Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 883: A Frenzied Revenge Aveline's expression darkened. Were these people insane? Instead of focusing on their studies, they spent their days on nonsense like this.

"What's the plan?" Aveline asked, clearly indifferent.

"Liora, slap her twice," Celestia ordered.

Liora didn't even need prompting-she had already wanted to do it. "Aveline, I thought of you as my best friend, and you went and stole my boyfriend. You filthy wench!" She swung her palm toward Aveline, but before it could land, Aveline caught her wrist mid-air.

"Had enough insults? Liora, Orion will never love you. Not in this lifetime, not ever, let alone be your boyfriend." Liora's hand was clenched tightly in Aveline's grip. How could another girl have such strength? "Celestia, help me!" Liora cried out to the others standing nearby.

"Everyone, get her!" Celestia commanded. She had suffered at Aveline's hands before, and this tshe made sure to bring reinforcements. After all, Aveline was just one girl-she couldn't possibly fight off all of them at once. Aveline braced herself for a fight, but she underestimated the way girls fought. One of them lunged forward and yanked her hair, making her wince in pain.

Taking advantage of the distraction, Liora broke free from Aveline's grasp and slapped her across the face. "Beat her to death! This little wench!" Celestia screamed, all her accumulated resentment spilling out. This was her moment for revenge.

Suddenly, a loud "BANG!" echoed through the room as the door was kicked open. Orion's furious roar filled the air: "Which one of you dared to touch her?!" If Aveline hadn't told him to stay out of sight earlier to avoid tipping them off, he would never have let anyone lay a finger on her.

Aveline's carefully braided hair now hung loose and messy, her body restrained by several girls. Liora's hand still hovered in the air after slapping her.

Orion's eyes burned red with fury. "You dared to hit her?" His voice was like the roar of a lion, fierce and terrifying. Liora's legs nearly gave out from fear.

"Orion, no, it's not what you think! Celestia madedo it! I didn't want to..." Liora stammered, desperately shifting the blame.

"Don't lie! You hit her yourself! Don't you dare pin this on me!" Celestia retorted. "None of you are getting out of here today!" Orion growled. "Shut the door!" Behind him, four bodyguards in black sunglasses stepped into the room.

Orion immediately went to Aveline, lifting her gently and placing her on the sofa. His heart ached when he noticed the faint redness on her cheek. Nobody knew Aveline better than he did.

She was his princess-spoiled and cherished by everyone around her. And now, someone had dared to slap her.

If Julian found out about this, Orion thought bitterly, he'd probably bring explosives to blow up the entire school. "Aveline, does it hurt?" Orion asked softly, his voice filled with concern.

Aveline met his worried gaze and replied calmly, "Orion, it's nothing. Don't worry. I'm not in pain." "It's red. How could it not hurt?" "I'm not that fragile," Aveline replied, straightening her disheveled hair with composure.

Orion leaned down and kissed her cheek gently. Aveline's face flushed even more. "Orion, stop that," she muttered. The room was still full of people.

"Aveline, wait fora moment," Orion said, brushing her hair lightly before standing up.

When he turned back to the others, his expression turned ice cold. "I don't hit women," he said bluntly.

"Orion, I'm sorry! Really, I'm so sorry!" Liora pleaded, terrified of what was to come. Orion ignored her and gave his bodyguards an order: "Bringa pair of scissors." "Yes, sir." "Orion, what are you going to do?" Aveline asked, puzzled.

Celestia and the others felt a wave of dread wash over them. "Orion, it's getting late.

We should head home. If you're upset, take it out on Liora. She's the one who brought us here. We didn't know anything!" "Exactly!" The others chimed in, eager to escape responsibility.

"You think you can just walk away? Not a chance. None of you are leaving here unscathed," Orion declared, his anger palpable.

The bodyguards quickly returned with a pair of scissors. "Here you go, sir." "Cut their hair. All of it. I want them all shaved down to crew cuts," Orion commanded, his voice cold and deliberate.

The girls froze in fear. For them, their hair was everything. The thought of having it cut shorter than a man's was unbearable.

"Orion, please don't!" "We're sorry! We truly are!" Liora turned to Aveline, tears streaming down her face. "Aveline, I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you like that. I was just so angry. Please, talk to Orion. I don't want my hair cut off!" Aveline's expression remained cold. The insults and the slap from Liora had already severed any connection between them.

"Everyone should take responsibility for their actions," she said indifferently.

"Cut it. If they dare say another word, shave their heads completely," Orion warned. His words silenced the room.

"Start with the first one," Orion ordered. The previously arrogant girls now sat motionless_tears at Streaming NQ down their faces as their long, carefully styled hair was hacked away without mercy.

Their regret was palpable. They silently cursed themselves for Xoves for m listening to Celestia Aveline was clearly someone they should never have crossed. Celestia clung to a sliver of hope and approached Orion. "Orion, don't cut my hair, please!" Orion glared at her, his anger reigniting. She was the one who had orchestrated this entire mess, the one who had hurt Aveline.

"Shave her head," he said coldly.

"Orion!" "If you say one more word, I'll have them shave every inch of hair off your body," Orion snapped. The threat silenced Celestia completely.

One by one, each girl's hair was cut. While most were left with uneven crew cuts, Celestia was shaved completely bald, looking utterly pitiful.

"From tomorrow onward, none of you are allowed to wear wigs. If I catch anyone wearing one I'll make your lives miserable, Orion warned them, his tone menacing. "Orion, can we leave now?" one of the girls asked timidly. "You can crawl out of here. Celestia and Liora stay," Orion said coldly. He had no intention of letting them off so easily.

The others fled as fast as they could. Celestia and Liora were left trembling in fear. "Orion, what are you going to do to us?" "You hurt my little princess. Cutting your hair isn't enough. I don't hit women, but my men don't discriminate," Orion replied icily.

He gestured to his bodyguards. "Each of you will slap them fifty times. Make them kneel while they apologize to Aveline after every slap." "Fifty slaps?! That'll kill us!" Liora cried out.

"I know the best doctors. Don't worry-if anything happens, you'll be fine," Orion said dismissively.

"Kneel!" The bodyguards forced them to their knees in front of Aveline.

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