The World Is Mine For The Taking

Chapter 311: Chapter 50 - Charlotte's Punishment (1)

Charlotte's POV

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Leon had found out I'd been out with Professor Sesillian. Naturally, he knew—he had a way of finding out everything. He'd boasted about having eyes everywhere. I was fully aware he'd discover it, but I went ahead anyway. Now, I was bracing for whatever punishment awaited me for breaking our agreement. A shiver of unease ran down my spine as I wondered what kind of punishment he had in mind.

Given his nature, I suspected it would be something particularly embarrassing.

My footsteps resonated sharply down the corridor of the fourth-year building, each step echoing off the walls. This was where the student council's office was located. I couldn't figure out why Leon had summoned me here. Was he somehow tied to the student council? Considering he owned the Leonamon, it wasn't far-fetched to think he might have connections with them as well.

What scared me the most was that... knowing the sheer extent of power and connections that man possessed. It was terrifying to think about just how deep his influence ran.

After what felt like an eternity of tense, echoing footsteps, I finally reached the student council's office. My hand trembled slightly as I knocked on the door.

"Come in," a smooth, authoritative voice called from within.

"Excuse me," I said, my voice betraying a hint of nervousness as I opened the door and stepped inside.

The room was grand, and there she was—the President of the council herself, seated regally behind a large, imposing desk that faced the door. Her long blonde hair was intricately braided and cascaded elegantly down her back. Her smile was warm and inviting, radiating an effortless charm. Every movement she made was imbued with a graceful, almost mesmerizing elegance.

There was another figure seated at the far side of the table, leisurely sipping tea.

He had black hair that contrasted sharply with his intense red eyes—eyes that had pierced into me during our sessions. I was uneasy... afraid that the intensity of what we shared might linger even after our contract had ended.

"Hello, Charlotte," Leon said smoothly, his voice carrying an almost casual tone. "You're quite early."

"I—I decided to come early since I had nothing else planned. So, what exactly do you want from me?" I asked.

"You don't need to be so nervous," he said. "Come over, sit down, and have some tea while you're at it."

I decided to go along with it and slid into the seat across from him. As I took my place, Leon continued to sip his tea with a relaxed demeanor, while the President watched him with a warm, almost intimate smile.

The scene caught me off guard. What exactly was their relationship? I hadn't seen them together before, and their closeness unsettled me. They looked as if they shared a bond far deeper than mere acquaintances.

"Oh, by the way, Leon," the President said, her voice smooth and engaging, "How's Aegis settling in at your place? She isn't causing you any trouble, is she?"

"Well, she's currently training with the Shadows," Leon said. "And she's actually quite skilled at it. If she ever decides she wants to become a Shadow, I'd be more than willing to let her join. That is, if she chooses to. Besides, Aegis is part of your family's guard, right? I can't just take her away."

"My mother said it was okay," the President replied, her smile radiating warmth. "I mean, you're practically family now too."

I was left bewildered, trying to grasp the full extent of their conversation. All I knew was that Leon and the President shared a bond that went far beyond mere acquaintances—and likely extended to her entire family. Just how extensive were his connections?

After the President took a measured sip of her tea, placing the cup delicately back on its saucer, she turned her gaze toward me. Her once warm expression hardened into one of serious intent.

"Now then, shall we dive into what you're planning, Leon?"

"Eh?"

"We're still lagging behind schedule. The most critical element of the plan hasn't arrived yet, so we'll need to hold off a little longer."

"E-Eh? Leon, what are you two talking about?"

"If someone's been misbehaving and almost done something that could have been a real disaster, what's the word that fits for what needs to be done?" Leon said, his voice taking on a chilling, authoritative tone. "That's right—punishment. It's what parents do to correct their children's mistakes, to make sure they learn their lesson, isn't it?"

I felt a shiver run through me, but I tried to stay composed. "I-I didn't sleep with him! N-Nothing happened at all! Can you really claim I broke the agreement over this?"

"You suggesting you might sleep with him is the problem itself, Charlotte," he said with a steely gaze. "If you truly respected the agreement, such a suggestion wouldn't even cross your mind. And if I don't punish you now, who's to say whether fucking him might actually happen."

I shook uncontrollably, my entire body betraying my fear. It was clear now—it was hopeless. Even though nothing had actually happened, I was still going to face the consequences. It was only natural for it to come to this. After all, even if nothing had occurred, the fact that I suggested it could easily lead to something happening in the future.

Would they cut out my tongue? Would I end up dead?

"You don't need to worry too much," Leon said. "Your punishment won't be severe. As you pointed out, nothing actually happened. So, I won't be too harsh. From my perspective, the contract wasn't fully broken. You came close, though.

To ensure it doesn't happen again, I'll need to train you."

"T-Train me?"

The word "train" coming from his mouth was chilling. What did he mean by training me?

"Today, I'll watch you have sex," the President declared.

A shiver raced down my spine, my back feeling icy.

"W-What do you mean, watch?!" I blurted out, my voice cracking with fear. "L-Leon, you can't be serious! You can't do this to me!"

"What? You've had Amy's tongue on you before, so what's the big deal if Artemis watches?"

"B-But...!"

This was a completely different matter. That woman was someone I barely knew, and I didn't remember much of that time because I was too lost in the pleasure. The idea of being watched by someone I was so familiar with was far more unsettling.

"If you don't go through with it, I'll publish a paper across the entire academy with you naked in front of Professor Sesillian," Artemis declared.

My eyes burned with fury as I glared at Leon. Without thinking, I surged forward, grabbing him by the collar, my rage almost palpable. "You told her?!" I seethed, my voice crackling with anger.

Leon remained impassive, his gaze steady. "Artemis is one of my women. Of course, she'd know."

So that's why they were so close—she was one of Leon's women. The realization hit hard.

I released my grip on his collar, sinking back into my chair with a defeated slump. My head drooped, and I clutched my skirt with both hands, my fingers curling into tight fists, knuckles turning stark white from the pressure.

"This is your punishment," Leon said. "So accept it."

I had no choice but to acquiesce.