"Hey—" Xia Linyin answered and wiped away the tears that slid down Cinderella's face, but Cinderella suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Her grip was so strong it almost crushed Xia Linyin's wrist bones. "You're mine, sister, you're mine, you're mine!!!"
Her tone was extremely fierce, like a ferocious beast guarding its prey, and something evil seemed to be reviving in her bloodshot, light gold eyes.
Charlene wasn't frightened by Cinderella's sudden change in appearance. She endured the pain in her wrist and said with a gentle smile, "Yes, I am yours."
It was hard to tell from her calm voice that she was enduring the pain of her wrist about to break.
She reached out her other arm and gently wrapped it around Cinderella's body, stroking Cinderella's back to comfort her.
She had always known that Xiao Li was very insecure. This insecurity was buried under a strong sense of possessiveness because he was extremely afraid that she would leave him. But in fact, she was also afraid that Xiao Li would leave her.
Her love for Xiao Li was no less than Xiao Li's love for her.
"So don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't leave you." Charlene kissed the top of Cinderella's head and said in her heart, "Forever."
They embraced by the piano, surrounded by a scene of utter devastation, like alluring flowers blooming on bones, exuding an aura of death and despair, yet also breathtakingly beautiful.
...
His Highness the Prince's second banquet will be held tomorrow, and the girls of Alice Town are once again putting in their best efforts to prepare for the event.
Everyone longs to be that lucky one, chosen by the prince to be his queen.
Charlene gently stroked the scattered pearls on her long dress; each one was hand-sewn on. Cinderella stood beside her, watching her with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.
Turning her head, Charlene smiled at Cinderella and nodded, saying, "The dress is beautiful, I like it very much."
How could it not be beautiful? Cinderella poured her heart and soul into making this dress; every detail was so exquisite, and the fine stitching was astonishing.
Overjoyed at receiving the affirmation, Cinderella felt her heart flutter with happiness. With affection and respect, she said, "Miss Agatha, please try it on and see if it fits."
Cinderella did not heed Charlene's suggestion to call her "sister," but instead addressed Charlene as Miss Agatha respectfully. It wasn't that she was uncomfortable with the term, but rather that it felt like a taboo.
A taboo that cannot be touched; once touched, something evil will awaken within her, making her lose control.
The thought that Miss Agatha's wrist was still not healed filled Cinderella with immense guilt. Although Miss Agatha had told her that everything was fine, Cinderella still noticed the subtle tremors and unnatural movements when Miss Agatha used a knife and fork to cut the steak.
Charlene nodded, and while unbuttoning her shirt, said, "Cinderella, will you come with me to the prince's banquet?"
Cinderella stiffened, suddenly feeling a tightness in her chest, but she still obediently replied, "Yes, Miss Agatha."
His low voice clearly betrayed his sadness and unhappiness.
Cinderella lowered her head and twisted her fingers. After biting her lip, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Miss Agatha, are you also interested in the prince?"
She asked so cautiously, afraid of getting a positive answer from Miss Agatha.
Fortunately, Miss Agatha rejected her.
"No, I'm only interested in banquets."
Miss Agatha's voice, which she always found so captivating, drifted into Cinderella's ears.
"Interested in the banquet?" Cinderella murmured to herself, her voice so low that only she could hear it.
Miss Agatha wasn't interested in the prince, but she was interested in the banquet. Cinderella suddenly looked up, hesitated for a moment, and then cautiously asked again, "Then... Miss Agatha, do you want to become a princess?"
She was so nervous when she asked that question that she even held her breath carefully.
Xia Linyin had already taken off her outer dress and was standing in front of the full-length mirror. Upon hearing this, she turned to look at Cinderella and smiled meaningfully, "The Princess?"
Looking away from her reflection in the mirror, where she was only wearing a tight-fitting base layer, Xia Linyin did not answer the question again.
She picked up the corset made of wood, whalebone, and leather and said to Cinderella, "Cinderella, come and help me put on this corset."
Taking the corset, Cinderella stood behind Charlene, wrapped her arms around Charlene's waist, and put the corset around Charlene's waist and abdomen.
Looking at the fair and delicate skin on the back of Xia Linyin's neck, Cinderella licked her slightly dry lips. She lowered her eyes, tied the belt around Xia Linyin's waist, and then tightened the belt little by little.
Xia Linyin cooperated by inhaling, straightening her chest, and pulling in her stomach. The corset tightened little by little, making Xia Linyin's waist thinner and thinner. Soon, Xia Linyin felt like she was about to suffocate. She hurriedly shouted, "Wait, wait, it's too... too tight! Loosen... loosen it a little..."
Cinderella continued to tighten the corset little by little, whispering affectionately in Charlene's ear, "You can do it, Miss Agatha, it can be even tighter."
"No, no, no, that won't do. This is fine, just leave it like this. Loosen it a little more, loosen it a little more."
Xia Linyin pleaded in pain, "I should have known better than to wear a corset; this feeling is just too unbearable."
Upon hearing Charlene's pleading voice, Cinderella reacted with extreme excitement, as if she had discovered a new continent.
The noble and aloof Miss Agatha actually let out a pleading voice, that slightly panting voice, that voice showing weakness to her with a hint of pain, was so... alluring.
Cinderella stepped forward, getting closer to Charlene, and resisted the urge to suck on Charlene's earlobe, saying, "No! Miss Agatha, it's not tight enough."
"We can't tighten it any further!"
Charlene grabbed Cinderella's arm to stop her from pulling on the straps.
Did Cinderella want to strangle her?
Cinderella tilted her head, listening intently to Charlene's soft breathing. Suddenly, she smiled coquettishly and tightened the straps abruptly.
"Ah!" Xia Linyin screamed, almost unable to catch her breath.
Cinderella finally tied the ribbons, and her hands slid down Charlene's waist to her chest, like a nimble and slippery water snake.
The corset not only made Xia Linyin's waist look very slim, but also made her breasts, which had shrunk after becoming a prince, look higher and more perky.
Cinderella stood behind Charlene, looking at the two people pressed together in the mirror. Her hands cupped Charlene's chest, her expression filled with a morbid infatuation. "Look! How perfect."
Xia Linyin: "!!!"
Forget about settling scores with Cinderella for almost breaking her waist; her attention was completely drawn to what was behind her.
What is that thing pressing against Cinderella's lower body?
A stick?!
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