Thatcher saw two chickens in a love fight and thought it was a disgrace.
What a fool they are to say that they are not lovers.
Isnât it funny that theyâre not blindfolded, and theyâre the only ones who donât realize that honey was falling from their eyes? But as expected, he had no intention of cutting into other peopleâs love affairs.
Letâs keep shoveling somewhere else.
He shook his hands as if he had pulled out the flying chicken fur and smiled again for business.
It was sore on the eyes, and public and private affairs should be made clear.
âWow, I was impressed by your eyes. The world is awash with raw meat geniuses, but Perdiâs possibilities are awash with stars. Thatâs a good choice. Your support is reliable.â
Thatcher joining in naturally left Vivian speechless.
âNo, now sponsorship, all of a sudden, what nonsense is thatâ hey, do you hear me?â
They didnât even listen to her. Unlike before, when it was a verbal contract, it seemed to be officially exchanging contract documents this time.
The signing of Perdiâs sponsorship began as if it had been prepared in advance. She was left alone and didnât understand the situation at all.
She thought sheâd finally be able to get out of his deadly spell, and now sheâs a writer who is officially sponsored by him?
If they get back together like this, they have to face each other whenever they have time. Since he is a supporter, she should run whenever he calls.
Then you should never fall in love with him, what kind of torture is that?
Their contract was over.
However, it was only beginning to get involved with another contract.
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Jeezing-
âHah, hot.â
The Duke of Bron trembled his whole body and scrolled up and down as if to admire the stuttering Cardel. She blushed her eyes with a groan whenever the vibrations rang. The eyes filled with tears shook pitifully.
âNow⦠thatâs enough⦠hhh.â
âItâs only been two hours. Isnât it too early to say something so weak?â
The Duke of Bron set his eyes on the papers he was holding again, ignoring her earnest plea.
Whenever the wagon shook significantly, the top part of the s*x toy was pressed to the limit, stimulating the inside. Cardel couldnât stand the pressure, flinched back and convulsed. Wearing high heels, her legs shivered, unable to support herself.
âHuh, aaah!â
âShh. Quietly. The coachman can hear.â
As the Duke said, it has been two hours. The time it takes from Duke Bronâs mansion to the Imperial Palace by carriage. Cardel suffered from a constant sense of thinness that came at intervals. It felt like torture because the inside was burning and tingling.
âJae, please take it outâ¦â
âIf you want to take it out, take it out. If you can handle it.â
The Duke of Bron said so and pulled Cardelâs leg and took her skirt at will. When he lightly swept her thighs, hot and transparent liquid came out.
He slipped his fingers naturally to the source where the liquidbegan to flow. And still, the loud vibrating surface of the instrument was rounded up, grabbed and turned slowly. Then, she could feel the pressure on her thighs with a thin, wet moan.
âHa, haang, Hahâ¦â
Cardel wiggled her legs around and rubbed her thighs. As if she canât stand it. As if she wanted him to do something about it. But she obstinately shut her mouth.
âWhat a spectacle.â
He smiled and put her clothes back together and said. Cardelâs face began to turn red with shame, anger and sadness.
âIâll cut you some slack for reaching orgasm without my permission.â
âWeâll be there soon. Go straight to his majesty.â
Duke Bron ordered it, and Cardel could never understand him. What is the intention to force her to heat up and send her to the emperor?
He obviously knows what sheâs gonna be like.
He was always like this. At first, he taught her how to seduce a man whenever she whispered sweetly, and suddenly insulted her as a prostitute when he sent her to the emperor.
Now the Duke of Bron didnât even care about her confession of love. He didnât believe it in the first place and tried to force his way to the emperor, telling her to behave like an urchin.
Is this all my fault? Because I seduced the Emperor? Is that why youâve completely changed?
She told him she loved him.
He canât tell her anything yet, but when it was all over, he would take her as a bride.
But for now she doesnât know whether he loves her or not. Does she want his love? Does she love him from the bottom of her heart? She just got tired of everything.
Every time Cardel went through this, she wanted to sneak home in the middle of the night. But no one in the family will welcome her if she returns to the estate without getting something. No, sheâs sure sheâll be kicked out.
âI canât get away from your sideâ¦â
Feeling abandoned alone in this world. But she didnât have the courage to leave everything behind like Vivianâs advice. She was not confident in living alone under the contempt of her family for the rest of her life.
I miss Vivian.
The breathtaking reality was staring her in the face again. Cardel wept and hugged the book in her arms, holding it like a lifeline.
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