Deviant: No Longer Human

Chapter 377: Serpahina having another daughter?

"Arrange for someone to take us there."

Serpahina pursed her lips, irked by the way he seemed to be ordering her around again.

"Okay... Anything else, Mr. Prince?" she asked with a tinge of resentment coloring her voice.

Wang Xiao's eyebrow arched playfully. "If you keep up with the weird nicknames, I might just take you back with me."

Serpahina's response was instant, her tone laced with alarm. "No!"

Wang Xiao couldn't help but chuckle. "Is living with me that terrifying?"

Her eyes glistened, a mix of humor and genuine concern evident. "Yes, very scary! Your people would drive me insane!"

"Well, that's alright then. How about a daughter, would you want that?" Wang Xiao asked, his face lit up with curiosity.

"Huh?"

No sooner had he spoken than Seraphina found herself pulling away, quickening her pace as if trying to escape from the weight of his words.

To an onlooker, it might appear as though she was simply a woman walking briskly with her eyes closed and cheeks flushed.

"What happened, you don't want?" Wang Xiao quickened his pace and caught up to her, reaching out just in time to prevent her from stumbling.

'How can he discuss such a thing with a straight face!' Seraphina's face was a portrait of embarrassment as she glanced down.

Though she allowed him to hold her once more, the topic was clearly too sensitive for her.

She had never personally experienced carrying a child, and the very mention of it stirred a series of emotions within her.

"I...I Don't want!" Seraphina finally blurted out, her teeth clenched as she felt his hands tighten around her waist, compelling her to speak. "You would just vanish after making my belly big, heh! Do you take me for an idiot!?"

In fact, the idea of having a daughter with him was tempting—directly linking her to his considerable influence.

His status as the Eighth Prince carried significant weight, and possessing that connection would allow her to wield power over others.

But—

Serpahina had harbored grand ambitions in the past.

She had once yearned to rule and command authority.

Now, if anyone suggested such a thing, she would run for the hills.

The reality of power was a mess, too much work, and it left her with scarcely any time to sleep.

Wang Xiao had indeed given her the authority to manage Sylvergard, and although it wasn't officially his territory, the absence of any challenge from the new European guardian—who had neither sought a feud nor issued commands to any country—meant that Wang Xiao still held effective control.

The motives of this man were murky at best; until Wang Xiao personally met with him, nothing could be certain.

"Then do you want something else?" Wang Xiao asked, sensing that she genuinely did not want another child, and knowing that Josephine was already enough of a headache for her.

He tactfully changed the subject.

Serpahina, now silent, shook her head. "I don't want anything... But why are you being so generous today?" She turned to him, her eyes mocking—suggesting he never truly cared about anyone.

Yet beneath her sarcasm, curiosity bubbled.

This man, as she remembered, might have changed his face to become more charming, but she knew his heart was still dark.

As these two bickered, many eyes were drawn their way—the allure of Seraphina's figure alone was enough to capture attention, but when paired with Wang Xiao's unique attire and the unmistakable aura of power he exuded, it was impossible for them not to be the center of attention.

"Well, I am just giving you an option," Wang Xiao shrugged, puzzled by the apprehension his kindness evoked. "Why do people get scared when I'm being kind?"

"What option?" Seraphina bit her lip and glanced at him, intrigued yet wary of falling into what she perceived might be a trap.

Wang Xiao caught the cautious look on her face and was torn between laughter and frustration.

Why was she so persistently wary of him?

If he truly wanted something, could she even stop him?

Without responding, he suddenly grabbed her hand upon spotting an ancient pavilion along the street and pulled her toward it.

Serpahina was stunned and slightly awkward being led by him so abruptly, her hand softening in his grip as if boneless.

The effects of Aether, which granted everyone enhanced vitality, had made her appear several years younger.

Her rejuvenated appearance now surpassed others easily; Wang Xiao thought she looked the best he had ever seen her—youthful, with skin as soft as a baby's.

He felt like he could squeeze her soft hand forever.

However, Seraphina's mood shifted to annoyance as they approached the pavilion.

Contrary to her expectations of a typical western restaurant, it was styled like a traditional eastern eatery where all the tables were low-raised.

They would have to sit on their knees around the table to eat, a prospect she found less than appealing.

Serpahina wanted to sit alone, but Wang Xiao had other ideas. He pulled her down to sit between his legs as he sat cross-legged on the side.

Hiss!

A scornful expression crossed her face as she settled onto the surface; it stung like a thousand bees, forcing her to shift uncomfortably, which caused her backside to rub against his crotch.

And before she fully realized what was happening, she felt his hard erection.

Turning around, her eyes became moist as she looked at him pleadingly.

Despite her age, no one could easily guess that this woman was already a mother.

"Haha," Wang Xiao chuckled upon seeing her eyes, finding her reaction rather adorable. "Dare to move again, and I'll fix you right here," he warned with a stern glare.

"!!"

In the next moment, Seraphina froze, too scared to move.

She glanced around; although the pavilion was empty, the fear that he might do something shameful to her right there was evident.

In fact, the real reason behind her behavior was her uncertainty about her importance in his life.

She felt that this black-hearted man wouldn't hesitate to harm her if she displeased him.

Yet, despite his ruthless streak, his casual easygoing demeanor left her deeply conflicted.

She knew she could joke around with him, but there was a line she dared not cross.

When the food arrived, instead of eating himself, he began feeding her, which nearly made her heart leap in surprise.

After a few moments, however, she settled into the situation, a blissful smile spreading across her face.

No way—right after waking up, he had made her engage in such strenuous exercises!

Now her stomach was grumbling, clearly voicing its need for nourishment.