Once more, her emotions sometimes spiraled out of her control.

In an inexplicable nervousness, she tried to push Aiden away and get up. However, as soon as her foot slipped from his hand, Aiden overpowered her as if he was climbing on top of her. She was laid down on the bed, her wrist captured. Her long hair spread out on the bed, looking like red velvet.

She watched greed slowly creep across Aiden’s cool face as he climbed on top of her. If there was one thing she could be certain of from his inscrutable demeanor, it was that he only lusted after her. Does he know that it had now reached her a strange level of fulfillment?

Belviana sucked in her lips and licked them. Her hatred for Aiden and her anticipation of what was about to happen was fierce.

“I’m going to scream, there’s a whole corridor full of soldiers…….”

“If that’s what you want to do.”

There was not the slightest bit of effort in her threat, despite the darkness in her eyes. Aiden smiled as if he knew what was on her mind. He lowered his head. Cool lips nibbled at her skin: the bridge of her nose, her cheeks, her chin, the thin nape of her neck……. She shivered slightly at the feel of his breath on her thin negligee. It was tame excitement.

The hand that lifted the hem of her skirt gripped her thighs and pulled them apart. His knee slid between her spread legs. Pulling down her negligee, he cupped her shapely breasts and nibbled at the swollen nipples, scraping them with his teeth, then licking, nibbling, and sucking on the hardened nubs with the tip of his tongue. It was a relentless plunder. A dull surge of pleasure swelled below her navel, and she let out a sharp moan, unable to hold it back.

“Ahngh!”

“That sounds good to me, but you’ll wake her up.”

Aiden removed his lips and tilted his head toward the sleeping maid in the doorway. Belviana, who had completely forgotten about the maid, looked uneasy. The heavily drugged woman looked like she might roll off her chair at any moment, but she didn’t look like she’d wake up if she was left on the floor. Aiden was teasing her again. Belviana raised her eyebrows at him.

“I know that’s not possible. It’s only been an hour since the medicine took effect and she fell asleep…….”

“I know. But I’m not sure the medincine will be very effective this time.”

“What? Why?”

“Because what I gave you today was diluted.”

Because it’s all I could get in a hurry. Aiden added lecherously. Tightening his grip on her thighs, he pushed aside her underwear beneath and slowly slid one finger into her v*gina. The slippery, fluid-soaked flesh accepted his dry finger without difficulty, and she let out a stifled moan as her eyes fluttered open.

“Hmph, you’re so, so, angh…….”

“You wanted to give the maids only the high-quality ones, so they wouldn’t strain their bodies. So I blame you for abusing Valdina* these past few weeks, who was already in short supply.”

[T/N: Valdina is the name of the medicine]

He spoke in a hushed tone. Despite his gentle voice, the long finger stirred her inner walls cruelly. Her body, tamed for weeks, leaked lustful liquid wherever he thrust. Wet flesh slapped against wet flesh, making a slapping sound. Her gaping c*nt clenched around his fingers. He pushed one more finger in slowly. His breath came in ragged gasps, as did her tight inner walls. Slowly, he spread his fingers apart, as if trying to widen her narrow interior.

“That, that’s enough, this vulgar……”

She bit her lip and swallowed the moan that threatened to burst out. Her tear-soaked lashes fluttered pitifully. Her p*ssy juices dripped from her cl*t, even as his cruel hands stretched it downward. Her tear-soaked c*nt was as soft as a flower petal swollen with rain. Aiden gripped her white thighs tightly, holding them apart as he sucked hard on her cl*t. She bit her lip to stifle a moan. When Aiden nibbled at her cl*t in quick succession, she bucked her hips involuntarily and let out a sharp cry.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

Her thighs shook from the brutal pleasure. Aiden chuckled lazily and slid a third finger in.

“Who would have thought.”

“Hmph…… ah, yes…….”

“That the lady of the Count would tighten around my finger like this.”

“Ah, angh…… ah!”

She wanted to protest, to say that she wasn’t tightening, that she was just trying to keep her legs together, but she couldn’t think straight as the sensations stabbed her nonstop downwards. A muffled gasp escaped her parted lips.

“Angh, ahhh…….”

“Are you sure you don’t like it? The slightest touch makes you squirm like this.”

She couldn’t believe it. Her v*gina, stretched wide open as if she’s sucking in a thick p*nis, leaked slippery fluid every time Aiden sucked on her cl*t. The lustful fluid ran down to his wrist in a wet stream. The depth of his fingers’ penetration was shallow compared to his penis, but the squirming of three interlocking fingers inside her was as stimulating as his thick snake-like thing beneath.

It was good, actually. Enough to make her want to shake her hips and demand to be f*cked. As much as Aiden had worked to bring her into full bloom, her body was overly sensitive to sexual pleasure and gratification. The slightest touch from below would send her into a frenzy of anticipation.

Belviana bit her lip, torn between desire and reason. If only she could go back to a time when she knew none of this. She felt like a lustful prodigal daughter. The moment she saw the small glimmer of satisfaction in Aiden’s eyes, Belviana gritted her teeth.

“It’s not that I don’t want to, uh, do this, it’s that I don’t want to……, because it’s you.”

“You’re lying.”

With those words, her ankles were grabbed and her legs spread to either side. The hot, swollen shaft of his c*ck dipped shallowly into her swollen v*gina, and in an instant he was pushing in, spreading her wet flesh apart. Her knuckles whitened as she gripped the sheet. It was a rather hasty penetration, but her inner walls accepted and swallowed this man’s p*nis out of habit.

Her v*gina, which must have received his thick rod a dozen times by now, was still cramped, no matter how wet and soft it had become. Aiden sighed with satisfaction as he pushed his c*ck through her delicate flesh and into the root of her vagina. The satisfaction was fleeting. The hunger and greed of a man who had been starved for so long, barely able to keep his throat dry, slowly crept into his face. He kissed the corners of her eyes, which were red and swollen from crying.

They really shouldn’t be seen now. Belviana wrapped her arms around Aiden’s neck.

* * *

Liam’s letters had become more frequent lately.

The content of the letters was usually similar. Often, he’d copy poems that looked like they’d been ripped from the newspaper, and he’d send phrases that sounded like they’d been used in a cosmetics ad. They were often misspelled, and it usually took a long time for Belviana to fully understand them. She had always regretted that Liam had learned so little that he couldn’t even spell properly, but by now she had partially resigned herself to it. No one was perfect, after all.

Her escape plan was sometimes delayed by funding. Even though she’d managed to pick up some decent value in the last few packages, Liam had asked for another 50,000 sols. She had to sell two necklaces of high quality jewelry to get the money. Sure, she could easily cover it by simply reaching into her jewelry box and pulling out something, but even to her untrained eye, the amount and frequency of Liam’s demands seemed a bit excessive.

Belviana cut off her rambling thoughts and pulled two finely crafted necklaces from her jewelry box, placing them in a white envelope. After all, all the riches she was sending would be used for her future with him.

For agreeing to such a romantic and impractical escape plan, Belviana was quite the snob, and she knew it best herself. She was, as Aiden had derisively called her, a bitch who would roll over and die without money and status. It was Liam who had changed all of those absolute values.

She didn’t need a big reason to realize that Liam was the man she’d bet her life on. The moment she realized that she was more comfortable sitting in a dusty workshop than fluttering about in a social circle, the moment she wanted to leave all the expectations of her parents that were weighing her down, and the moment she held his thorn-covered hand.