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Chapter 49: The So-Called Kidnapping
🕑 Added 2024-09-26 18:30:12 +0000 UTCFor now, let's set aside the advertisement for kerr's canned baked beans, since their ad campaign won't begin for some time.
After several busy days working on company matters, Ethan finally had a weekend to himself. Having just finished dinner, he sat on the couch at home, listening to his two younger brothers perform a band rehearsal.
"Regis, you hit the wrong note here!" Louis suddenly stopped playing the piano midway and complained about Regis' mistake.
Regis paused, holding his drumsticks, and quietly argued, "You messed up first, not me!"
"It was you, Regis! I have perfect hearing, you can't fool me!" Louis, being taller, approached Regis, his light brown-haired brother, with an air of authority, making Regis pout with a look of grievance.
"I really didn't..."
"How dare you!" Louis gave Regis a shove, causing the younger boy to stumble. Regis couldn't help but push back, and soon the two boys wrestled like bulls, from the living room to the kitchen, continuing their argument behind Carmella.
"Stop it, you little troublemakers!" Carmella pulled them apart and, with her wet hands, pinched their cheeks simultaneously.
"So cold!" the two boys yelled in unison before fleeing from Carmella's clutches.
Laughing, Carmella wiped her hands on her apron and watched as Louis and Regis reconciled, returning to the living room to continue their performance.
Ethan, meanwhile, sat back and smiled at the familiar, heartwarming scene as he peeled an orange, meticulously removing all the white fibers. This was his way of passing the time and calming his thoughts, as he contemplated future plans and where to move the family.
Soon, his phone buzzed with a text message. Ethan took out his phone and saw it was from Scarlett.
It had been a while since they last chatted. Popping an orange segment into his mouth, Ethan opened the message.
"Dear Sir Ethan the Knight, I regret to inform you that your Lady Scarlett has been kidnapped by me. If you can't identify the location in the attached photo, you may never see her again..."
Ethan raised an eyebrow. After reading Scarlett's teasing message, he thought he really ought to pin her down on the bed and spank her!
After a short wait, a selfie of Scarlett appeared on his screen.
But this time, instead of taking the photo indoors, Scarlett stood on a red tower, clearly at a high altitude. The area was deserted, with only the distant city lights and crowded buildings creating a miniature-like skyline in the background.
However, Ethan didn't pay much attention to the surroundings because his eyes were drawn to Scarlett's chest.
The little minx was wearing a tight black corset. She had paired it with a red leather coat, which she left open, offering Ethan a full view of her fair, ample bosom. Paired with her red lips, the sight was absolutely mesmerizing.
Ethan stood up from the couch and walked to the balcony to reply.
"Didn't expect you to treat Lady Scarlett like this… Kidnapper, I suggest you apply more pressure."
"Damn it, aren't you even going to ask if she's struggling to breathe? Don't you want to rescue her?"
"Of course I do, but I think you're being too kind to her. She looks pretty comfortable, doesn't she?" Ethan texted back with a smile. Another picture arrived moments later.
This time, Scarlett was sitting on the ground, the camera showing a first-person view from above. Her fair thighs were even more voluptuous from the angle and pressure, and her delicate ankles were bound in black high heels. As for her upper body, she used two fingers to tug at her corset, revealing almost the entirety of her chest.
Ethan whistled and quickly typed, "Now that's more like it, kidnapper. I like this one."
"I'm not asking which one you like! If you don't answer, I'll push Lady Scarlett off the edge!"
"Okay, okay, kidnapper. Just don't hurt my Lady Scarlett. I'll tell you where it is. It's Tokyo Tower, right?"
"...You guessed it, Sir Knight. It seems you really know your landmarks well. Since you've got it right, I'll let her go."
Ethan didn't reply. After a moment, his phone buzzed again.
"How did you guess? Why are you so familiar with Tokyo? It's like you're always near me," Scarlett wondered, since Ethan had found her location easily the last time, too.
Ethan chuckled. "I've just seen a lot. The shape and color of the tower are pretty distinctive, don't you think?"
Indeed, thanks to the internet, people's knowledge of the world had broadened far beyond what was available in earlier times, regardless of their status or background.
Not to mention, Ethan had actually visited Tokyo Tower. Years ago, he'd gone to Tokyo to gain insight from the darker side of the industry and had even participated in the filming of several classic movies. Thinking back to chatting and laughing with Kato Taka back then brought a sense of nostalgia.
"Alright, alright, Sir Knight, since you guessed it, do you want to come to Tokyo to pin your Lady Scarlett down in a hotel room?" Scarlett's teasing tone was unmistakable.
The vivid imagery made Ethan's pulse quicken. "Lucky for you, I'm too busy right now to come. Otherwise, you'd know what it means not to leave the bed."
Scarlett quickly texted back, "I don't believe you could do that. You're so narcissistic... Sir Knight."
"You'll find out soon enough that I'm not lying, my Lady Scarlett."
"Well, since Sir Knight can't come ravage your poor, big-chested Lady Scarlett, we'll just have to wait until next time. Let's see if you'll be as lucky then..."
"Lady Scarlett should be more concerned about what might happen if Sir Knight really does find you..."
"Oh, I'm sooo scared now... Sir Knight, I beg for your mercy, please forgive your humble Lady Scarlett."
Scarlett's message was followed by another photo.
In this one, she was kneeling, her pale knees tinged with a healthy pink. Her body was upright, holding the phone in one hand for a selfie while using the other to lightly tug at the buttons of her corset, pulling them apart.
Her deep cleavage was now fully exposed, and gravity accentuated the natural shape of her breasts. Beneath her partially open clothing and the loose buttons, even more of the forbidden view was visible.
Ethan pursed his lips, feeling the heat raising inside him.
Don't give me the chance Lady Scarlett, or you'll find out what knight punishment really means
