A faint light glimmered in Orina's bedroom.
Lying on the bed, she waited for her husband's return.
He had been gone for hours, and still hadn't come back.
For some reason, an uneasy feeling lingered in her heart, though she kept telling herself she was overthinking.
With my husband here, what danger could possibly befall us?
Maybe the talk with our daughter didn't go well.
As these thoughts drifted through her mind, drowsiness washed over her, and she drifted back to sleep.
After an indeterminate amount of time, she heard the door creak open. Blinking sleepily, she saw her husband standing in the doorway.
"Why so late? Did the talk go poorly?" she asked absently.
Then she noticed something strange about his expression, and a peculiar scent filled the air—her husband's semen.
"What's going on?" she asked, her mind racing.
Before she could process it further, he was beside her, roughly pinning her beneath his weight. Without a word, he brutally thrust his cock inside her.
Oriana quickly became lost in the act, unwilling to think about anything else.
It wasn't until her husband brought her to her third climax, leaving her utterly spent and exhausted, on the verge of sleep, that he finally spoke.
After a long silence, he uttered words that struck her like lightning on a clear day,
"I'm sorry, Orina. I couldn't control myself and slept with Hinata."
Accepting that her husband had a relationship with her own daughter was an impossible task for any mother.
For Orina Hyuga, she could accept her husband having other women, even if he was a lecherous demon who dared to imprison the Hokage's Wife and the Uchiha Clan Leader's Wife as sex slaves.
She could even accept him being a pervert who didn't spare even young girls. But the thought of her husband having a relationship with her daughter was something she could never accept.
So, after hearing her husband's words, Orina experienced a brief mental blankness, followed by a wave of helplessness and despair towards him for the first time.
But at that moment, she was already completely drained and weak, unable to summon even the slightest bit of strength after her husband's climactic conquest.
She could only look at her husband with despair in her eyes, hoping he would tell her that all of this was a lie.
But Hiashi's expression remained unchanged.
In fact, Orina could see in her husband's eyes that even this minimal apology was only directed at her as his wife and mother, not because he regretted having a relationship with their daughter.
In that moment, she suddenly realized that perhaps everything had been set in motion from the night of her wedding, when she first discovered her husband's terrifying sexual prowess.
She hadn't noticed a thing, instead indulging herself step by step, making reckless, dangerous choices.
But...
What good did it do to see the truth now? What could she possibly do?
This man was both the husband she loved and the one who loved her. He was the Clan Head of the Hyuga Clan, the oldest and most prestigious family in the Ninja World. In terms of power and reputation, he stood at the pinnacle—virtually flawless, save for his insatiable lust.
If she truly harbored resentment, everything she held dear would crumble, her family, her home, her clan.
What pained her even more was that her husband hadn't concealed anything from her. He could have kept it all hidden, and she secretly wished he had. That way, when she discovered the truth herself, she could have hardened her heart and hated him.
But now, faced with his brutal honesty, she couldn't even muster complete hatred.
Her husband continued to recount what had just transpired, but Oriana no longer wanted to listen.
Her mind was already in chaos…
…
From that night on, Oriana remained locked in her room, refusing to come out.
Hiashi knew what he had done, but he felt no remorse. He had already begun to see his daughter as a woman who belonged solely to him.
He quietly remained by his wife's side, even though she ignored him completely, acting as if he didn't exist. Still, he persisted in his careful companionship.
Naturally, Hiashi couldn't let anyone notice Oriana's distress, so he announced to the family that she was unwell.
Both of his daughters came to check on her, but Hiashi managed to soothe them away.
Hanabi, still naive, didn't think much of it. But Hinata...
Perhaps it was when she woke up the next morning that the full weight of what had happened between her and her father the previous night hit her. From that day on, Hiashi noticed Hinata avoiding him, her eyes darting away, her expression a mix of panic and unease, even when standing still.
Fortunately, Hiashi found a moment to secretly pull her into his arms and reassure her,
"What happened last night was all my fault, sweetheart. Don't be afraid. Leave everything to me."
This finally lifted Hinata's spirits slightly.
Ten days later, as they lay in bed together, Oriana—having remained silent for ten days, sharing the same pillow but dreaming different dreams—finally spoke as if she had reached a decision. Her voice was hoarse as she laid down three rules for Hiashi,
1. He was absolutely forbidden from forcing himself on his daughter.
2. Since his daughter was still young, he must never harm her during their intimate moments.
3. He had to promise to keep this secret, and Oriana herself would pretend none of this had ever happened, forgetting everything.
Yes, Oriana had thought it through completely. It was too late for regret. Her husband was a demon when it came to lust, and not only Hinata, but even her younger daughter Hanabi might eventually fall victim to his depravity.
Unless she abandoned everything, she couldn't stop anything. All she could do was protect her two daughters as much as possible.
Hiashi naturally agreed.
Then, Oriana stripped naked and climbed on top of her husband.
"Let me forget all of this!"
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