'So how was it there having a dick for the second time, slut?'

This world was indeed fascinating. Leah opened her eyes and was welcomed by two things after becoming Leah from the story, Possessive Love. First, glares from everyone inside the school around her- some with envy for not getting into the bed with Louis last night like her and some with disgust for using her body to seduce Louis.

Louis was not only popular at school because of his gorgeous looks but because he is the sole heir of the Jones Empire. Jones was said to be the most dominating company which not only shines powers domestically but also spreading its power internationally.

Since in this school, most of the students were rich kids, they had eyes on chewing the forbidden apple of Jones to experience some of the influential powers to satisfy their unending greed.

However, all thoughts about the story world seemed useless since the crisis at present she was facing was not related.

The author repeatedly mentioned Louis's sex drive to be too strong that every single day he had to sleep with someone, even after he got eyes on the heroine with whom he had to sleep yet. The author even dared to write a scene about him having a threesome after attending a business party. However, the virgin Leah, who had no experience in sexual relations, had no idea that he would have that much of sex drive that in front of everyone when they had only 10 minutes left for the classes to begin, he would be dragging her out of the hallway and ask her about having a second round.

Her analysis thoughts were jumbled when she felt him kissing her neck, slowly playing with her collar buttons of her shirt with an intention to rip it off when they are too into a moment of consuming each other.

"Louis…"

"..."

"Stop it-ah!"

"I still remember how sensitive you are here when I teased you," He shamelessly made that remark and teased her covered pussy.

"Should I rip off your panty and take you right now?" He groaned and started to grind against her, letting her feel his hard-on.

'Snap out of it!'

With almighty willpower she had left after being attacked sexually against her sensitive body, she put a hand on his chest, "Louis, stop!"

"..."

No response and kept on placing kisses on her neck.

"Too many clothes!" The moment she heard his infuriate voice and had a hunch he would be taking her by any minute now, she raised her voice, "Louis!"

Pushing him with unexpected force, she created a distance between them to get out of his cage.

"What's wrong?" He was showing anger and impatience.

How dare he show anger!

Accepted the fact that last night the original owner of this body willingly went to Louis to spend the night together but that doesn't give him any right to have her body on his beck and call to quench his thirst to thrust.

"We are done." She said it with a straight face.

"Did I not satisfy you enough last night or didn't made up to your expectations?"

'What the hell was he talking about?'

"Look, I will not be sleeping with you anymore. So please find someone who willingly wants to be on your bed."

"Don't you act like a virgin Mary now? I know how much of a slutty are you once a dick enters you."

Every cell on her body wanted to slap the shit out of him but due to the reason of him being the male lead and she was in a story world where the world only rounds around the main characters, she kept herself chained with unseen iron chains from causing her to harm the male lead, which will diverse the plot too much as it is now by her rejecting the offer of sleeping with him.

'Is this the so-called male lead, Louis that every reader used to brag and squeal whenever he used to show some R-rated stream moments and claimed endless love for the heroine?'

"I am sorry. I guess my underage undeveloped parts are yet to heal. So please, don't take it as an offense of insulting you." Changing her aura from anger to calm, "Please excuse me or else we will be late for class."

She was indeed right. Maybe the author wanted to make too many exaggerations about how much of man-whore the male lead but it was too risky for an underdeveloped fifteen-year-old girl to be too engaged in imitations.

'Was the author a fan of the loli-con genre or something?'

Not even sparing a second on the dirty man or she should call him an eighteen-year-old boy in front of her, she quickly made it out of the classroom. She took some seconds standing alone in front of the door to rearrange her clothes by buttoning her shirt and inning it. However, the moment she turned right to take a step, she was greeted by a mocking smile,

"So how was it there having a dick for the second time, slut?"