Everything will be my way!

Chapter 230

When Kyon returned to the analytics department, they immediately asked him about the results of the interrogation. His reply, “nothing so far” did not surprise the male part of the team: only few people would torture such a beautiful woman to get the answers. However, Rasya made a huge row until the boss put her in her place.

Soon they had a meeting regarding what to do with the Black Queen.

The investigators unanimously decided to get rid of all the members of the assassins guild with the help of the captive. Charge had to send a request to the imperial department to provide them with additional security forces as they had a shortage of military force. It was for a good reason, they must answer soon.

Strange as it may seem, the answer came almost instantly. About half an hour later, Vladimir announced that tomorrow morning, they were going to receive a high-ranking guest who should be treated with the greatest possible respect like a king. The guest would take care of the Black Queen and the assassin guild, and they could take a paid vacation until the end of the tournament.

Also, Vladimir made an appointment with the masked investigator in his office tomorrow.

Charge and the rest of the investigators were happy for Kyon. They wished him good luck and started enthusiastically sharing their guesses as for who the mysterious guest might be. Usually, the Dantes authorities (0) responded to requests for help very reluctantly. They provided backup only in case of an emergency. And then they were sending a big shot, even more important and influential than Vladimir! It was an unprecedented event! Did the Black Queen have so powerful enemy?

Kyon’s face darkened for a brief moment. – {Don’t tell me that the beasts from the empire had guessed the girl’s origin! They have decided to finish off the remaining Webers…} – It made sense, taking into account the quick response and the alleged high authority of the coming guest.

Kyon was running out of time, and it was driving him mad. If he didn���t get Valeera out in a day (maybe less), then one of those involved in the destruction of her family would come and kill her. It was too cruel and unfair. He couldn’t let it happen.

Unfortunately, the 3rd rank did not make Kyon omnipotent. He could only interrogate the most dangerous prisoners on the minus third floor. Trying to get someone out of there was suicide. He hadn’t lost his mind completely to rescue the girl from the guards with the cultivation in the fourth phase!

He also could study the evidence and inspect personal things, but only upon prior notification. Leaving the room with her things (the only exception was the sound transmitter) would get him in big trouble. Stealing evidence was considered a serious crime. There was no way he could appropriate her treasures.

{How can I get her out with minimal risks? Think hard!} – Kyon used his brain to the fullest.

Only a few influential persons were legally capable of setting Valeera free: Charge, the head of the department, Vladimir, the head of the ministry, and the royal family.

He would never talk Charge into it. The boss didn’t care for money and was a man of principle.

Vladimir was out of the question, either. The ministry couldn’t afford losing the dangerous criminal. It would affect their authority. He would face dismissal or even something worse. No chance!

As for Vlada and Kara, it was pure madness to turn to them. Anything could happen from subjugation to getting into sexual slavery as a seeding bull. But the most important thing, he was running out of time! He would never get their audience today. The tournament was too close. It was completely impossible!

Kyon remembered the prince “the hot pants” but discarded this idea at once.

{Who else can get her out of here? Who?!} – Only her uncle came to his mind. Leon was a dark horse. No one knew the level of his cultivation. Presumably, it was very high. No one could get her, but he. No one was more motivated, either.

Kyon had no choice but to save the little thief with the help of her own uncle. In fact, he would stay away from her, acting through somebody else. It minimized the risk of being caught red-handed.

With that in mind, he headed for the evidence room and picked up the Black Queen’s sound transmitter. As soon as someone called, he would connect with the assassins guild and start the negotiations, the outcome of which was certain.

At the same time, he sent his subordinates to the hotel where the girl used to live, hoping to find anyone from the assassins guild. Any thread leading to the guild was priceless.

While Kyon was waiting for the call, he decided to study the department building plan, but it was classified. He had to collect the information in pieces from different sources…

It was about six in the evening.

Kyon was all nerves. It was all in vain. The hotel room had been given to other people, there hadn’t been a single call to the sound transmitter.

– {What the hell! Shouldn’t the head of the guild get at least a few calls a day?!} – On the other hand, he had seen her receive only one call at all. It was in the restaurant when the prince showed up, which means it was a business call.

{What if nobody calls her? Will she die at the hands of the killers who destroyed all her family? Is there no hope?} – Kyon sighed heavily. A frightening idea flashed across his mind: he should get Leon’s frequency directly from Valeera.

It was just the time for taking another candy with Synergy, programmed to cure her body. There was something else on the schedule, so he headed to the interrogation room.

…

Someone entered the interrogation room. There was a gleam of triumph in his eyes. – «Look who is here! The Black Queen herself, chained to the torture chair! How could it happen?! Is there justice in the world, after all?»

Valeera opened her eyes and made a contemptuous grimace. – «You…»

Prince Charles let out an evil laugh, slowly approaching her. – «Unbelievable! The gods have blessed me! The investigator didn’t lie! They have really caught the fucking bitch!»

Recently, he had received a totally insane offer from a female investigator, which he could not refuse.

«Get lost!» – The girl snapped, releasing a noticeably weak icy aura.

«How scary! Ha-ha-ha! Oh goddess, I am so happy!» – The prince grinned like a kid who had found a pile of sweets fallen from the sky. He growled menacingly: – «You’re in no position to give me commands, bitch! You have killed my father, stolen expensive medicine, and deprived me of my honor when you poisoned me with coniferous poison! I can kill you right now! But if you beg me for forgiveness, maybe I will have pity on you! Come on, start begging me!» – The prince roughly grabbed the girl by her delicate neck.

«Screw you.» – Valeera said hoarsely and closed her eyes. She knew she couldn’t frighten the despicable bastard. Apparently, the masked investigator decided to cash in at her expense…

Charles violently squeezed the girl’s neck, then he hesitated a little, removed his hand and stepped away. – «No. You won’t get off easy. They will execute you in the central square before the scornful eyes of thousands of citizens. Only then my father will find peace.» – The prince said, glowering at her. – «As for my ruined honor…» – He grinned salaciously, looking at her slender half-naked body. – «I’ll return the favor!»

«What are you going to do?» – Valeera asked, warily. But before she could blink, the crowned bastard turned one of the levers on the chair and spread her legs apart.

«What a wonderful device!» – The prince said jubilantly and pulling her bra down with a quick movement. His hand eagerly squeezed her tight breasts, his eyes burning with desire.

«You… Get lost, scum!» – Valeera screamed, disgust and hatred written all over her face.

«Did you lose your impassive mask, bitch? What about your manners? The arrogant lady did not expect me to turn the tables on her.» – Charles grinned, brazenly twisting her tender nipple.

«I thought you were better than this, jerk… Too bad that scum like you…» – She stopped short. The happy expression on the prince’s face told her that any words were useless. She knew what would happen. There is no point resisting… To hell with everything. It couldn’t get any worse.

«That’s right. You’d better keep silent! Know your place.» – Charle turned red with excitement, his speech became jerky and broken. He was bursting with desire! No elite prostitute could compare with this pearl of a girl. Her skin was as delicate as silk, the slender curves of her body were breathtaking. She was the embodiment of femininity alchemy and grace! He was about to fuck this cutie!

«One hell of a body… It must be heavenly to fuck you! Let’s get started!» – His hand slipped to her panties and pulled them aside. Charles’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets with excitement. His trembling fingers ran over the gentle slopes, leaving him breathless.

«A virgin… It’s incredible! I hit the jackpot! Ha-ha-ha-ha!» – The prince laughed happily. Virginity in the understanding of any high-born person was a symbol of purity and chastity. To take the hated beautiful bitch’s innocence against her will would be the highest measure for her punishment and his reward! He was incredibly glad that the Black Queen hadn’t let anyone in her sexy body so that he could absolutely enjoy it. His inner beast was crazy with the desire to taste the forbidden fruit.

No matter how calm and impassionate Valeera seemed, Charles’s nasty touch in her intimate place made her sick. She would prefer being tortured with red-hot needles…

The prince trembled with impatience. He hastily pulled down his underpants and grasped his manhood of the unnatural purple color. He put it to her pussy, licking his lips with anticipation. – «Any last words before turning into a dirty whore?»

There was no answer.

«As you wish.» – He thrust his hips forward.

{Аh?} – Just then, his penis started losing its hardness and went limp and flaccid. – {What the fuck?!} – A second ago it was hard as a rock… He felt confused and disoriented. – {I must be overexcited! It has never happened before!!}

Try as he might, Charles couldn’t get his erection back. He felt embarrassed and even ashamed of his failure at this crucial moment.

Valeera opened her eyes and was taken aback by the absurdity of what was happening. She immediately understood what it was all about: the prince got hyperexcited! He must be subconsciously afraid of her. Her heart started beating frantically at the thought that not everything was lost. She said with a grimace of disgust:

«Pathetic slug. If you ever take your father’s throne, the kingdom won’t stand a chance! Just like some part of yours!»

«SHUT UP!» – Charles barked and blushed, rubbing the shaft of his penis frantically.

«It’s no use, boy. Being impotent is your calling, it’s a part of your spineless character. Go away before I die from laughter!» – Valeera wished she could laugh just to make fun of him or at least fake a smile.

«Shut the fuck up, bitch! I… Just a moment… Come on… Why? Why don’t you get hard?!»

At this awkward moment, someone knocked out the door. A high-ranking investigator with a black mask on his face barged inside. He instantly assessed the situation, stared at the half-naked prince.

Charles blushed even more. He got dressed nervously and hurried, giving the investigator a sign to follow him. His failure today didn’t matter, he would achieve his goal soon!