The Alien King's Alluring Obsession

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Randall's finger moved to the next person in the row of dolls.

He continued, "That is Natasha. She was a little troublemaker. When she came here, the theater troupe became so interesting for a while. She later ended up in my hands."

I continued to listen to Randal expressionlessly.

It would be great if he just did what he had in mind quickly so I can leave. All these extra things he was doing was just prolonging things.

"The next person is Fatima. Fatima is 90% similar to you. You guys have this kind of spark hidden under your skin that draws me in. I don't know how to explain it very well but she obviously ended in my collection." Randall smiled.

"Oh." I said in a numb voice.

Randall didn't mind my indifference.

He clapped, "Enough of the background stories of my collections. It is time to test what you are here to help me with."

He went back to the area filled with numerous tools, beakers, jars, injections and many

more.

After fiddling with something for a few minutes, he came back to where I was.

There was a metal needle in his hand. This metal needle wasn't heavy or bulky. It was made in a light mould.

A little bit of glass was used in creating the injection too. Looking through the glass, a sparkling silver liquid could be seen.

Randall didn't look for any veins to inject whatever he was holding in. He just grabbed my thigh and stabbed the injection in. There was no prep or caution.

He pushed the silver liquid in the injection into my body system roughly.

On many fronts, I felt violated, tortured and disgusted. Sadly, I had to vear with whatever I was going through right now.

Randall discarded the injection and settled his eyes on me. The two of us waited patiently. My heart was in my throat and I was ready for the unknown future that would descend soon.

A tiny wave of heat ignited in me. Before I could think about it carefully, this wave of heat continued to increase in temperature and magnitude.

It felt like someone was roasting me above a naked fire. Sweat beaded on my skin before sliding towards the bed.

A chill came from the air interacting with my sweaty body. I looked like I have been dumped in boiling water before getting roasted over a bonfire.

Intense stimulation attacked my brain. The heat didn't stop there. It continued increasing.

My bones felt like brittle glass.

A scream tore itself out of my lips. I couldn't stop it. Trying to bite my lips to stifle any sounds didn't work.

My body was twisting like a worm that had been splashed with salt. The restraints Randall had locked me with earlier came in handy at this moment.

I wanted to get away from the bed but things didn't work out in my favor. My struggles only left welts and bruises on my skin.

A heated gaze was on my body. I knew without looking that it was Randall. The sound

of fingers flying over a screen was as loud as it could be in my ears.

Everything was so sensitive and my senses upgraded temporarily. For a moment there,

I felt like I had returned to the moment I got my plant superpowers.

I continued to be in this strange state for an unknown amount of time. Eventually, the heat that had been torturing me ebbed away.

Heavy pants slipped out of my lips. Breathing properly was a hard task.

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The strange illusion that I was back to my superpowered state faded away. I missed the feeling.

Randall looked at me with a smile.

"This reagent worked well. It didn't cause any adverse effects to your body. I don't know why the people that were injected with this exact substance in the past had traumatic responses to it. Your case is very different and unique. Your body seemed to be boosted somehow. I knew I made a great decision by having you as my special assistant." Randall smiled.

Who wanted to be his special assistant? Besides, the scream of pain that came from my suffering obviously didn't count as an adverse effect in Randall's book.

I wanted to roll my eyes or give Randall a taste of his own medicine. Unfortunately, things have to remain the way it were for a while.

Randall came closer and unlocked my shackles for me. Even with my freedom, I had to lay on the bed to catch my breath.

My eyes stuck to the ceiling as I pulled myself together.

Once I was sure things were okay, I rose to my feet. My legs were a little bit jittery.

My clothes were sticky and some of the sweat I released earlier hadn't dried up completely. I needed a bath.

This current state was disgusting to say the least.

"Remember to come to this room at the designated time. I won't accept any

disobedience. My subordinate would be sent to pick you up when it's time." Randall informed me.

I wasn't so stupid to argue with Randall here.

I bowed my head.

"Okay. Understood." I muttered.

Spending another extra second in this room was torture. I left the bed and walked out

of the room silently.

Randall didn't bother with me as I left. I was grateful for that.

I didn't know the way back to my dormitory from this place but I was willing to ask questions. It took a while but I finally got to the dormitory building.

The moment I entered our room, I headed straight for the connected bathroom.

Angelo was on his bed. Before gaining strength from the bath I was going to get, there

was no energy to say anything to Angelo. I hope he would understand.

If he didn't understand me, that was on him. My emotions were volatile at this moment.

Nobody knows if this was a side effect of the silver substance that I was injected with or if it was because of frustration.

The shower was as refreshing as I had envisioned.

Most of my riotous mood calmed down. I came out of the bathroom while drying my hair with a towel.

"What is wrong with you? You looked very scary when you came in a few minutes ago." Angelo said.

He sat up and looked at me with concern.

"I heard a few people saying they saw you near boss snake's usual hall. What were you

doing there?" His questions kept coming.

His words of concern unblocked something.noveldrama

Sometimes, bottling things up can get overwhelming and lonely.