Chapter 221 - So many questions

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NSFW topic explained

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Kris hugged Lena and they both stayed in each other's embrace for a few moments of silence.

"I don't think I can ever forgive your grandfather too..." Lena replied.

"..." Kris did not speak back. He just gently hold Lena tightly and safe in his arms.

"How old were you?"

"It was a bit before my mother work up... so 13? I don't remember my age until my mother started celebrating my birthday again."

"My gosh... and your grandfather did all of this... training just so you would be the perfect protector of the Li family?"

"That's what I had been told... his reason, but I don't believe it."

Lena parted away from Kris and placed both of her hands on his cheeks. "It's okay. When we get married, you can marry into my family instead. I have a good family."

Kris smiled at her. Lena released her hold on his cheeks. Kris pushed her front hair back, putting it behind her right ear.

"It's so hard sometimes... to love you when I only know how to hurt you." Kris softly spoke.

"That's fine... Well... I mean like it not a good thing to hurt someone, but..." Lena clasped her hands on both of Kris' hand, wrapping their fingers with each other. "we can't avoid perfection, only aim for it. A relationship with no single argument is too perfect... we will disagree once in a while."

Lena continued. "And hurt... as long as it's not intentional, we can both go through it together. You're still not 100% good yet and there might be a day you go rogue, a day you might hit me again, but we will get through it until you'll all better. Just promise me I get to hit you back when you're sane again."

Kris gave Lena a soft peck on her lips. "You can get three hits for every single one I do."

Lena smiled at him before turning back to look at the closed laptop. She placed a hand on top of it and breathed. "Was this... the tough love you were talking about?"

Kris put his hand on top of Lena's hand that is above the laptop. "Yeah..."

Lena closed her eyes as the video flash quickly in her mind again. As much as it was something she would never want to see again, this was part of Kris... and it will affect their relationship.

Kris once told her that the art of seduction, for him was taught differently to him because of his condition. And these "training lessons" only make his condition worse.

In the video, Kris was a young boy who was tied up to a chair... psychologically abuse. His unemotional eyes stared at two couple making love. Scratch that... it was not even love... it was rough interc**rse.

In his world back then... he probably would not know sexual abuse was if he saw it. Although he was never physically abused... he was psychologically abused. He stared at them like it was an educational lesson to remember for a test, something that needed to be ingrained into his brain and for him to never forget it. He was a robot who just stared with no emotion or value.

He was taught how to look for a woman's weakness. Her fears, desires, pains, and vulnerabilities... to use those against her and make her answer to your every command. He has been taught how to degrade a woman and to use them just like tools.

He was also taught the same things for men. How to get a man's trust and get inside his head. To never trust anyone but only depend on yourself. To protect only your name and your assets. To not attach yourself to anyone nor anything.

Lena remembered what Kris said before... "Please don't think that just because I have the skills, it means they are fake to you."

Lena looked back at Kris. She does not need to question when he was lying or not, to her... he is real.

"You have questions...?" Kris could tell that Lena's mind was exploding with many things.

"So many questions."

"Well, you have me for eternity to ask."

"If... we were not what we are... but instead I was just plain old Lena Shen... how would the plain old Kris Li get to me?"

"Hmmm..." Kris pondered. He had buried many of his past teachings, overriding them with friendship, family, love, and feelings... to be able to understand others. His past and present are mixed together.

"You were a follower, not a do it type of person. I would target Hazel to get to you. And once I have established my connection with both of you, I can dive in closer to you. A woman like you would love the attention and money."

"Tsk... you're so on point. Would you get me to bed?"

Kris laughed. "Baby... I would kill you before we even get there."

"Oh yes.. I forgot you don't do that. So what do you do?"

"Once you give the woman just the slightest attention and make them think that you are interested in them... you just take it slow. Give them the eye contact, sweet smiles, and pamper them with gifts. Even if not all woman would get it on with you, just the attention makes them feel butterflies. But the easiest part is that they like to talk."

Lena nodded. She was definitely a talker. Girls like gossips.

"And you just need to use the proper language and conversational skills to make them expose information that they don't even know they are sharing with you."

"I gotcha... so.. when do I get to learn those stuff?" Lena tilted her head.

"How to play a man?" Kris stopped smiling.

"No... maybe? Yes."

"Silly girl... you already played men before... your play skills are good enough." Kris patted Lena's head.

"Ok.... then what about my interrogation skills?"

"Eh... I would give that a 5/10."

"That bad?" Lena frowned. "What else am I bad at?"

"Hmm... you're a good kisser, I can tell you that. But.. what are you bad at?" Kris thought about it for a bit as he collected his list. "You give in too easily when people bride you with food."

"I---" Lena was about to object but it was true. "Free food is heaven."

"You should more of eat me then, I won't charge you. Well, any money that is.. but i might charge you in a different way." Kris replied. "We are here about me though... where are your-so-many-questions?"

"Yes, right." Lena had gone off-topic. "If someday, I kill your grandpa... would you hate me?"

Kris grabbed Lena's hand and kissed it. "Never. You over him any day."