Chapter 138: Chapter 138: What kind of weird fetish was this?

Aria is a stunner, a fashion model with long, slightly curled black hair, and the epitome of a mature, glamorous woman. She’s dressed in a camisole nightgown, which is classy rather than revealing.

Her figure is strikingly voluptuous and tall, over 5 feet 9 inches. When she puts on her high heels, she’s downright imposing.

She stared at Ethan, her eyebrows furrowing. “A bodyguard? You?”

Ethan, though an adult, had been bedridden for a long time, making him much leaner than his peers.

To anyone, he’d just look like a delicate high school boy, definitely not the burly type you’d expect for a bodyguard.

“Exactly.” Ethan raised his hand. “I’m a psychic.”

He made a gesture with his right hand, something he picked up from comics.

But this time, he wasn’t aiming at a bottle. He targeted Aria’s chest and flicked his wrist sharply.

“What?!” Aria screamed, clutching her chest as her eyes widened in disbelief.

Just now, she felt something as hard as rock hit her chest, causing a sharp pain even through her clothes.

Aria looked again at Ethan’s strange gesture, a chill running down her spine from the fear of the unknown.

“This is just a basic way to manipulate psychic energy.” Ethan flicked his fingers, and his psychic force, which he called ‘Void Dick’, lifted her chin.

Aria felt a force on her chin, making her head tilt back uncontrollably.

From Ethan’s point of view, using his power to lift a mature woman’s chin felt wicked. He quickly canceled the skill as Aria reached for her chin.

Aria, hand on her chin, looked unsettled. Everything happening was beyond her comprehension.

Her worldview was being reshaped.

“Anyway, someone hired a psychic to assassinate Katherine.” Ethan spread his hands. “I’ve been hired to protect her, that’s all.”

“But,” Ethan said, his gaze roaming over Aria.

You can’t deny she’s a model,her figure is impeccably maintained.

Such beauty, usually seen on TV, still packs a visual punch in real life.

Aria felt his gaze and frowned slightly, familiar with that look.

Most men who wanted to take advantage of her had that same look.

But now, it was coming from a high school boy.

“Hmph.”

Aria snorted coldly. She was still wary of psychics, or else she would have just walked away.

Ethan didn’t wait for her to speak, smiling first. “Katherine is important to you, right? So, would you sacrifice for her?”

“Huh?” Aria frowned. “What do you mean?”

Ethan propped his chin, his gaze drifting lasciviously down to her long, straight legs. “While my job is to keep Katherine alive, ensuring she doesn’t get hurt isn’t part of my duties.”

His eyes traveled up her legs, finally resting on her luscious lips. “If you want me to fully protect Katherine, a little money won’t cut it.”

Aria’s face darkened, disgust evident in her eyes. She knew this look all too well. “Are you insane? Threatening me?”

“It doesn’t matter to me,” Ethan shrugged. “Take your time to think about it. I won’t lock the door tonight.”

With that, he got up, turned, and went back to his room, leaving Aria alone in the living room.

Aria watched his retreating figure, her face contorted with disgust, her fists clenched.

She couldn’t believe that this seemingly delicate boy would threaten her so brazenly upon their first meeting.

Her chest still throbbed from the earlier assault.s naturally fear the unknown.

She wanted to tell Katherine, but the thought of his confident demeanor spread unease in her heart.

After Ethan returned to his room, he did as he said and didn’t lock the door.

The high-end apartment was quite nice, even the guest room was well-equipped with various furniture and electronic devices, certainly a step up from his sickbed.

Ethan lay down, sinking into the soft mattress.

The threat was risky, but within manageable limits.

Reality isn’t like the novels. Being a model and never having dated or dealt with underhanded offers—that’s not quite normal.

Ethan needed to gauge Aria’s reaction to determine her relationship with Katherine before he could proceed with the next step of his plan.

All he could do now was wait.

Ethan closed his eyes and began to rest.

Time ticked by, second by second.

In a haze, he suddenly heard the door being cautiously pushed open, followed by footsteps.

Ethan opened his eyes. In the darkness, moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating a tall figure tiptoeing into the room.

Aria was still in her night camisole. Her expression was hidden, but it was likely not a pleasant one.

She stood by the bed, silent.

Seeing this, Ethan opened his eyes fully. “It seems you’ve made your choice.”

After a long silence, Aria slowly spoke, “You promise me, protect Katherine.”

“Deal,” Ethan sat up in bed, his gaze boldly scanning her body.

This unrestrained, aggressive scrutiny made Aria’s expression turn even more sour. “Just get it over with.”

She felt like she’d been bitten by a dog.

Aria reached for her shoulder, starting to slip off the strap.

“Don’t.” Ethan stopped her, pointing to the desk in front of him. “Just sit on the desk.”

“What?” Aria paused, her hands still in motion, her expression confused.

What kind of weird fetish was this?

“Do as I say,” Ethan repeated.

Hesitantly, and not understanding, Aria walked over to the desk and sat down facing Ethan.

“Remember, no need to scream,” Ethan extended his right hand, making a gesture.

In his mind, he whispered, “Void Dick.”

He had secretly moved the desk earlier to ensure it was within a 5-foot range.

The next second.

Aria’s face drastically changed, her feet pressing down hard.

“Don’t move,” Ethan controlled the Void Dick as he had anticipated he could: “Free your hands.”

Aria’s eyes filled with fear, and following Ethan’s instructions, she placed her hands on the desk, gripping the edges tightly.

Ethan began to manipulate his abilities.

He intentionally deepened Aria’s recognition of his identity as a psychic.

As his fingertips moved back and forth in the air, the use of the skill didn’t actually require physical hand signs,it was more about suggesting to Aria.

Aria clenched her teeth, her gaze fixed on his moving fingers, her fingers whitening as they gripped the table.

The bizarre scene unfolding before her was terrifying.

Moreover, the sensation of her vagina being repeatedly struck by an invisible force intensified the fear rising from deep within her.

Aria, unaccustomed to such experiences, looked pained and struggled to keep silent.

Ethan was in no rush,there was plenty of time tonight.

His goal was to use his abilities to instill an indelible fear in her, necessary for executing the next steps of his plan.