Chapter 1

After the brooding villain was brutally rejected by Lila, I imprisoned him at the live chat's request.

[HELL YES! The streamer imprisoned the villain, so he can't lock up Lila anymore! Take our tips, streamer!]

[Humiliate him, streamer! Make him feel the absolute despair of being imprisoned and possessed!]

I still had some professional ethics, you know. Just as I was about to wave my hand and refuse, a premium, sparkling Super Chat chimed in like a chorus of angels.

[I'm paying extra!]

My waving hand instantly went on autopilot, slapping the gloomy Lucas Reed across the face before roughly gripping his chin.

I demanded, "Who gave you permission to look at me like that?"

Lucas's beautifully cold face cracked slightly, a suspiciously dazed glimmer flashing across his eyes.

Lucas warned, "You'd better make sure you can keep me locked up forever."

I sat cross-legged on the coffee table until the streetlights outside came on. Only when the long body sprawled on the couch still hadn't woken up did I glance at the floating comments in the air.

I asked the chat, "So, bosses, the plot point where Lucas kidnaps the heroine should be over by now, right? The remaining balance is 27,000 dollars. I take PayPal, bank transfer, whatever works."

The second I finished speaking, my back went stiff.

I knew that feeling way too well, the kind that felt like some dark creature was licking me with its eyes.

I turned around and met Lucas's eyes, nearly hidden under his bangs. Then I immediately pasted on a sincere smile and walked over.

I asked brightly, "You're awake? Do you still feel off anywhere? Want me to get you a glass of water?"

That was what I said, but my feet were rooted to the floor and didn't budge an inch.

Lucas still lounged bonelessly against the couch, but his gaze stayed locked on me the whole time. When he spoke, his usually detached voice carried a dangerous rasp.

Lucas asked, "You gave me that on purpose. Why?"

The comments, which had frozen for a second, suddenly came back. And when the rich viewers who hired me saw Lucas like this, they practically lost their minds with joy.

[HELL YES! The streamer imprisoned the villain, so he can't lock up Lila anymore! Take our tips, streamer!]

A comment flashed by, and my phone immediately buzzed.

[Your account has received 30,000 dollars.]

Nothing calmed me down faster than money. A huge signature smile bloomed across my face, and in a great mood, I played dumb with Lucas.

I played innocent. "Luke, what are you talking about? I really did forget you can't eat liquor-filled chocolate. What would I gain from getting you drunk and knocking you out?"

I spread my hands and acted innocent as hell.

What would I gain? A whole damn lot, obviously. But he didn't know that, hehe.

Lucas said nothing. I had no idea whether he bought it or not, but the look in his eyes turned even darker.

I rubbed my arms and was just about to make my graceful exit and maybe avoid showing up in front of him so much for a while.

Then a decked-out premium comment suddenly popped up in front of my eyes, complete with absurdly fancy effects.

[Humiliate him, streamer! Make him feel the absolute despair of being imprisoned and possessed!]

Uh...

Honestly, it wasn't even about whether Lucas was creepy, vengeful, or hard to deal with.

The main thing was that I still had some professional ethics.

I waved my hand, ready to turn them down.

Then that flashy premium comment lit up again with a few more words, and in my head, they instantly became the voice of heaven.

[I'll pay extra!]

[Are 330,000 dollars enough? Nothing else matters. I just don't want my precious heroine and the hero torn apart.]

Well then, what was there left to say?

My waving hand instantly auto-corrected, slapped the sinister-looking Lucas across the face, and grabbed him by the chin.

I demanded, "Who gave you permission to look at me like that?"

[Love it! So satisfying!]

[If it were the heroine getting locked up here, I'd be disgusted. But since it's the villain, I gotta see where this goes.]

[Streamer, I'm sending money!]

My phone buzzed several times in a row, and honestly, I felt pretty damn good too.

A crack appeared on Lucas's pretty, cold face. Maybe it was my imagination, but there seemed to be a suspiciously dazed look in his eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, the way he looked at me turned even more dangerous, like some cold snake flicking out its tongue.

Lucas warned, "Then you'd better make sure you can keep me locked up forever."