Stealing The Protagonist’s Yandere Lovers

It was the same pair of hands with which Mitshua was held countless times the past few days.

But the warmth they offered was something beyond words.

Today, there was no disgust in her as she let those hands hold her firmly.

"Elandor?"

"Shhhhh."

"Leave everything to me."

I put my finger on her lips to silence her and with a gentle force, buried her face in my chest.

Her body quivered but she did not resist.

Like a boat which found harbour after a stormy journey, she extended her slender fingers to hold me tightly.

She was afraid that Elandor would leave her too, feeling desperate she nestled her head deeper in his neck.

Seeing our actions Shouta raged.

"Leave her, she belongs to me."

"Trash", speaking in a tone as if I was seeing a scum I kicked him.

Even if he was the protagonist with overpowered luck and destiny, How could he take the attack of a fourth-order head-on? Plus he was still in his growing period.

Shouta was no match, his body was sent flying to the other side of the wall.

I held back intentionally, otherwise, all his bones would have broken.

But the kick was enough to cause enough pain in every muscle and every organ of his body.

"If you disturbed Mitshua next time! I won't mind breaking your bones and making you physically disabled for the rest of your life."

Shouta just stared at me resentfully before passing out in pain.

Without paying him any attention, I gently carried Mitshua to a nearby public park.

She stayed quiet till we were finally seated on a public bench.

The two big-slap marks on either side of her cheeks made her look only more pitiful.

She was still in my embrace, her body trembling occasionally.

She needed support.

I was there for her, I started caressing her cheeks with a gentle motion.

The bruises where she was hit so violently…

I blew hot air over those areas before tenderly kissing her forehead.

"It's okay, I am there for you Mitshua."

-after whispering slowly to her, I kissed her forehead once again then kissed her eyebrows. With my lips, I wiped away her tears.

"You can let it all out, no need to act strong!"

"You can cry your heart out, Mitshua."

-Speaking softly I held her in an ardent embrace.

5 seconds passed…..

15 seconds passed, short nasal sounds muttered from her mouth…..

30 seconds passed, and she started weeping in a low voice.

60 seconds passed, and she could not hold out anymore….

Like a dam, she burst open and started crying in a loud voice.

I just needed to hold her and let her know I was there for her and that is what I exactly did.

She needed a safe place to confide and nothing was safer than being held by me.

No words needed to be spoken this time.

The warmth brought by my hands and the security conveyed by this tight hug was worth more than all those fake words.

"Wuvvvvvvvuuu"

"Waaavvvvvv-wuuu", she kept crying as tears kept falling.

Like a responsible boyfriend, I kept patting her shaking back as she wet my shirt.

For 2 straight hours, this continued until she finally sobered up.

"Feeling better?"

-Caressing her cheek, I asked her.

"Hmmm, yes I feel okay now!"

"I think I should go home now", Mitshua was exhausted and just wanted to lie on the bed.

"No", I firmly refuse her.

She looked at me with her big pair of questioning eyes.

At this time I already owned Mitshua's body and after being slapped by Shouta I managed to occupy 50% of her heart but this was not enough. I wanted to remove Shouta's name completely from her heart.

I wanted to own full 100%, not half 50%.

This was the final part of my plan that I worked on with Claire which will give a decisive blow, how could I let her leave like that?

"All of this happened because of me."

"Had I not blackmailed you, things wouldn't have developed this far."

She just listened to me.

"Let me be the villain who everyone hates."

"I will take you to Shouta and explain everything to him."

"I will help you guys reconcile."

Mitshua's emotionless eyes suddenly started fluctuating upon hearing my words.

Seeing the opportunity was right, I held her shoulders.

"Don't worry, I will make sure he understands the truth that you only had him in your heart and not me."

"I know he usually goes to a local club this time around, let me take you there."

Not giving her time to think, I held her weak arm and started pulling her to the club where Shouta was.

...…

After regaining his consciousness, Shouta's anger only rose more.

To vent his frustration, he needed alcohol.

The same bar he had been going to for the past few days came to his mind.

Feeling pain all over, he dragged his body to the local bar.

There a prostitute girl arranged by Claire after giving sufficient money was waiting for Shouta.

She didn't immediately approach Shouta but waited for him to order more and more drinks.

Like a man, he wanted to wash away today's humiliation by getting drunk.

Finding the right opportunity, the blonde prostitute approached Shouta.

"Why is this young Mister drinking alone?"

In drowsiness, Shouta thought the girl in front of him was too beautiful, her tone soothing like an angel.

Seductively, the girl took the glass of alcohol from Shouta's hand.

"Why focus on wine when something hotter than it is in front of you?"

"Judging from your face, you seem to have suffered a great injustice. You can share it with me."

"It's said sharing your griefs, you can quickly forget them", the blonde prostitute slowly caressed Shouta's cheeks.

Hiccup~

Shouta felt that his luck was back.

"Haha, only someone like me deserves such splendid beauty", Shouta regained his confidence.

Shouta's head was messed up after drinking so much, in his unclear eyes, the blonde prostitute with wrinkles all over her face seemed to be much more beautiful than those cheating bitches, Mitshua and Claire.

Hiccup~