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The patient's rolled-back eyelids returned to their proper position. Owen slowly straightened his back. He could no longer ignore the man behind him. "You're early, Doctor." "Good morning, Your Grace. Did you sleep well?" "I think my insomnia is completely cured now. How is Father?" "......Not good. You might need to prepare yourself." "Oh my, is his condition that poor?" It was a voice that seemed genuinely concerned. Owen's hands trembled. It was amazing that the patient was…-
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The tension squeezed her inner walls. The muscles surrounding his shaft gripped tightly as if knowing what was supporting their owner. With a determination to never let go. How ecstatic! Even when he grabbed her bottom hard enough to leave marks, rather than refusing, she clung to him as if begging to be held tighter. "Ha, should we, do it, standing, more often?" "Huh, ugh!" It must be torture. For her, that is. Being taken while suspended in the air meant her only…
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"It's a suggestion." He deliberately paused in his speech. Both he and Izer knew what had caused the biggest change in this man who, until a few months ago, would never have appeared so disheveled. If he just handed over that one thing, this man would take his side. "Since I allowed Your Grace to keep the woman you want by your side, there's no need to make me your enemy any further." "......" The Duke appeared to be deep in…
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08. The Fallen Loser The new Duke of Chesterfield announced his broken engagement with Ophelia Montes. High society was (naturally) turned upside down by his decision. Lord Montes raged that the young duke, bewitched by Berienne's daughter, had unilaterally broken off the engagement. In response, Duke Chesterfield presented documents proving that Miss Montes had been receiving drug treatment abroad during the years she had disappeared. This came with a somewhat regretful…
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The punishment for her arrogant attitude of trying not to open her eyes was an increase in number. There was no way to know how many fingers were inside her. His red eyes, which had been looking at her eyes that seemed to have surrendered, flashed with joy. “I think it’s rather fortunate. It must have been painful to endure.” Poke. The bent finger stimulated her extreme point. If it weren’t for the gag that blocked her mouth, it would have been a shock that would…
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"Did I ever need more honor than this?" Only those who have awkwardly seized their positions obsess over honor. An absolute ruler needs no honor. Just as some people's criticism of God's incompetence hasn't shaken His authority for thousands of years. The same was true for House Chesterfield. Sensing something wrong, Celian slowly felt behind her back. "I'll come back tomorrow morning. You seem quite drunk right now." The man's eyes…
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Ophelia spoke as if Celian were already the future duchess. Though she had denied it dozens of times, Ophelia acted as if she had absolute certainty. Speaking would only hurt her mouth. Celian silently lowered her eyes. She postponed thinking about how to return home with these legs. Izer, busy adapting to his duties as duke, hadn't come looking for Celian. Even if she returned late, even if she limped for a day or two, it wouldn't be a major problem. She…
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The name Chesterfield reminded her of a swan. Unlike its elegant appearance, the swan busy swimming underneath is often used as a metaphor for the product of effort, but from the webbed feet of this Chesterfield swan came the smell of blood. "Miss Berienne," "Yes." Celian hurriedly stuffed the letter into her bag. Though clearly knowing the door wasn't locked, Izer patiently waited for it to open. The courtesy he had begun to maintain at…
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The Young Duke, who had barely glanced at the display case shown to him, walked to the center of the shop. "Young Duke?" The 'ultra' upper-class customer began showing interest in items he had kept out expecting someday a customer from the unreachable highest class would come. The owner, who was habitually about to flatter him, swallowed. This set of necklace, earrings, and ring was very pretty and very expensive and very rare, but for that reason, it…
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Izer treated Celian coldly as before. As soon as Percy fell asleep, he would call for her and demand her body. Kind words or love, affection, need — such words never crossed his lips. However, he wanted Celian to sleep beside him. Not the act that adults euphemistically call 'sleeping together,' but purely sleeping. The act of closing one's eyes and sinking into unconsciousness. The lovemaking that used to continue until he satisfied his desires reduced to once, or…
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