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04. The Nature of Trash Instead of accepting Jade's invitation to go horseback riding, Izer had a meal outside and came back. Today he wasn't in a state to do even his beloved horseback riding. It was natural after drinking so much yesterday. Jade, who Izer thought would ask about Celian, didn't mention her name or the governess story even once during the meal. He was an upright young man rare to find in this society. The man walking towards his desk with a heavy head turned towards the window.…-
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Cold water was poured over her stained body. After roughly washing away the fishy smell that had permeated her body like that, she changed into her outdoor clothes. Celian's steps headed towards the cathedral where she was to meet Beth. It was early, not just for the appointment time, but even for people to be active. The cathedral was empty too. Celian pulled down the hood she had been wearing. She raised her head to look at the ceiling. The god painted in the fresco was looking down at…
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Even then, the foolish female body kept tightening, seemingly trying to push out the male member. Not realizing how welcome that movement was to the invader. Izer savored the force squeezing him and sneered. Words came out intermittently between his rough breaths. "You don't have the right, ugh, to say no to me, Lian." "Ahh!" "Now and in the future......!" Izer hadn't consciously uttered these words. If he had known what he was saying, he would have pondered their meaning carefully. But…
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The force pressing down on Celian weakened slightly. She opened her eyes slightly, panting, then froze. Izer, who had moved his body towards her waist, was staring up at her. The temporary sense of liberation she felt was the result of the man who had been pressing down on her chest and abdomen with his whole body moving downward. Izer was still on top of her, but at least he wasn't crushing her chest and compressing her lungs. Now she couldn't breathe for a different reason. Red eyes flashed…
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His adoptive father's torment was very subtle. What appeared to others, including Renée, as consideration from his adopted son was a terrible poison to him. This woman was the same. The man who was on his knees, licking her collarbone with his tongue and savoring the wetness above and below, heard a trembling voice. "Stop it. This isn't what you want." If Izer had wanted to take her body, he would have done so already. The fact that he was trying to violate her as soon as something reminded him…
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Despite her struggles, William Winston was persistent. The hand that had been kneading her breast fumbled at the back of her neck, and the dress loosened. The satin, unable to withstand the weight, fell helplessly downward. William gagged her mouth, turned her body around, and pushed her against the wall. Her sky-blue eyes, filled with fear, were as pretty as a deer's. The other hand that Celian was trying to use to stop him frantically groped her breasts that had swelled above the corset. The…
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William owed Renée a hundred apologies. That kind woman had forgiven the person who had made her son's hand like that. Izer didn't bring up that incident anymore either. It was an unspoken rule between Izer and William. It was like a minimum rule for surviving in noble society. Like two scorpions in a glass bottle, to expose the other's shame meant sacrificing one's own honor. Jade, who was shuffling cards with a cheerful face, asked. "Is Percy doing well? Has he grown a lot?" "You saw him…
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Izer's life was already ruined. William Winston, no, Celian had made it so. The only reason keeping him alive was Renée. It was too pitiful. To drag such a man further into the mud. Even though all the Duke would gain from this was a vulgar pleasure. Harris stood up and walked to the corner. Celian stiffened as she saw the man pick up the hunting rifle hanging on the wall. He pointed the hunting rifle at Celian and asked. "When I can make that face shed tears of blood without lifting a finger,…
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Surely the Duke of Chesterfield, who adored his son, wouldn't teach him gambling. At most, he'd probably teach him how to count numbers and praise him for doing well. Izer's footsteps reached the end of the stairs. Celian, who had been walking with her head down, was startled. It was because the man she thought would disappear straight into his room had turned towards her. Izer just stared at her intently. Celian's lips quivered. As it happened, she had something to say. "Thank you for earlier.…
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If she screamed in surprise, he could gag her mouth with a towel, and if she resisted, he could tie her up with the dress strings. Then lay her on the bed and bury his face between her snow-white breasts. The sweet fantasy continued. Since her hair was neatly tied up, it wouldn't interfere much while he sucked her neck and chest. She was a woman sensitive in the chest. She liked having her nipples sucked, and would moan when they were twisted hard. In his imagination, Izer swayed his hips. Celian…
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