11 Chapter 11: Brewing tensions and Rough spankings!

-A few days later-

[Angelica's POV]

"My lady, can you believe this?!"

One of her followers shouted. Another followed.

"To think His Highness would offer that lower girl a personal slave! It's the talk of the entire dorm now. People have been saying a lot of bad things. This will damage your reputation."

"Forget about it."

She spoke with an even tone as she stared outside from her room's window.

'He's doing it again.'

"But my lady—"

"I said forget about it! His Highness knows exactly what it means to give a woman a personal demihuman slave. He's basically telegraphed their relationship."

'Not that he wasn't doing it before.'

Something deep in her heart ached so bad whenever she thought about it.

The man for whom she had done everything, around whom her entire life revolved was now interested in another woman. And as if to crush any remaining hope, he had started to ignore and at times antagonize her. Sometimes it was her own fault for being so aggressive, but at other times, she was blamed even when she was in the right and innocent.

It hurt to see him change so much in such a little time.

The man she had planned to give her everything was now treating her like she was a thorn in his relationship with that accursed girl.

At the rate it was going, she felt like she would become a villainess in his "love story of ages".

"… I need some time alone. Please leave."

Her heart was on the verge of breaking and she couldn't let anyone see this weak side. So, she ordered the other girls to leave.

And they did.

She waited a minute after they had closed the door before her damn broke.

But instead of tears, she felt rage.

With clenched fists, she punched the tasteful vase harmlessly sitting beside her, causing it to fall to the ground and break. The red roses inside were now scattered on the ground.

"Unacceptable!"

She was not so weak to fall apart and cry like a heartbroken maiden.

She had her own pride as the Duke's daughter.

She had everything. Talent, Pedigree, Looks, Ettiquetes. She had spent her entire life ensuring that she was the perfect partner for the prince.

And yet…

'He had the nerve to court another woman right in front of me?! How dare he?! How DARE HE do this to ME?! I did everything for HIM! I became the perfect lady for HIM! I put my everything for HIS satisfaction. And yet…'

He had the gall to say he was attracted to another girl… NOW?!

What about HER?! Did her own feelings not matter to him at all?! What was so special about that abhorrent midget anyway?!

Why was he being like this?!

'Why? Why? Why, why, WHY?!'

"… What have I done to deserve it…?"

Feeling a sudden tiredness wash over her, she fell to the bed nearby, her hands covering her now damp eyes.

She lay there silently, questioning her life.

Was it all for nothing?

What did she do to deserve this fate?

Was she the villain or the victim?

What will happen to their relationship now?

Would he really tear apart everything just for a new girl?

Tears welled up and then fell on the bedsheet as she lay there, feeling the worst she had ever felt. For the first time in her life, she felt despair.

[End of Angelica's POV]

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I was sitting in my room, going through some of the reports Eris had sent me about the finalization of the amusement park.

It was going to be ready in a week. And I would have to take a leave of absence to go and do some actual physical testing.

Truth be told, I didn't know jackshit about building and managing an amusement park so I delegated(read: threw) all of that work to Eris. But I was still the Boss here, so I had to do something.

And what better way to do it than test some of the rides and check out the other facilities. It'll be like a mini vacation. I had enough trust in Eris to be confident that there won't be any flaws. She was much smarter than me, even if I had a higher INT stat now… at least I thought I did. The damned Game didn't have a proper Status page to check that kind of stuff. Damn it!

Anyway, I was planning to take Olivia with me, cause why not. I wanted to see her reactions to the awesomeness that'll most likely take over the country and maybe even the whole world.

'Seriously, why did no one think of making a proper amusement park in this world? Oh well, this will hopefully earn me a lot of reputation and, in turn, World Points.'

As I was going over the last page of the report, a heard loud banging noises from the door.

"Oii! Open the damn door, idiot!"

'Oh, you've got to be shitting me… I remember that annoying voice.'

Now, what on Earth was my annoying ex-sister doing here?

I had to stop my work and deal with her now.

… Or did I?

'Actually, screw her. My work is more important.'

*BAM* *BAM!* *BAM!*

'Now where was I? Ah, right. The new solar and wind-powered electricity plants. Makes sense given the altitude at which we live.'

"OPEN THE DAMN DOOR, YOU MORON!"

*BAM* *BAM!* *BAM!* *BAM!*

'And then there's this… what even is this?'

The report mentioned a find. Something called Alpenrucha Hernimchula.

I had no idea what that was. There was an image attached to it, though. Maybe Eris had already guessed I would be confused and decided to add a picture as an attachment. So considerate of her.

'Let's see… this is…'

"I SAID OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! OR I'LL BREAK IT AND YOU!"

'Okay, that's annoying.'

In the end, I had to pause and store everything in my Inventory and get up to teach someone a lesson.

'She better has a damn good reason for coming here. Or else I'm gonna spank her HARD.'

I opened the door before she created any more ruckus.

"Finally! You have some gall making me—KYAA!!"

I changed my mind the moment I saw her arrogant and annoyed face.

In an instant, I pulled her inside and closed the door.

Next, I put some noise-cancellation charms in the room.

"Well, what do you want, Jenna Fou Bartfort? I don't have time for people like you, so hurry up."

I spoke with an impassive and dismissive tone to my ex-sister.

The brunette seemed to be taken aback by my tone and words and didn't say anything for a few seconds.

But then she furrowed her brows and sucked in air, causing her fairly decent bust to pop up even more. If I didn't know any better, I would call it a poor attempt at seduction. But I knew better. And then, she began her bullshit drama.

"Hah?! How dare you talk to me like that?! Just because you got lucky and found some treasures doesn't mean you're suddenly some royalty, you damn brat."

For some reason, the term 'brat' really annoyed her when it came from her mouth.

And she was the one who acted like a bratty bitch sis all the time.

I calmed my nerves as I spoke again, this time neutral.

"Tell me why you're here, Jenne."

"You dare call me by my name you pleb—Kyaa!! W-What are you doing?! Stop! Unhand me, you bastard! Wha—No, my skirt! My panties! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, YOU DISGUSTING PIG?! I will not allow you to sully me! I am your older sister! Uuuugh, stop it and let me go! I SAID LET ME—"

*SMACK!*

"KYAAAAAAAKK!"

And all of her words died down with a single spank on her now bare bubble butt as she lay motionless in my lap.

It was kinda a spur of a moment action from my side. Her annoying voice was getting me.

I didn't have a sister in my past life. And I didn't like bratty and bitchy sisters anyway.

And from some cultured sources from my past life, I knew how to handle such girls quite well.

"H-How dare you—"

*SMACK*

"AAAAAAGH! That really hurts, you bastard!"

*SMACK!*

"Let me go! You pig!"

*SMACK!*

"AAAAAA!!"

*SMACK!*

"MMAAAHHH!! STOP! IT HURTS! LET ME GO—"

*SMACK!*

"NOOO! STOP!!"

*SMACK!*

"Stop!! Aaa!! Stop!"

*SMACK!*

"Please stop!"

*SMACK!*

"Aargh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! *Sniff* Please… *Sniff* stop… *hicc*"

*Smack*

The last one was for good measures and because 9 spanks would have left a bad taste in my mouth.

By this point, her body was shivering and her rear was riddled with deep red marks of handprints.

'Wow, that actually felt really good.'

For some reason, doing this really felt refreshing. I felt like all the stress I had been accumulating from working was gone.

I could hear moaning and groaning sounds from below, along with sounds of… wait, was she wailing?

I… didn't think I'll make an 18-year-old girl cry in this way. But in my defense, I had bad blood against my most of my ex-family. And that included this bitchy older sister of mine.

Though… I MAY have gone overboard.

But hey, at least she was no longer shouting like she was some royal bitch and owned this place and me. That should have taught her a valuable lesson that my parents seemed to have forgotten to teach her.

Don't act like a bitch all the time. Especially not in front of me.

"Now then, do you need more teaching or are you smart enough to understand you're not some country's princess. Did you seriously think you can come to me and act like this? Are you stupid? Does all of the food go to your tits and this giggly ass?"

I spoke, pinching the reddened ass, causing another groan to leave her mouth. She struggled to get away, but my strength was far superior to hers. So, her attempts were in vain.

I gotta say, looking at it from up close, she had a nice booty.

What? She's not MY sister. I can appreciate a good booty, even if it was on a haughty bitch.

"L-Let me g-go! Y-Y-You! You! OWw! It hurts! Let me go!"

She kept struggling. She still had some fight left, it seemed.

"I see… so you still have some fight left. How about I properly teach you your damn place in the hierarchy, Jenna Fou Bartfort?"

I spoke forebodingly as I caressed her now uneven butt.

"Ugh! Wait, no! Please! Why are you doing this?! Stop!"

Jenne struggled.

"Why? Ask yourself that question. Who do you think you are to speak so arrogantly to me? Don't say my older sister. You're NOT my family. I am no longer a part of the Bartfort family. I am an independent Baron. And what's with your damn attitude? It's always annoyed me."

I spoke, pinching her ass again.

"Eeek!"

"If you want to talk to me, shove that attitude inside your ass..."

It was at this point I realized that I was getting off the topic and enjoying it too much.

'Damn it, junior! Control yourself!'

I took a deep breath to get my head back to the topic at hand.

"So? Do you have anything to say? And it better not be something rude. I won't stop at 10 spanks this time. And the next batch will be harder."

I warned.

"I-I… p-please let me go… sir."

She finally groaned.

"Hmm. Maybe I will. But before that tell me why you came here? You've never bothered to talk to me ever since I joined the academy. Not that I care. So, what made you come to me?"

'Hmm, I wonder if she's here to ask for something.'

She was quite selfish and greedy. When I went to my home before the start of the academy, I first of all severed all tied with my family and then gave that bitch hag enough money to shut her trap and accept the disownment.

My parents and brothers were heartbroken, but I managed to placate them somewhat. I also gave them some of the money. Nothing insane. Just 10 million Dias. It was for them to live the rest of their lives without any problems. Of course, if they wanted more, I would give them.

I know what I did then was cruel. I took away their son from them. And 10 million Dias doesn't replace a son. At least, it doesn't for people who care for their children. Not like the bitch hag who happily accepted the money I offered her to stay away from them. I was hoping to resolve the matter with money like I always do.

But she didn't accept the deal at first and tried to annoy me, demanding the money as it is and further demanding the money I gave to my parents as well. But some casual threats and some generous use of Compulsion magic did the job. She was quite docile and accepting by the end of it.

A little fun fact. She was later scammed by a few of the merchants, making her spend millions on fake pottery and paintings. In fact, it was more than she got from me.

I got my money back too.

It's frightening how much you can do in this world with money and some connections, which can also be bought with money.

Anyway, coming back to the topic, I had a feeling she was here to demand(well, not anymore) something.

"I… I came here t-to get that black ticket thing you're giving out to high nobles."

I raised an eyebrow at that.

"The VIP invitation card for my amusement park? … Oh, right. Of course. You are interested in my new project too, huh?"

I smirked.

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