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    Chapter 17. As It Turns Out, He’s an Unrivaled Character

    The intense affair continued non-stop. Even though Lian’s physical strength was quite good, she was pushed to her limits. Lepierre was the so-called perfect man who was often in romance novels. He was not exhausted, and as if he was resolving unfinished business, his thing immediately rose up and began to function properly.

    What was strange was that every touch of her body had become an erogenous zone, and she reacted very sensitively. Surrendering herself to the waves of pleasure, she reached the point where she was crying and begging with his d*ck.

    Even after it was over, Lepierre continued to massage Lian’s chest and other areas, feeling very disappointed.

    It was broad daylight when Lian, who had fallen asleep feeling his touch, woke up.

    When she opened her eyes, she was transported to a room she had never seen before.

    Her body looked as if it had been washed by someone, and her clothes had even been changed. The place where Lian was lying was much more spacious and luxurious than the room she had originally used. The bed she was lying on was very large and wide enough for four adult men to lie on, and the curtains and decorations were also luxurious. This was something only nobles would have.

    The whole situation was unrealistic. If it weren’t for the muscle pain all over her body, she would have thought yesterday had been a dream. Just when she was about to go to the bathroom next to her room, “Ugh…”

    The remains of yesterday were flowing out from beneath her. She unconsciously thought that the bed sheets would be a mess due to the amount of semen.

    With the intention to wash up, she quickly went to the bathroom, but her entire body was sore, as if a truck slammed into her.

    The bathroom was equipped with a bathtub and had warm water. After thinking for a moment, she immediately took off her clothes.

    Her body was full of red marks. There were especially many of them near her chest, neck, and inner thighs. With just the traces alone it seemed to show how intense the lovemaking had been yesterday, and even her ears turned red for a moment.

    The pain below had almost disappeared, possibly due to the effect of the potion. When she checked, it was only slightly swollen.

    Lian soon entered her bath and began to relieve her fatigue.

    ***

    In the training hall of the Duke of Arden, Lepierre was swinging a sword for the first time in a long time. After gathering Mana into Blissade, he was unfolding his sword techniques. The blue energy lingering around the sword disappeared, leaving behind a colorful afterimage.

    After completing several hours of sword training, Lepierre sat down, took a breath, and recalled the events of yesterday.

    As he expected, there was no problem with his object. His problem laid elsewhere; after he had lusted after his woman’s body once, he became even more persistent in having her. The thirst in him was insatiable no matter how much he hugged her.

    He wondered if the intercourse between the opposite sexes was originally like that, but he wouldn’t know because it was his first time. He barely restrained himself from pushing harder and hugged her. It still seemed difficult, but….

    A body as white as snow, a bouncing chest, a moist inner wall that clings to him tightly and won’t let go, and her chestnut hair that sways…

    There was nothing lacking. Lian’s body was perfect for driving people crazy, and it drove Lepierre into a stupor.

    As he thought about that act, which was more stimulating than he could have imagined, his front swelled up as if it was going to burst again. It was a shame, but if it had been his own room, he might have m*sturbated right away.

    He thought that the desire would be resolved if he hugged her, but it was the opposite. Experiencing a female body for the first time in his life made Lepierre even more thirsty.

    The image of her crying and begging, with her throat hoarse, came to mind. Guilt came over him because he had tormented her so persistently.

    Lepierre could not leave that thought for a long time.

    * * *

    Lian had finished taking a shower and was dressed.

    Knock knock.

    “Come on in.”

    After one maid came in, several maids carrying luggage came in one after another. When she looked closely at the things they brought with them, she realized that it was the luggage that had been in her room.

    “We packed up your belongings following the duke’s orders to move rooms. There was a message from the Duke to rest properly until your recovery was complete.”

    They began to neatly organize Lian’s luggage that they had brought with them.

    It was similar to the feeling she saw in an old historical drama where a consort serves a king, and is given an upgraded room. After cleaning up, all the maids left. At the moment, she realised that her newly assigned room was not far from Lepierre’s room.

    Lian fell into thought again.

    She thought carefully about why his setting suddenly changed, or whether she missed something because she was focusing too much on the main characters. No matter how much she thought, there was no answer. Of course, it was difficult to remember his story, which only lasted a few lines.

    She hadn’t even read the ending, and she hadn’t even met the main characters yet. But still, there were things that did not change.

    The heroine would appear a few months later and Lepierre would fall in love with her. That was the established process. Just like playing with fire, it was an obvious fate that it would end.

    For some reason, Lian felt a tingle in her chest as her own existence seemed to become smaller.

    As the aftermath of yesterday began to pour out, her whole body was already in pain. Lian, leaving behind her complicated feelings, soon fell asleep again.

    ***

    For several days, Lepierre did not show his face even once. There was only an order to rest until she felt better. At first, she thought he was busy, but for some reason, she started to think that he was intentionally avoiding her.

    It was true that her whole body ached in the aftermath of that day. However, since Lian was a maid who used her body, she had quite good physical strength. Her parents used her to make a living as a day laborer. Perhaps because of her unique genes, her physical strength quickly recovered even though she wanted to rest more.

    Still, nothing happened. She felt that Lepierre was mean, who never came to visit.

    For Lian, everything was her first time. As a few days passed, she even felt like the events of that time were a mirage.

    Still, the good thing is that the room has a bathroom and bathtub. And for every meal, a variety of delicacies were delivered to the room.

    It was so much that she couldn’t eat it all, but the menu included Lian’s usual favorite menu items, including milk tea, so it felt like she was receiving some kind of incredible treat. It only became more and more confusing.

    Lian may not have known it, but Lepierre went to her room every evening. He would stare at her sleeping face before leaving.

    Lepierre had as complicated feelings as Lian.

    It felt like he wanted her constantly. This was his first time, but he seemed to be pushing it. He was worried that his own greed would ruin her.

    He had always lived an ascetic life. But that day, he took her like an animal several times. Ejaculating several times, the bed sheets were all messed up.

    He had avoided her for several days due to guilt. Lepierre, who had no experience with women, was naturally horrendous at dating. He had never even once held a woman’s wrist, and to him, they were just beings who were always bothering him. They gave off a strong scent and stared at him with weird eyes.

    The feelings he felt for the first time were holding him back.

    Lepierre, who was looking down at her face, briefly kissed the back of her hand and then disappeared.

     

    The next day, Lian, who had already completely recovered, was changing her clothes. If she stayed still, she got tired, so she was about to get back to work.

    She ate well these days and must have gained some weight, so her underwear was tight and didn’t fit. She had big breasts to begin with, but they were now sticking out of her bra a little. She decided that she needed to buy some new underwear, then she changed into her maid’s outfit. 

    She was heading to Lepierre’s bathroom to do some work. Speaking to the maid, who was waiting outside her door as she left her room, she was startled.

    “Now they say you don’t have to do any dirty work.”

    “I am the duke’s personal maid. I’m just doing my duty, so please don’t stop me.”

    She had to pay for food. Furthermore, it didn’t suit her to stay still like this, so she bravely headed to Lepierre’s room.

    When she got to the bathroom, Lian filled the bathtub with water and after making sure Lepierre was gone, she went back in and scrubbed the floor with a brush. Now she felt familiar with the bathroom floor, and it was only when she scrubbed the floor thoroughly with a brush that she finally felt at ease.

    She was just getting into the shower to rinse off what she had scrubbed.

    A stream of water hissed from the shower head, drenching her clothes. Her hair was also wet and stuck to her face, which was quite annoying.

    She forgot that the shower was broken, so she got hit by the water again.

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