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    ianthe

    Stories 34
    Chapters 4,716
    Words 10.8 M
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      by ianthe His thoughts became a jumbled mess. In the dream, he had just passed the age of majority. But his mental age was that of a ten-year-old child. Not knowing how old he was, Izer clung to his father's waist, crying. 「I want to go too. Please take me with you.」 If they say they won't take him, he'll just go with them forcibly. The adult man's left hand gripped the carriage door as if to crush it. David tried to pry him off with a scary face, but Izer closed his eyes tightly and clung to the…
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      by ianthe "Young Duke, it's Celian. I'm coming in." The door that didn't allow even the slightest friction sound opened smoothly, and pitch-black darkness greeted her. "......" The lamp that had run out of fuel had long since gone out. Dust had accumulated in the fireplace, which had no reason to be lit in midsummer. Celian's thigh, moving relying on the small moonlight coming through the window, touched the tea table. It meant she had arrived in the middle of the room. Celian hesitated for a moment.…
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      by ianthe A piece of paper fluttered and fell at the feet of the innkeeper who was bowing his head. Do the lords from the capital usually throw letters on the ground after reading them? The innkeeper raised his head, wondering, and his lips quivered. "My lord?" The man had already disappeared. The bewildered innkeeper heard the sound of a horse wailing. The innkeeper thought, as he picked up the discarded paper, that the horse must have gotten upset, perhaps kicked by its owner who had just woken up. * *…
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      by ianthe 05. My Queen 「Izer, I love you.」 "......" Now he didn't even have the strength to curse. The man quietly got up. While blinking at the sunlight coming through the curtains, the dream that should have faded became clearer. In the dream, they passionately intertwined their bodies. As he pressed his lips against her ample breasts and twisted his body, she would hold his manhood, which she couldn't fully grasp, and urge him to put it in quickly. When he granted that wish, moans of pleasure…
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      by ianthe Celian lowered her eyes. "It's fine." "From now on, try not to be seen by Ophelia. It's best to use Percy as an excuse. If necessary, go out with Percy." Her thought that he must have been annoyed by her appearance in front of his fiancée was retracted at his next words. "The Montes blood doesn't change. They're vicious. Nothing good will come from being noticed by that woman." "......" This made it clear. The reason why Izer had exaggerated about her being cold-hearted in front of…
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      by ianthe Celian searched her memory. She hadn't particularly seen it. Generally, a handkerchief exists to wipe something, but usually, Izer used something other than cloth to wipe Celian, for example, his bare hands or tongue... 'This is a mess.' Unaware of her thoughts, Ophelia continued speaking. "It's incredibly old. The heir of Chesterfield, to whom artisans beg to use their products and offer all kinds of luxury items, carries around a worn-out handkerchief. He doesn't seem to take it out often. In…
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      by ianthe Unlike her, the man, annoyingly perfectly dressed, leisurely tore his bread from across the table. "I don't intend to have sex while starving you. That also requires strength." Today, Izer seemed to be in a particularly good mood. For Celian, who had been prepared for punishment following her silent overnight stay, this was somewhat puzzling behavior. 'Although the attire is a bit strange......' Celian once again reflected on the fact she had begun to accept. Izer Chesterfield had perverse…
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      by ianthe Meanwhile, Celian bowed her waist. "I apologize for the intrusion. Please continue your conversation comfortably." That was all. Celian disappeared as quietly as she had appeared. After she had completely vanished behind the corner, Izer turned back to Ophelia. "What an unpleasant reunion. I thought you two were friends." "With 'that'?" Her voice was full of contempt. "If you call a lady of similar age with whom you've exchanged a few words a friend, then maybe we were friends. It…
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      by ianthe Marsha closely observed Celian, whom she had called out under the pretext of needing someone to help shake out the sheets. As the woman waved her arms as instructed, Marsha thought she glimpsed red marks inside her blouse. Marsha thought with genuine concern, 'I guess those rumors are true.' Lately, the amount of laundry coming to Marsha had increased significantly. A high proportion of it was bed sheets. Usually, the decision to change sheets on a given day was up to the cleaning maid's…
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      by ianthe Regardless of her will and feelings, Celian belonged to Izer. Whenever Izer wanted, she was there. Sometimes Izer thought Celian was the only person in this house closer to him than to his adoptive father. When such thoughts occurred, he would summon Celian regardless of the time. If Celian tried to avoid coming using Percy as an excuse, he would personally ask Percy's understanding and drag the governess out. On days when Celian didn't obey his words readily, rough retaliation invariably…
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