Oven POV

I sat alone in the kitchen gulping down another shot of sake. I glanced at the clock again, 10:45 PM. I sighed, noticing that only ten minutes have gone by since the last time I looked. I poured another shot and I heard the kitchen door creak open.

I sighed again, knowing exactly who it was without having turn around. I could smell her strong perfume that she practically bathes in and I could hear her heels clanking on the hard floor. “You know, drinking alone can cause depression.” She spouted some nonsense, pulling out a chair beside me.

“What the hell do you want, Ivy?” I grumbled annoyed by her presence already. “Couldn’t sleep?” She asked raising an eyebrow at me. I shot her a glare, “fuck off. I’ll never be drunk enough to sleep with the likes of you.” I hissed and she laughed.

“Not even in your dreams, Oven boy.” She uttered pouring herself a shot. “I feel sorry for any poor sap that has someone as loose as you in there wet dreams. I snickered, “A very disappointing wet dream I would say." I mumbled under my breath taking another shot.

She rolled her eyes, “You can’t even dream, let alone sleep with all those moans coming from a few doors down from your room, can you? Isn’t that why you’re here drinking alone?”

I slammed my glass down, “are you trying to piss me off?” I hissed melting the glass in my hand.

“Me piss you off? I think your throwing your anger at the wrong person. I mean how much more disrespectful can Katakuri get? He knows you have feelings for this girl yet, he doesn’t care if you hear the woman you deeply care for being satisfied by him. I can’t imagine how you feel but I know it's probably on the border line of unbearable.” She gulped down the shot of sake like a pro.

I didn’t have a glass anymore so I started drinking out of the bottle. I could feel the alcohols side effect slowly working it’s way through my body.
“I can see you trying so hard everyday and yet, you’re still second in everything. Second strongest, second favored by everyone, and now your even second choice in Fae’s eyes.” She whispered softly staring into my eyes.

“I know exactly what your trying to do. Your trying to start shit between me and Katakuri but I’m sorry to disappoint you, Ivy. Your going to have to find another sad, lonely, pathetic, man to do your dirty deeds. Now stop squealing like a pig and get lost.” I tried to push her words away but they slowly sunk in and I realized everything she said was true.

She crossed her arms perking her breast up. “Look, I’m not going to lie. I just don’t want Katakuri with that girl and to be honest I’m starting to not even want him anymore.” She stated seriously.

I raised an eyebrow at her, “then why go through all the trouble of separating them?” Her light pink lips curled into a cruel smile and right then, I realized I fucked up by asking her that question.

“Looks like someone’s hasn’t completely shut down the idea of separating them apart.” She snickered, “but I’ll answer your simple question.” She glanced down at her empty shot glass. “Everyone has dreams whether they are noble, shallow or even ridiculous and that futile girl everyone is doting over, including you. She stole my dream the moment she set foot on this island. Years of scratching and clawing my way to the top and then,” she snapped her fingers together. “Just like that, poof, gone within under a day. I have spent my entire life, becoming the woman every man dreams about and desires being with and that girl took my title without even trying. Do you know how many disgusting men I had to seduce to get in this position and then to be outdone by a wench who hasn’t even lift a damn finger, let alone give an effort, just snatch everything I work for away from me.” She picked up her glass throwing it against the wall and it shattered into hundreds of little pieces. “I hate that bitch and I want to ruin her relationship with Katakuri.”

I shook my head, “you really are a selfish, petty, shallow woman. How can Fae take something from you that you never had to begin with? And why the hell are you even telling me any of this?” I asked and she made such an ugly face at me.

“I don’t expect a man like you to understand but I’m just trying to tell you that me and you are in the same boat. We can help one another. I can help you get the girl and you can help me redeem myself by helping me get Katakuri, win-win for the both of us.”

“We are no where near in the same boat. The only thing your floating on is shit and I’ll never scoop as low as to help the likes of you.” I stood up out of my chair about to exit the kitchen.

“He hasn’t had sex with her, yet.”

I froze, “how hell would you know that?” I hesitated at the door without turning to look at her.

“I know a virgin when I see one and she is still definitely wet behind the ears. I’ll be honest, I have know idea what’s stopping him from taking it but you should know the difference between a woman who’s body is being satisfied and when two lovers become one. Besides, she wouldn’t be able to move properly after he got done with her. Even someone as experience as I am, could hardly move after out first few times together.” I didn’t have to look at her to know she was smiling vilely.

I snorted in disgust, of course she would know but if Katakuri hasn’t taken Fae’s virginity it’s probably because he’s waiting for this Leon thing to blow over so he can take her to Komugi Island. I shook my head, it doesn’t even matter. I opened the door, resting my hand on the doorknob.

“You keep spouting nothing but nonsense. I don’t care if she’s a virgin or not. I never did and that’s not the reason why I want to be with her, so keep your big mouth shut or I’ll melt that vile mouth of yours off!” I growled at her in anger.

“Just rest and think about my offer. At least consider how it would make you feel to be her first and to finally not be second in something.” I could hear her standing up, slowly walking towards me. “Don’t you want to be the one making her moan and saying your name in bed. Don’t you want to be the one satisfying her desires and to look at you with love.” She whispered next to me. “To be able to hold her, wipe way her tears, comfort her, make her laugh and smile. Don’t you want to be the one making her happy.” Her words smoothly left her lips like a binding spell as they wrapped around me like a snake.

She slowly shut the door for me and I leaned my head against it. Of course I want all of those things. I sighed, “what makes you think she’ll look at me like that?” I asked feeling utterly defeated. “Because I’m going to create a widow of opportunity for you. Whether you take it or not will solemnly be up to you." She shrugged her shoulders like she didn’t care either way.

“What kind of plan did you have in mind?” I whispered, refusing to make eye contact with her.

“Oh don’t worry, Oven boy. You play a very small roll in all of this, so just sit back and leave the dirty work to me.” She laughed wickedly, knowing she had her sharp claws imbedded into me.