What on earth are they planning to feed Cecile? What are they aiming for by recruiting Cecile?
Damie, who was eavesdropping from inside the locker, bit her lip. She was anxious that something bad might happen to her precious friend.
At that moment, a man sitting opposite Louise suddenly spoke up.
“Why are you so happy? Is it because you can complete the task Cesare assigned?”
“Of course. What other reason could there be?”
“I think there might be another reason.”
“What are you trying to say?”
Louise’s voice had a sharp edge. Her sharp temper was something even young men of her age found difficult to handle. However, the man seemed different, as he calmly provoked her.
“You don’t like her, do you? Sister Damie, I mean.”
Damie’s eyes widened at the mention of her name from the man’s mouth.
‘Who is that?’
Was there anyone who would call her by that name? As an only child, Damie was puzzled. She pressed closer to the crack in the door, trying to catch a glimpse of the man talking with Louise. She soon recognized him.
‘Klaus Howary?’
Klaus, the only son of Count of Howary, had a mother from the Eastern Continent. Because of this, he had a unique appearance with mixed blood from the Western and Eastern Continents.
Damien’s father was involved in various businesses, including supplying goods to the royal court. One of these businesses was the tea leaf business with the Count of Howary.
Because of this, she occasionally visited the Count of Howary with her father. Damien and Klaus, both without siblings, quickly became close. They maintained a good relationship until adolescence hit. They could even be called childhood friends.
‘But that’s all in the past.’
The measles-like adolescence transformed relationships with the opposite sex into something different. Klaus gradually began to distance himself from her, and a few years later, they stopped exchanging letters.
It was unfortunate. But Damien didn’t dwell on it much. At that time, she was too overwhelmed with realizing her first love for Kael.
Damien looked at Klaus’s face, which she hadn’t seen in a long time, with unfamiliar eyes. As a child, he was a sensitive and delicate boy. Seeing him grown into a young man was a new experience.
‘I heard he was close to Cesare, but I didn’t expect to see him here.’
But now was not the time to be lost in past sentiments. Louise seemed to be in a foul mood due to Klaus’s sudden words.
“What does it matter if I dislike Damien Primula? It’s none of your business!”
Klaus chuckled at Louise’s sharp retort.
“Oh, it’s obvious. You seem happy at the thought of taking a friend away from Damien.”
“Hmph! Why? Do you suddenly feel sorry for that girl?”
“Well, a little.”
Klaus affirmed in a light tone. At his words, Louise retorted angrily.
“Why do men always like that girl? What am I lacking compared to Damien Primula?”
“Maybe… here?”
Klaus giggled as he ran his hands over his chest. His expression, filled with youthful mischief and malice, was unfamiliar.
Witnessing this, Louise’s doll-like face turned bright red. Her small chest was already a complex for her, and she immediately raised her hand.
“Klaus, how dare you mock me…!!”
“Oops.”
Klaus, at an age where physical activity was at its peak, easily dodged her hand. But he couldn’t avoid the kick from under Louise’s voluminous skirt.
“Ouch!!”
Klaus frowned as he was kicked in the shin by Louise’s pointed shoe. His gaze towards Louise turned fierce. Although he would take one hit for his prank, it was clear he wouldn’t tolerate more.
Seeing this, Louise gritted her teeth in frustration but reluctantly lowered her foot. Whether they liked it or not, they were in the same boat. So, it wouldn’t be good for either of them if their emotional rift deepened.
“Stop with the crude jokes and focus on the task at hand! Got it?”
Louise snapped and turned her back. She shivered as if she couldn’t stand being in the same space as Klaus and moved away. Klaus smirked at her retreating figure.
“Yeah, yeah, don’t forget to pass on the message when Cesare contacts you! And don’t ‘forget’ again.”
Of course, there was no response. Klaus rubbed his kicked shin and looked in the direction Louise had disappeared.
“Such a temper.”
Klaus clicked his tongue and finally left. Damien held her breath and waited for his footsteps to completely fade beyond the hallway.
“……”
It seemed he was really gone. Damien sighed in relief and relaxed her body. She was extremely tired from being so tense for so long.
Just as she was about to push open the storage room door, a large hand suddenly appeared over her shoulder and grabbed her delicate wrist.
Damien’s heart sank in shock. She realized she had completely forgotten about the man behind her, and her body trembled.
“Ah, Lord Acard?”
Damien cautiously turned to him. Although unintentional, her movement was akin to trying not to provoke a ferocious beast.
It was unavoidable. In the dark shadow of the storage room, Acard, dimly lit by the light seeping through the crack, exuded a dangerous aura. Especially his eyes, shining fiercely under his thick eyebrows, were extremely intimidating.
“Don’t go out yet.”
He whispered shortly, restraining Damien. At that moment, Damien was puzzled. Somewhere, there was a sound of something being dragged across the floor.
“It’s a maid.”
Damien looked troubled at those words. It certainly seemed inconvenient to leave now. If someone suddenly emerged from a locker while the empty hallway was being swept, it would be startling.
‘And two people at that.’
Moreover, if they were caught hiding together, strange rumors would surely spread. Damien reluctantly took her hand off the door. As she awkwardly tried to move her body back, she suddenly froze.
‘Ah, again…’
She felt it. Something large and hard was pressing against her from behind. It was hot and rigid, as if it could pierce through her clothes at any moment.
“Um, Lord Acard…”
Damie, unsure of what to do, called his name. It wasn’t a bed, nor was it night time, so she couldn’t understand why ‘that’ was so conspicuously aroused.
The face that looked back at her was both pitiful and beautiful. Under the long lashes, her blue eyes darted around, wide with confusion. Seeing this, Acard felt a painful tightening in his groin.
“If you don’t want to be caught, stay still.”
Acard gritted his teeth and whispered, struggling to steady his breath. Damie flinched as his desire-heated breath brushed against her ear. The delicate, porcelain-like curve of her ear was tinted a soft pink at the tips.
At that moment, Acard lost all control.
‘I can’t hold back anymore.’
He had already been holding back for too long. Though not intentional, he was currently almost embracing Damie from behind.
Her summer tea party dress was thin and light. Through the silk-like fabric, he could distinctly feel the fullness and softness of her hips. It was the kind of sensation that would make any man pant like a dog in heat.
Moreover, her lush hair and white neck exuded a pleasant scent. It was enough to drive him crazy, and on top of that, Damie kept leaning forward in this situation.
Naturally, her hips pressed against his front. The soft, persistent friction against his heated desire only fueled the flames.
Therefore, his current arousal was entirely Damie’s fault.
‘So, she must take responsibility.’
Acard’s eyes flashed coldly as he tightened his embrace around her slender body from behind. He reached out and began groping her ample chest over her dress.
“…Lord Acard!”
Damie gasped his name in a breathless voice, trying to remove his hands. But Acard ignored her and pressed his teeth against her nape.
“Ah!”
“Shh, if you keep making noise, someone might open the storage room.”
He warned, nibbling on her long, white neck like a deer. Then, with a mischievous grin, he began fondling her chest more boldly.
Her gentle face belied the size of her large breasts, which filled his hands and gave him a satisfying sense of fullness. When he ran his fingers over the peaks a few times, he could feel her nipples stiffening through the thin dress.
“They’re up, aren’t they?”
His deliberately provocative words made her neck flush even more. She was adorably and infuriatingly trying not to make a sound. So, he tugged open the front of her well-fastened dress and touched her breasts directly.
He pinched and twisted her trembling nipples, causing her body to jerk with each touch. When he finally brought her pink-tipped ear to his mouth, a sweet moan escaped her lips.
“……Mmh!”
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