Chapter 197: A Yandere Milf obsessed with me!

He turned his eyes toward the gate and toward her, even though he couldn’t see her clearly.

"Oh, what are you doing here, my ladies?" he called in a calm, almost amused voice.

Dyana opened her mouth to answer, but no sound came out. She frowned, narrowed her eyes. He wasn’t speaking to her.

In front of the gate, three young girls stood near a convertible parked across the road, lights off. They wore light clothing: short skirts, tight tops.

"Huh?" Dyana whispered, instinctively retreating farther into the darkness.

Kaiser approached them unhurriedly, hands in his pockets.

"Good evening, girls. Are you lost or is this an official visit?"

The tallest of the three, with blond hair cut into a bob, stepped forward with a dazzling smile.

"Lord Kaiser! We were passing by and... we thought we could invite you. Small party at Livia’s, nothing crazy, just music, drinks, and cool people."

Kaiser raised an eyebrow.

"At this hour? Thanks for the invitation, but I’ll have to decline. I’ve had a... busy day."

The second girl, brunette with long curly hair, stepped forward in turn and placed a hand on his arm.

"Come on, Kai~... We’ll take really good care of you, promise. You work too much, you deserve to relax a bit."

He laughed softly and gently removed her hand from his forearm.

"Maybe another time. What would my beloved milf think if she saw me leaving for a party like that?"

Dyana, still hidden in the shadows, felt her heart leap.

’My beloved milf.’ The words echoed in her head.

An involuntary smile curved her lips. He had refused because of her. He really loved her.

The girls burst out laughing, but it sounded a bit forced.

"Your beloved milf?" the blonde repeated, rolling her eyes. "Are you serious?"

A third, smaller one with pink-dyed hair approached and held out a business card.

"Young Lord Kaiser... Here, just in case you change your mind."

Dyana narrowed her eyes. She felt a wave of mana rise inside her despite herself. Her fingers clenched on the bark of the tree she was hiding behind. She forced herself to breathe slowly to contain it.

The pink-haired girl continued in a singsong voice:

"You might regret it... Don’t forget to call me. And if you want a hint: you were the only boy invited to this party. It would be a shame to miss it."

Kaiser took the card without really looking at it and slipped it into his inner pocket.

"Alright, alright, I’ll think about it. In the meantime, girls, have a good night."

He gave them one last polite smile, got back into his car, and started the engine. The headlights swept briefly across the driveway before disappearing behind the gates that closed automatically.

Dyana didn’t move right away. Her eyes remained fixed on the three girls, who stayed planted there, commenting in low voices.

"He really said no..." the brunette murmured.

"He’s bluffing, that’s all. Tomorrow we come back, he’ll crack."

Dyana clenched her teeth. ’They want to come back tomorrow. They want to steal him.’

She stepped out of the shadows without thinking, walked straight toward them with measured steps.

"You can see he’s pushing you away," she called in a loud, clear voice. "As young girls, you should have a little modesty and avoid bothering people at this hour."

The three turned around. The blonde’s eyes widened.

"Professor Dyana? What are you doing here at this hour?"

Dyana crossed her arms.

"I was just passing by."

The brunette narrowed her eyes, suspicious.

"A few meters from a student’s manor? There’s nothing else around... Wait... Are you spying on Lord Kaiser?"

The three burst out laughing.

"Pfff, ahahaha! So you’re in love with Lord Kaiser?" the pink-haired girl launched.

Dyana felt her cheeks heat up.

"Uh! No! What an idea!"

The blonde shrugged with a mocking smile.

"Ah... I thought it would be stupid of you."

Dyana stiffened.

"Huh? What did you say?"

"You have no chance with Lord Kaiser. You’re way too old, obviously he’ll like someone younger."

Dyana’s gaze turned icy.

"What do you know about it? It turns out he loves me!"

The girls exploded with laughter.

"Pfff! Ahahaha, you’re delusional, Professor!"

Dyana felt something snap inside her.

"Stop hanging around him!" she shouted, turning on her heel.

"And what are you gonna do?" the brunette called after her.

Another one added:

"We’ve planned to visit him tomorrow. As a married woman, you really have the nerve to come here? Professor, aren’t you just a whore?"

Dyana stopped dead. Her shoulders trembled.

"Pff, this old hag thinks he loves her, ahaha," the blonde sneered.

Dyana murmured to herself, her voice breaking:

"On the day of Isabella’s funeral... I was broken. Completely broken. And you, you took me in your arms, you listened to me scream, cry, and then... you made me feel something else. Something alive."

"Why is she talking to herself?" one of the girls whispered.

"Has she gone crazy?" another replied, laughing.

Dyana slowly turned around.

"And since then, I can’t think of anything else. I tell myself it was wrong, that I betrayed my husband, that I’m a monstrous mother... and at the same time, I’m dying to relive it. With you, Kaiser."

She stared at them, eyes shining.

"But these WHORES won’t stop hanging around you, Kaiser!"

Her mana surged all at once, uncontrollable. The air around her grew heavy with pressure.

"You can’t understand what we feel for each other! You’re going to stop interfering!"

A metal bar, a piece of the gate torn off by the raw force of her power, shot up from the ground and pierced through the shoulder of the pink-haired girl.

"AHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE...!"

Screams erupted. A second bar struck the brunette in the thigh. The blonde tried to run, but an invisible wave of energy slammed her against the hood of their car.

"Just... die, you classless whores!"

The screams filled the night. Blood appeared on the gravel. Dyana panted, hands outstretched, eyes bulging.

Then, all at once, she blinked. Reality caught up with her.

She lowered her arms.

The girls lay inert on the ground, their bodies brutally torn apart...

Dyana stepped back, legs trembling.

"I... I..."

Without another word, she turned on her heel and fled into the night.

Fortunately for her, and for her already fragile mental state, she didn’t stay long enough to see what was happening inside the manor.

Otherwise, catching sight of her friend Irene, in skimpy clothing, kneeling between Kaiser’s legs in his bedroom, her mouth around his cock, would have pushed her completely over the edge.