Professor Hank's POV
There's something wrong. Vanya's soul can never tether itself to a virgin's. There's no way Vanya chose her from all the people. Or was I mistaken?
I had known Vanya for as long as life. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have agreed to Versailles' dreaded proposal.
"You are a virgin?" I look at Jane, and she looks like she is about to pass.
Every thought that I had from the moment before vanished. I was here to find Vanya, so I could hide her from Versailles.
But this. This was uncalled for. If I refute her orders now and tell her what has become of her sister, there's a strong possibility that Jane would end up dead.
"This is so fucked up," I ran my fingers through my hair.
Here, I thought this would be a nice opportunity for some back-to-bed romance. Was my marriage all for nothing? And all this work that I did...
"Professor, I-" Jane began. But I knew I didn't want any more surprises.
"Just stop talking, please. I am having a midlife crisis," whatever that was to humans, I had read about it. It's when you start questioning your own existence and doubt everything that has happened so far.
"But you are not fifty yet," she argued, almost as if she was annoyed. What was she even annoyed for? She had nothing to lose.
Except her life.
Wait. What if...
What if I calculated it all wrong? Butthen... The hallucinations. The mannerisms. The touch. There could be no mistake. But then, what has led Fass to her trail?
It's not a surprise that I have managed to fool her. This Jane girl, was an idiot. She really thinks that I am into her, or something?
That's just the most womanly thing to do.
I, Prince Theodore, falling for a girl from this realm who doesn't even had her shit together. She is a crazy bitch, who has no hold over horny. But a virgin?
"Why were you so keen on being so close to me then?" I asked her. If anything, I wanted to punch a hole in the wall.
The audacity to think I was interested in this girl!
"What do you mean?" She asks, like the naive girl she is.
Wait, hold on. I have been too caught up to explain it all to myself.
I had planned to come to her home, coax her into an intercourse so I could summon Vanya's soul back in her body. I had just enough mana to make sure it worked.
Unlike Versailles' endless supply of stolen magic, mine was limited. I couldn't waste it liberally. And half of it was already used in convincing this insane girl that she or that stupid other girl texted me her apartment's address.
"I was never eager on getting close to you. If anything, I don't even think you are any better than Professor Rafael!" She shoots back.
"I didn't even ask you to come to my fucking apartment in the middle of the day. Forget it. I was wrong. I should have called the cops on you!"
"No. Jane. I am sorry. I didn't mean to," I apologized.
Well, I did mean to! You stupid woman made me waste my stuff. It's better to just kill you and let Vanya's soul gets lost forever.
I was sure it was my anger doing most of the talking. It was so unlike me to be this way. But once I am done here, I will be dragged back to the wretched Versailles Estate.
"Why are you always so mean?" She bites back.
"Jane, come here," reluctantly, I pull her in my arms and hug her close. A virgin! She's a virgin.
As most people would like to believe, I don't have a moral compass. But I do have a pleasure compass.
My pleasure moveth, where my dick doth.
And the fact that you cannot get most of it with a virgin. She is new. She knows nothing about sex. She won't be a good lay.
The truth was, that Versailles had spoilt me. Our marriage was something of a cage. The only silver lining to it. The sex. Versailles loved to fuck. The thing about Versailles was, she knew what she was doing with her cunt.
A thing like that has got to spoil sex with other people for you. Believe me, or not.
"I want you out of here," Jane sobs. There goes that shirt.
"Please. Let me stay," I said.
Trust me, missy... I am dying to leave too.
"But I don't want you to be here. Why does it matter to you that I am a virgin?" She sounded hurt.
I picked her up, as her arms went around my shoulders. Carefully, I laid her onto the bed.
"I don't want to scare you," I tell her.
I didn't really want to do it with an amateur after months of almost celibacy. Hands down not count!
"You are so beautiful and delicate. I want your first time to be special," I whisper in her ear.
Having sex with you is a lot of work. I would leave that for someone else.
"I have begun to care for you, and would hate it if something were to happen to you while we...make love," I tucked a lock under her ear.
Sorry, kid. It's just not happening. You are not that pretty either.
"But you don't have to care for me! I am a grown up. I am an adult. I can do a few things by myself," she insisted.
Dumb virgins! This is why you should never be the first one. There's all sorts of expectations that they gather up from the silly books. If you break those, you are a monster. And if you fail to deliver, then you don't love them enough. Good girls are bad news.
"I will go and talk to Corin about the whole thing. But for now, I want you to take care of yourself," I kissed her forehead.
"I don't think I am going to be on the project for long. I almost dropped out after what happened with Professor Rafael," she said.
God, how did I miss it? If I don't do anything Fass would.
"I don't even like him," she adds and then it dawns on me. When Fass fucks her, he will kill her soon. And he won't stop doing it till he gets to Vanya's soul.