8457-chapter-10
Just then.
Someone with red hair was hiding behind a corner, and Elise didn’t notice them as they soon fluttered their black hem and headed somewhere.
Unaware of anything, Elise entered the closet and peered into the study through a hole.
‘Where is it?’
As she moved closer to look more carefully, she recalled the dizziness of the moment when her eyes met her father’s. This time, she decided to stand back and look without bringing her eye to the hole.
After rolling her eyes around for a while, Elise finally found someone.
‘Ah, there he is.’
She saw her father, Duke Bernhardt, sitting at the office desk.
He was signing his name with a quill pen on a pile of documents. There were glasses perched on his high, straight nose, worn only when working, and a cigarette in his mouth, from which a long trail of white smoke rose.
There was not an inch of disorder in that image, and she even thought that her memory might have been wrong.
‘Did I perhaps imagine it?’
Elise took her eyes off her father, who looked no different than usual, and carefully searched the interior of the library again. Despite looking persistently several times, she still could not see Argen’s figure anywhere.
‘What on earth is this?’
Elise furrowed her brows.
Nothing really made sense.
A secret place hidden somewhere in the library.
The reason why Herrman was teaching Argen.
And the praise he had given to Argen.
‘It doesn’t make sense.’
The Herrman teacher Elise knew was never generous with praise. Rather, he was very stingy. That he had praised something as doing quite well, whether it was study or speech, was enough to provoke Elise.
In front of the maid, she managed not to show it, but her pride was severely hurt and she couldn’t bear it. Moreover, she was also frustrated for another reason.
‘If you studied, you studied, why teach so secretly?’
Elise bit her lip with anxiety.
Even though she said he was taking lessons from Teacher Herman, she couldn’t understand why they were hiding Argen somewhere.
It was an obscure and frustrating feeling when something was veiled, and she couldn’t even guess its shape.
On the other hand, she thought it might be a good thing. It was not Argen who was groaning and panting under her father’s pressure, but Beatrice. Today, even Beatrice was not seen.
“Ugh, eugh, wook.”
Only a strange sound like that made by someone with a blocked mouth from under the desk was heard. That sound gradually got freakishly faster.
Elise quickly turned her gaze back towards her father. The Duke, however, continued to sign with a serene expression, as if he didn’t hear any sound.
‘What’s going on…?’
She had no idea what was happening under the desk. Contrary to the Duke’s calm attitude, as if asking what was going on, the sound only grew louder. When she thought someone might die soon, the Duke’s brow momentarily narrowed.
“Ha……”
He let out a long moan, gracefully removed his glasses and put them on the desk, and leaned deeply back in his chair. With his eyes closed, he gave a command somewhere.
“Suck harder.”
“Ha-eup, ugh, eugh, wook.”
Elise only then realized that someone was hidden under the Duke’s desk.
‘What on earth is going on there?’
Elise soon discovered a long shadow stretching beside the desk.
A black shadow wedged between the Duke’s legs tightly grasped something and was shaking its body back and forth. The suffocating sound grew louder with the movement. Only then did Elise realize what they were doing and shut her mouth.
‘No way……’
The image of Beatrice sucking the organ stained with s*men after the last affair came to mind. This time, it looked like she was making him ej*culate by sucking him with her mouth. Elise was so shocked by the unimaginable method that she felt she might collapse.
“Harder.”
The Duke’s large hand shook the woman’s head within the black shadow back and forth quickly. The woman shook violently, unable to make a proper sound, following his hand. Only a sticky and w*t sound, as if she was sucking something, came out of her mouth.
“Huh!”
Immediately after, the Duke threw his head back. His hand stopped moving, accompanied by the trembling of his Adam’s apple. The woman within the shadows collapsed downward, gasping painfully and supporting herself on the floor.
“Ugh! Ha, ha, huff……”
Looking down at her, the Duke grabbed her head again and commanded.
“Swallow.”
“Huh, huff, gag, gag……!”
The woman, still panting, now made a sound as if she was retching. The sound was clearly one of suffering. However, the Duke did not care at all.
“Did you swallow?”
“Huff, I, swallowed it all.”
The woman still spoke as if something was pressing down on her.
“Come out here.”
Then, a woman with a pale body soon crawled out from under the desk. The familiar n*ked figure was undoubtedly Beatrice. Her br*asts, as she lay down like a dog, enticingly stretched and touched the floor.
“Open your mouth.”
She opened her mouth as she was told. Her lips, w*t with saliva and s*men, glistened intensely. The Duke, using his finger to swirl around inside Beatrice’s mouth, confirmed there was nothing left, and a faint smile formed at the corner of his mouth.
“Well done.”
The Duke stroked Beatrice’s cheek with his fingertip. Her eyes narrowed, and she panted with her cheeks flushed. Her eyelids were painted with a lovely color, a sight never seen before. Elise somehow felt a sense of discomfort at her unfamiliar transformation.
‘I thought such makeup was something only a mother could do.’
The Duke having a relationship with the maid. It seemed to contain more meaning than she had thought. Beatrice, supporting herself with trembling hands, wore a ring that Elise had never seen before. The light emanating from the expensive ring stung Elise’s eyes.
In the meantime, the Duke made Beatrice climb onto a chair and lie down.
“Lie down.”
Beatrice did as he commanded, grasping the armrests and lying down like a dog. Between her widely spread legs, her pink g*nitals were fully exposed, glistening like a blooming flower’s petals, soaked with clear love juices down to the very crevice.
However, the narrow opening beneath the petals didn’t seem capable of accommodating the Duke’s g*nitals at all. How could such a large and grotesque thing have entered and exited such a tight space? As if to answer Elise’s question, her father’s long finger began to rub Beatrice’s w*t v*gina.
“Haah!”
“You’re thoroughly w*t.”
He said, pushing his finger deep into her hole, stirring the inside of her v*gina.
“We can put it in right away.”
“Ah, no, Your Grace. Not yet…!”
Beatrice lowered her head with a slightly frightened face, but the duke was already holding his erected organ and rubbing it against her private part.
From her protruding cl*toris to his long private part, the Duke who had rubbed it several times thrust his large organ into the narrow hole in one go.
“Ha-euk!”
‘How, how can that be…?’
As Beatrice arched her back and moaned, Elise widened her eyes and covered her mouth.
It was hard to believe, even as she saw with her own eyes, the large organ pushing into the small hole in an instant.
The Duke pressed down on Beatrice’s waist and tightly grasped the smooth curve leading to her hips, forcefully thrusting his organ.
The large organ repeatedly pulled back and then thrust again to the hilt, making a squelching sound.
“Ha-euk, ha, a-euk, euk!”
Beatrice moaned as if in pain, but subtle excitement mixed in. Her eyes were clouded with intense pl*asure, and her fair body turned red with heat. Love juice flowed from the hole where the Duke’s organ probed.
Elise’s chest heaved at the sight. She felt as w*t between her legs as Beatrice. What is this pl*asure that is felt amid pain and agony? Elise, unable to quench her thirst, gulped and bit her lip.
“Suck.”
The Duke grabbed Beatrice’s chin, tilting her head back and sticking out her tongue.
“Heu-eung, eu-eung, eung, a-euk!”
Beatrice hung heavily around the Duke’s neck, her arms wrapped around him, shaking back and forth. His delicate tongue flicked between her parted lips. As their red lips and hot breath mingled like beasts, the brooch on the Duke’s shirt shone with noble light.
The emerald-colored brooch, the same as Elise’s eyes. The very thing that also hung around her neck.
<Never take it off>