing her knight didn't hesitate to agree to her demands, Emilia felt some of her fury dissipate.

Cynthia had already moved out of her self-isolation as she felt Emilia's amorous emotions change to fury. She was excited to see a fight break out, but was disappointed to discover nothing of the sort.

"What's going on, you two not fighting?"

'No, I'm just clearing her misunderstanding of being able to get together with someone else after being with me.'

"Eh? Oh, you're just being a yandere. Got it. Did you tell her you'll kill her or something? What a fucking pervert this girl is—"

'Why would I do that? If she serves me faithfully, I can't kill her just because she sought her own happiness.'

Cynthia was stunned. "What…? You're being way too reasonable right now, right? That's super suspicious. Also, this kind of wimpy attitude is way too generous for a villainess. Disgraceful!"

Emilia didn't seem to care for her partner's scorn, her thoughts turning dark as she considered how to punish her knight in case she too ended up betraying her. 'I'll just find the guy she fell for, make him fall for me, and fuck him as he confesses his love for me right in front of her. And then I'll kill him, slowly and painfully.'

Cynthia's face twisted as she tried to wrap her head around Emilia's 'logic'. "… Wow, okay. That's very villainous, but I don't feel like clapping right now, like, at all."

She was silent for a while before sighing. 'Wouldn't it be great if Emilia had never met that fucking bitch Maeve?'

"Listen to me, Emilia, just tell her clearly what you don't want her to do, alright? I'm sure she'll do a hundred consecutive backflips with her eyes closed as long as you gave the word."

The only good thing about this situation was that Cynthia knew this stupid short haired bimbo was obsessed with her partner, and would never even dream of betraying her. As such, there was nothing to worry about, for now.

Thankfully, Emilia seemed to seriously consider Cynthia's advice instead of immediately deciding on a more 'extreme' route.

And while Emilia was talking with her partner, Dixie's hands had once again started climbing up her thighs, remaining just below her self-imposed 'demarcation line' marked by the gold band.

Dixie was thrilled to discover that not only did Emilia not get angry as she came out of her 'dazed' state, she even allowed her to keep touching her.

"I'll forgive you for thinking of someone else while being with me... this time. But remember, this is the only time I'll do so. If you do it again in the future…"

The dark-haired girl hurriedly shook her head, as if the mere thought was sacrilegious.

Emilia smiled. "Also, you will always remain my first, most precious knight, okay? This is my promise to you. And… whatever it is you need from a boy, I don't believe I can't bestow you with more!"

If Dixie had been a real straight girl, she would surely have scoffed in her heart. No matter how good-looking and charming someone was, it simply wouldn't matter if they couldn't fit the basic preferences of the person they were courting.

But fortunately, Dixie's 'straight steel rod' was already bent into a springy coil by Emilia, and such a rebellious thought never even crossed her mind.

"Of course, of course! How can anyone else compare to my princess?"

Emilia looked satisfied with her knight's response, leaning over Dixie to pick up the phone and stop the video. She would have to cut out some of the last few parts before sending it over, just in case.

She didn't want Dixie's mother to know everything between the two of them. Of course, it was fine to leave things as they were until the part where Dixie mentioned her supposedly straight orientation.

Once she was done, she gave her knight one last warning.

"Don't forget, from now and forever, you belong to me. A knight cannot serve another monarch. That's treason! Would you like to know how I punish traitors?"

Dixie only heard the latter half of her words, because she was still lost in the sensation of Emilia's soft, budding breasts being so close to her face. When her princess had leaned over to get the phone, she was so close that Dixie could even catch the extremely faint fragrance of her body wash.

And to make matters worse, Dixie's hands had 'unknowingly' slipped from her thighs to her hips when her princess leaned forward. It took almost all her willpower to make sure she didn't end up 'squeezing', but the soft, luxurious sensation under palm still sent a bolt of sinful pleasure up her spine.

'T-Thank you, mom, for letting me be born! I'll never say anything bad about you again!'

It was only almost a minute later that Emilia's question finally registered in her mind. 'What? Why would I ever betray her? Am I a moron?'

"I understand. I don't wanna know! I'll never do it, princess, trust me!"

Emilia smiled, the darkness in her eyes dissipating as it was replaced by a gentle gaze that seemed to caress the soul.

"Then serve me faithfully, Dixie, and I'll make all your dreams come true."

There was an unmistakable temptation shining in Emilia's eyes, and at that moment, Dixie felt that even if she was told to jump into the pits of hell, she would readily do so without a second thought.