Defiled By The Cruel General [18+]

CHAPTER 4

Ceaser could feel his most dirty, filthy desires were being filled up by her at that moment.

"Please, sir, I will die! AHH... Please let go..." Leah begged while trying not to lose consciousness.

"No! Never!" Ceaser roared in anger and kept f*****g her until she became truly disciplined by his big c**k.

However, the next moment, Ceaser woke up from the big bed. He wiped the hot sweat from his head as if he had a terrible nightmare. What kind of nightmare could scare the devil who created the Hell?

It was more like he had broken his own cognition and couldn't believe that such a thing would happen to him. Ceaser's chest rose and fell violently, but he felt a chill under him.

He looked down and saw a white stain between his legs. His face suddenly turned black. Ceaser was always particular. When had such a thing ever happened? And it was a lowly woman.

No, he would never be seduced by them! However, the dissatisfaction in his body and mind kept clamoring, making Ceaser unable to calm down. The dream came to an abrupt end, and the feeling of loss was too strong.

He didn't know what her lips tasted like yet, and he hadn't released himself inside her yet. Ceaser slapped himself hard. What was he thinking? Was he still savoring it? Still lingering? It was a shame!

Leah had no idea what was going on. Ever since she ran into Ceaser that night, she had been feeling uneasy for several days and had been hiding herself for fear of running into anyone.

Some of the maids even advised her not to do so, as she was like a frightened bird. But Leah couldn't tell anyone what happened that night, so she could only be more cautious.

Fortunately, she was so cautious, because Ceaser's face was dark that morning. He had several thoughts in his mind, and finally decided with gritted teeth that he would get rid of her and solve the source of this trouble.

Of course, Ceaser was ruthless and would never be merciful to a woman who was not his compatriot or was of a lowly race. But he had never saw Leah, and he didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved.

Leah didn't know that she had escaped a disaster. A banquet was going to be held here. It was said that Ceaser was entertaining his subordinates. The maid had everyone busy early in the morning.

On such an occasion, Leah would never allow herself to go to the front, and she herself would never dare to go there. If she was killed casually, no one would pursue the matter.

"Lea, Lea, here, here!" Dale called Leah over to put her things away. Because her name was too difficult to pronounce, Dale called it like this by mistake, and she couldn't correct it, so Leah just let her do it.

Leah's face was covered with sweat. They had gotten up early today and were very busy. But they hoped that nothing would go wrong, otherwise they would be in big trouble. After finally calming down, she sat aside and talked to the maids to take a break.

The food they ate in the back kitchen was naturally not as good as those officers', but the maids took good care of her because she was young and about the same age as their daughters. They also knew that it was difficult for her to survive here, so they would often remind her to prevent her from getting into trouble.

The kindness she felt in a foreign country gave Leah the courage to survive in this difficult environment. At the banquet, Ceaser had just arrived, and the power was changing, so it was bound to be difficult.

It's not so easy to suppress the local tyrants here, even though Ceaser has made great achievements in the war, is of noble birth, and has many followers. "Major General, I heard that you took away a yellow-skinned, black-eyed Oriental woman from there? Pull her out for us to see. We haven't seen her before."

A hostile colonel challenged Ceaser maliciously. Although these people were like slaves to them, since they belonged to Ceaser, his behavior was an offense.

Ceaser did feel a strong sense of displeasure in his heart, which he attributed to the possession of his things. He put the wine glass in his hand on the table with a bang, and the atmosphere of the banquet immediately stagnated.

They all knew that the other party had other intentions, and there might be another battle today. "If you put in more effort on the battlefield and captured some Orientals, you wouldn't be so ignorant." Ceaser said with a slight curl of his lips.

His ridicule was obviously more insulting. Everyone knew that his military achievements as a colonel might still be questionable. However, due to Ceaser's status and deterrence, no one dared to disrespect him openly. "The major general's pet is so precious, but we can't even look at her, is it possible?"

He stretched out his tone, with the kind of ambiguity that all men understand. Under normal circumstances, Ceaser would not take it to heart, even though he thought the man's words were ridiculous, and it was a great insult to link him, a man of noble blood, with those lowly races.

He would make him pay the price, but he would never have much emotional fluctuation. However, today Ceaser seemed to have been hit in the sore spot, and his face was particularly ugly. "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Ceaser stood up suddenly, shocking everyone. But they all understood Ceaser's anger, because he was high up in the world, with the purest bloodline, and the higher up one was, the more he hated these lowly races.

"The major general would never do that. You are going too far." Others condemned him and asked him to apologize. Even those in his same faction thought that what he said was too far. They didn't really want to fall out with Ceaser.

If the other party really didn't care, they might not be able to end well. Colonel Milo could only bow his head unwillingly, but he didn't doubt that there was anything wrong with Ceaser's reaction. Although Ceaser suppressed their arrogance, he was even angrier in his heart, holding back his anger.

"You want to see it, right? I'll let you see enough!" As if to prove his innocence, Ceaser asked someone to bring Leah up. He had always disdained this kind of behavior, but now it seemed that he was trying to cover up something.

Everyone was afraid to breathe. They did not think that this was a sign of weakness from Ceaser, but rather a warning from him. Thinking about how many people he had killed on the battlefield and how he was ruthless towards those races that needed to be eliminated, some people regretted standing by and watching.

Leah was in such a state of misfortune that she was dragged away for no apparent reason. The maids who tried to save her were also pushed to the ground. She was terrified and asked in panic, "Where are you taking me?"

Unfortunately, the soldiers would not answer her and were not polite to her at all.

Leah wanted to struggle and scream, but she knew that this would only make herself worse, so she could only obey. Sure enough, this way they did not treat her so roughly.

She was pulled into the hall, exposed in front of these men, and pushed out by the soldiers. Leah was frightened, and her face turned pale, but the sight of her delicate face full of oriental charm aroused the men's excitement.

She clutched her skirt tightly, not daring to look at the officers present, and wanted to curl herself up. However, Leah did not notice that Ceaser, who was sitting at the top, narrowed his eyes.

He deliberately turned his eyes away from her, but in fact, the corner of his eyes would still unconsciously fall on her. Leah felt as if she was being devoured alive by those wolf-like eyes. The gazes of those men on her were extremely offensive, and she felt as if she had been stripped naked.

Leah is indeed beautiful, but she is not a peerless beauty. There are also differences in esthetics between the East and the West. However, she is delicate and petite, panic-stricken and helpless, with extremely pure eyes and a face which can easily touch some men's spots.

"It's perfect, it's excellent stuff, no wonder you were asked to bring it back as an exception." Milo teased, staring at Leah with eyes that did not hide his aggressive intentions.

Ceaser was filled with anger and wanted to dig out his filthy eyes. She was his maid. What right did he have to look at her like that? It was an eyesore! What do you mean? And how dare you question him?

Ceaser took advantage of the situation and suddenly stood up and attacked Milo. The wine glass hit his face, leaving a bloody wound. Everyone else was shocked. They didn't expect Ceaser to be so angry.

It didn't seem like anything at first, but if you think about it carefully, it would link Ceaser and the maid together again. How could such a proud and noble man tolerate Milo's repeated insults?

Milo was in the wrong, so he could only cover his face and swallow his anger. He didn't mean it this time, he was just used to being casual. "Don't go down yet!" Ceaser shouted at Leah, who was stunned for a moment, and then ran back impatiently.

Ceaser watched her fawn-like figure disappear at the end, and he felt relieved. But when he faced these officers, his handsome face became even colder. "Have you seen enough?" Ceaser was so angry, how could these people dare to stay for long? They dared to provoke the devil. Only those who would dare to stay will die a miserable death.

But Ceaser's goal was successfully achieved. He established his power and gave these people a strong warning. It was obviously a happy thing, but he was not happy at all. After these people left, he poured a full glass of wine and drank a few gulps.

But when he wanted to continue drinking, he put the glass down heavily. Because Ceaser thought about the consequences of drinking too much last time, and he didn't know whether it was because of anger or something else, his handsome face flushed.

Leah was still in shock, and before she had walked far, she was suddenly pulled back by the man. She was startled, screamed, and turned around in horror to see Ceaser, the only terrifying man she was most afraid of seeing.

"Master, what's wrong?" This address was taught to her by the maids. In a traditional aristocratic family, it was the most foolproof.

However, Ceaser's body suddenly stiffened and his eyes suddenly widened.

What did she call him? Ceaser felt a surge of heat rushing down to his body, and his lower body immediately reacted. He tightened his grip on Leah's hand, causing her to cry out in pain, and Ceaser immediately pushed her away rudely.

Before Leah could react, he walked back and forth in front of her anxiously, shouting angrily, "You damn witch from the East, don't even think about seducing me! Do you think I'll be one of those stupid men who will fall for your little tricks?"

"If you still want to live, don't do unnecessary things!"

Leah was stunned by his scolding and felt even more wronged. She didn't do anything! But she knew that arguing was not a clear way to go. If he said you did it, you did it.

Leah lowered her head and stood quietly aside, thinking that he would calm down, but unexpectedly Ceaser became even angrier when he saw her like this.

"What, are you feeling guilty?" He approached her, as if he would not be satisfied no matter what happened.

Leah couldn't help but take two steps back, which made his face look even uglier.

"What are you hiding from?" Ceaser felt that she was deliberately pretending to be weak to let him down.

He never looked down on women. Many men have fallen for their beauty, but Ceaser obviously never thought of himself as that kind of man.