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Jack stretched himself out on the deck chair, his posture dripping with arrogance, his grin wide and shameless. "It is not very difficult matter," he said, his tone deliberately casual, "I lie down here, you kiss me one hundred times. That will be good." His eyes gleamed with anticipation, his expression one of smug satisfaction, as though he were awaiting a performance rather than a plea.
Hill's gaze locked on him, her chest rising and falling with the weight of her anger. She looked at Jack sprawled across the chair, his body relaxed, his demeanor infuriatingly confident. "Do you really want me to do this?" Her voice was sharp, but beneath it trembled the humiliation of being forced into such a position.
Jack's grin widened, his tone dripping with mockery. "Do not say that you will not do it. In that case, I will be very disappointed. Hill, this is your last chance. Words not grasped well are already past." His voice was low, taunting, every syllable meant to remind her of her helplessness.
Hill closed her eyes, breathing deeply, three long breaths to steady herself. "I knew," she whispered, her voice heavy with resignation.
Slowly, she squatted down, her body trembling as though fighting against itself. Her lips moved closer to Jack's hand, her mouth hovering, her pride screaming in protest.
Jack's voice cut in, sly and cruel. "Kisses in the same place over five times are not qualified. The face is an exception." His grin widened, his tone deliberately inexpensive, mocking her further.
Hill's eyes flared with fury. "You…" She wished she could hold a blade and end him in that moment.
Jack continued, relentless. "Moreover, the number of kisses cannot be less than twenty times."
Hill's voice was cold, sharp as steel. "You are putting me in order intentionally."
Jack shrugged, his grin wicked. "You can understand it like that. But I asked you to do it, didn't I?" His words were unscrupulous, his tone dripping with arrogance.
Hill bit her lip, her voice trembling with suppressed rage. "Good. Very good. Jack, you won." Slowly, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against the back of his hand.
Jack's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "Feels well. Please continue. I anticipate very much."
Hill's teeth clenched, her impulse to bite him nearly overwhelming. "Can you stop expressing your opinion?"
Jack laughed. "Cannot. This is my freedom. You can choose not to continue."
Hill's voice rose, trembling with fury. "You devil." She vented her rage by suddenly pressing her lips against his mouth, silencing him with a kiss.
Her body trembled violently. Is this kissing? Hateful. What is there to care about? This scum is a dog. Consider it kissing a dog. Not worth caring. I do not care. I do not care… Her thoughts raced, her pride burning, her humiliation consuming her.
Jack's eyes flashed with intense evil intent. He knew Hill was venting, but to him, this was interesting. Hill compelled to this degree — how many others could achieve such a state?
His hands slid around her waist, gripping tightly. With a sudden movement, he turned, pressing Hill beneath him. No man could allow himself to be pressed by a woman.
"Hill, your enthusiasm lit me. Now, are you ready?" Jack's voice was low, dripping with wicked amusement.
Hill's lips parted, her voice trembling. "I…"
Jack silenced her, his mouth pressing against hers, invading without restraint. Hill's eyes widened, her body stiffening. This was different from before, different from her own initiative. The sensation was overwhelming, stimulating, unwanted yet undeniable.
From a distance, Alice and the others watched, their expressions mixed.
Natasha's lips curled into a smile. "Never expected Hill's enthusiasm like this. Not as I expected."
White Queen's voice was clinical, detached. "According to biological analysis, when a person is in a temper tantrum, they may do unthinkable things to vent their mood. Hill is in this condition. Jack is her vent object."
Ada sighed, her hand pressed against her forehead. "But this is only ignition. Look, Jack pressed her again beneath his body. I knew it would be like this."
Alice's voice was calm, her tone edged with cynicism. "Jack is that type who profits. He will not help anyone. Hill is doomed. She tried to steal a chicken, but lost the rice used to lure it."
Ten minutes passed. Jack finally released Hill's lips, her mouth inflamed, her complexion flushed. She gasped for breath, her eyes blurred, her body trembling.
Jack's grin widened, his voice dripping with mockery. "How does it feel?"
Hill's voice was weak, angry, trembling. "I… I feel nothing. Considered by the dog as bitten. You… you fellow…" Her breath came heavy, her hands pushing against him. "Get down. Give me to get down."
Jack's grin widened further. "Looking at your appearance, it does not seem like nothing. Your feeling is crisp. I will not get down." His shamelessness was absolute.
Hill's strength faltered. She gave up pushing him, her voice trembling. "I… I do not care. Consider brute pressing. Can I haggle with a brute? Such reduces me to less than a person."
Jack's grin widened, his tone mocking. "A while you called me a dog, now a brute. You were kissed by a dog, pressed by a brute. Shows your dog was inferior."
Hill's voice rose, trembling with fury. "You are the dog inferior."
Jack laughed. "Calm. It is only a joke."
Hill's voice was cold, sharp. "No matter if it is a joke. I have achieved what you said."
Jack's grin widened, his tone mocking. "Right. Kissed that long time with me, equivalent to one hundred times. Congratulations. You completed my request."
Hill's voice was sharp. "Then?"
Jack tilted his head, feigning confusion. "Then? Then what?"
Hill's voice rose, trembling with fury. "Jack, do not feign ignorance. You complied before."
Jack's grin widened, his tone mocking. "Right. Complying means you completed my request. Now you achieved it. I congratulate you sincerely. Hill, you are really good."
Hill's voice was cold, trembling with rage. "Jack, you are sincere? I achieved your request. You will defeat the Chitauri army. We reached an agreement."
Jack's grin widened, his tone mocking. "Before Hill wanted me, do the words you spoke repeat one? 'It is not wants to seize the chance to extort one, can comply your, I can achieve, I will do.' That was what you said. I understood only one meaning — you asked me to give you instructions, making you do."
Hill's voice trembled, her fury boiling. "You… you… you… I asked you to defeat the Chitauri army. You twist my meaning intentionally."
Jack's grin widened, his tone mocking. "You said it, but I did not comply at that time. It was your one-sided wish."
Hill's voice rose, trembling with fury. "Jack!" She pushed against him, her voice sharp. "You bastard! I must tear you to shreds!"
Jack pressed her down again, his grin wicked. "Vitality, anger, humiliation, helplessness, hate. Your mood is troubled. But this is the real you. I like your expression."
Hill's voice trembled, her pride shattered. "Snort. You are self-satisfied. Time and time again you insult me, satisfied your perverted sense of achievement. I was blind to believe you." She turned her face away, tears sliding down her cheek, uncontrollable.
The chamber fell silent, the weight of her humiliation pressing down like iron. Jack's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with twisted satisfaction. Hill's tears glistened in the dim light, a symbol of her pride broken, her spirit battered, her hatred burning stronger than ever.