I'm Secretly the Father of the Yandere Villainess's Daughter

At this precise interval, wherein Cain had concluded the arrangement of his customary endeavors as a Duke, collecting the remnants of his psyche while contemplating the conventional spiritual therapy session... at that very juncture, the blue System screen abruptly manifested before him:

[Daily Sign-in Mission]

Depart alongside your daughter, Amelia, upon a journey to the ”Spire of the Absolute Star” residing within the Celestial Continent entirely by yourselves.

Undertake her training and oversee the tempering of her magical might until she successfully attains the 1-Star Level.

There, within the depths of the ”Cave of the Grandest Heritage,” execute the sign-in!

Reward: [Celestial Revered Princess Crown] — (An item of the Celestial Level).

Cain froze in his tracks... for a solitary item belonging to the Celestial Level was something intensely precious and beyond the boundaries of description, even for him during the absolute pinnacle of his prior might! Items of the Celestial Level were the sacred treasures capable of igniting a devastating warfare among deities themselves within the upper universes, given that they were rare fragments formed and forged directly from the ’Heart of the World’ and the core of the cosmos itself. It was an immensely precious item that could be appraised by no price!

”System... what precisely is this crown?! I have never elicited data regarding this item previously!”

The System broadcasted its mechanical response instantly: {Notification to Host: This item possesses restricted data; its information and attributes are thoroughly enigmatic and locked, even regarding my contemporary database... You must conclude the mission to unearth it by yourself.}

Cain could scarcely credit what his eyes perceived. Yet the genuine shock resided not within the restriction of data, but within the required destination! The ”Mountains of the Absolute Star” were with certainty categorized as the most perilous, severe, and mortally terrifying geographical zone within the entirety of the Starry Empire. For it swarmed with hazardous monsters and savage magical creatures whose ranks initiated from the Noble Level, and it was exceedingly conventional to collide there with ravenous beasts of the Prince Level!

It was unquestionably no appropriate arena for a promenade or for children by any stretch of circumstances! Yet for Cain—whose self-confidence had rallied following his discourse with Amelia—he assumed that even if they encountered the most formidable and savage beasts of the earth there, he would, via his might, manage to counteract them and protect his child regardless of the price it exacted.

It was glaringly evident that this offering was engineered specifically for his daughter, Amelia. Cain lacked the knowledge of the hidden subtleties and motivations underlying his departure upon this journey to the Starry Empire alongside his daughter alone, devoid of custody or the companionship of Lucy. Yet given that the reward would ultimately transpire to secure his child’s future and render her joyous, he would neither falter nor retreat for a single instance. Amelia would undoubtedly reside in bliss, and he desired from the depths of his heart to perceive his daughter perpetually joyous and smiling... such was the secrecy he wished whenever he glimpsed her childish features.

Tap... Tap... Tap...

Gentle and light knocks ensued upon the office door, trailed by that melodic resonance that permeated his ears, ”Lord Duke... reside you prepared to receive the daily therapy session?”

Residing behind the door was the gorgeous and mesmerizing voice of Lucy. Upon merely hearing her resonance, Cain’s psychological and morale status ascended to the absolute stratosphere, and he registered his chest expanding. He had yearned and burned with impatience for this precisely designated daily hour; in fact, his adoring and distracted mind contemplated with sheer slyness at that moment: ”Can I steal one of those magical parasites and conceal it, merely to summon a multitude of them and coerce her into remaining for my therapy perpetually?!”

Cain cleared his throat, attempting to reclaim his prestige, stating, ”Permission to enter granted...”

The door indeed parted slowly... permitting Lucy to enter with a countenance cold as ice, her eyes attempting to project rigidity and absolute nonchalance... Yet!

She entered the office chamber wearing directly upon her breathtakingly beautiful physique and her intensely svelte, sculpted posture... that provocative black bikini that Matthew had purchased, which everyone recognized Cain adored and perished within its details! She had entered with it into the lair of his office overtly and devoid of any introduction!

The words instantly wedged within Cain’s throat, and saliva froze within his mouth to an extent that he registered a magical dam or a divine curse had entirely obstructed the words from departing his larynx, shackling his vocal cords from articulation!

Lucy gazed at him from the corner of her eye, stating while attempting with immense exertion to feign coldness and stability—while she in truth relished internally Cain’s stupefied and thoroughly surrendered facial expressions more than anything else within the cosmos: ”At what are you gazing thus with widened eyes?”

Cain swallowed his saliva with hardship, finally articulating in a raspy voice, ”Did you... did you neglect to transition into your conventional garments prior to arriving here?”

Lucy retorted in a playful resonance, ignoring the shock, ”Oh... it appears I truly neglected to do so from the excess of haste... There exists no issue in that whatsoever; I can conclude your therapy initially and subsequently depart to transition my garments later. I reside un-annoyed by this appearance... or do you possess a predicament, Lord Duke?”

Cain was on the literal verge of bleeding from his nose as he perceived Lucy advancing and approaching closer and closer to him with her breathtaking, sculpted physique and her legendary posture, which was supposed to reside as the universal criteria and the balance upon which the most gorgeous entities and women within this existence were appraised.

Cain retorted in surrender, his eyes consuming her details, ”As you desire...”

Cain remained un-perceiving yet that at this precise moment, he would be exposed to the most potent and harsh varieties of physical and psychological torture alike! For his titanic physique, which he assumed throughout the preceding years he had flawlessly governed and exercised absolute dominion over via his unyielding power, commenced now transmitting explicit and treacherous signals of rebellion, demonstrating its sweeping desire for full immersion and consuming the ”forbidden apple” at the hands of this woman!

Lucy approached Cain until her respirations enveloped the atmosphere, and there commenced departing from between her two soft palms that warm, familiar green beam characteristic of healing magic. She brought her hands adjacent to him while articulating with artificial rigidity, ”As customary...”

Cain complied with her demand instantly and devoid of any mentionable resistance, commencing to strip his tunic entirely, exposing his bare, expansive chest. And the moment Lucy’s delicate fingertips caressed the flesh of his chest with supreme tenderness and a magical flow, a violent electrical shudder coursed through the entirety of his spine and physique. He immersed and surrendered entirely to the scorching touch.

As for Lucy, who was shifting her hands with extreme slowness, massaging the locations of vital energy flow, she adored these instances; she loved how with simple touches she could fully dominate the physique of this titanic man and thoroughly subject him to her.

She brought her alluring countenance closer and closer to his bare chest, her warm respirations commencing to directly touch his flesh—that flesh which began to violently and rapidly elevate and descend following every exhalation, as though the matter tracked a tumultuous drumming rhythm of his heart, pulsating with love and dread.

Lucy slowly elevated her face upward, and Cain from this proximate perspective perceived the details of her physique within the black bikini, entities that caused him to suffer and writhe internally more and more. Lucy’s countenance ascended until it resided opposite and flush against Cain’s yearning, lost face. She gazed with deep eyes at his mouth, which was panting with disconnected respirations from the excess of excitement and proximity.

And abruptly... she grasped his jaw with her hand and anchored it with a delicate magical force!

With a faint whisper departing from between her lips: ”I have unearthed it finally...”

In a sudden onslaught... Lucy advanced with her head forward, and she performed no kiss; rather, she bit with immense force and audacity a portion of Cain’s lower lip!

At that precise moment, time entirely petrified for Cain! Dimensions halted, the flow of mana within his veins ceased, and he registered a delicious, strange shock coursing through his intellect and physique, as though the world had desisted from rotation.

Lucy swiftly withdrew her head backward, distancing herself by a stride, while she with supreme dexterity captured and plucked from between his lips that ”malicious magical parasite” extracted between her fingers. A mesmerizing, provocative smile of victory etched itself upon her breathtaking countenance.

While Cain sat upon his throne, thoroughly rigid and stupefied, his eyes widened to their absolute limits gazing at her in absolute bewilderment and loss, he registered within his depths at that instance as though he had forfeited a grand portion of his soul and the core of his entity alongside that sudden bite!

The conflicting, frenzied thoughts circulated within his shocked intellect, inquiring with absolute dullness: ”Is what she executed now a mere alternative ’noble medical act’ to extract the parasite... or am I the greatest fool and the most moronic man within this universe if I truly credit that this is a mere cold therapy?! Or was she kissing me in her own exclusive fashion?!”