Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

Her insides instantly tightened as if they were reacting to his words. Startled—her fingernails began to dig into his shoulders, but he didn’t really care about it.

“I love you.”

His red handprints were squeezed all over her white moon-like hips. The legs that were still wrapped around his waist flailed in the air—quivering.

“I’ll love you forever.”

As she swallowed him right down to his roots, she immediately gasped out a sharp groan. She was biting into his shoulder at the peak of her climax while he was still swollen inside.

Her rugged breaths persisted continuously. Her blurring eyelashes were soon lifted to capture a sight of Raven. She then smiled softly, tinting her face with such peachy pink.

Only then did Raven realize that they had done it all the way without him taking the medicine at all. But alas, it was only a fleeting thought. He was incredibly happy that the thought was soon forgotten as he searched for her lips yet again.

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Molitia ascended the carriage in order to attend Marchioness Nibeia’s salon party. It was all due to the fact that she had suddenly received an invitation when she was thinking about the tea party just yesterday.

She threw her gaze out of the window. There was a string of branches scattered on the road that had become dreary before she even knew it. Her hands then stroked her thick clothes under the cold temperature that followed.

As soon as she said that she was going to attend the salon party, Raven’s concerns ensued conspicuously. He immediately became worried for her weak body under the harsh gust of cold winter gale.

It had turned into such a huge nag that eventually made her wonder if this person was always this talkative before. And of course, many of them were worrying too much.

“Why would you actually wish to go when I’m rather busy now?”

Raven’s grumblings didn’t even stop until she had finally gotten into the carriage.

“You’re quite busy nowadays, so I shouldn’t get in the way.”

“Just being around you grants me enough strength.”

“You’re not actually looking at those documents, though.”

“It’s okay to look over them at night.”

“You should sleep at night.”

There were some fierce words that could never be conceded even an inch. Eventually, she got into the carriage before closing the door and Raven slowly took a step back.

“I’m sorry I can’t take you there.”

“You don’t even have to go in the first place. There are chauffeurs for that.”

He glanced at the driver who was already in the horseman’s seat. A driver who was other than Lyndon had taken the seat anxiously.

“I’ll be back.”

“Be careful when you go.”

His face was full of regret as he furrowed to the fullest. Nevertheless, she just flashed a smile since he looked just like a large dog—sitting still.

When his expression had come to her mind yet again after the carriage began moving, Molitia covered her mouth before smiling once more.

“Madame, we’ve arrived.”

Right at the announcement of her arrival, Molitia was eventually relieved of her thoughts. Then, the driver immediately opened the carriage door before holding out his hand. Molitia softly took his hand and got off the carriage.

However, there was another carriage besides the Duke’s that was parked in front of the salon. The carriage had a stamp of another family’s crest.

‘Where’s that person, though?’

Seeing that it had already parked in front of the Nibeia Salon, she might also be attending the tea party today as well. Molitia’s thoughts were rolling inside her head.

“It’s you. The sister whom Young Lady Arjan had mentioned before.”

Molitia’s steps halted at the sudden words. It was also due to the fact that she couldn’t actually walk anymore. She naturally raised her head in response since the person was blocking her way completely.

“I’ve been wanting to see you so much, but it’s nice to see you like this as well.”

That was rather rude. Furthermore, the moment he had mentioned Arjan’s name, Molitia’s smile immediately disappeared from her face.

“It is certainly rude of you to talk to someone without even introducing yourself first.”

“Excuse me. My name is Ferdinand Werner.”

There was a hint of sarcasm in his greeting while he pretended to be polite. It was almost evident to see that he wanted to provoke her somehow.

“If you’ve already heard the story from Arjan, then I have no need to introduce myself.”

“Of course. You’re famous—in many ways.”

His gaze was glancing over head, right from head to toe.

“As they say…”

She instantly felt bad when she saw that reluctant look of his. Molitia then threw back her gaze at Ferdinand.

“Are there rumors going around about me?”

“Haha, no. It’s just my own curiosity. Is Your Grace here to attend as well?”

“Yes.”

“I see. Well then, I hope that you will have such a great time.”

Molitia, who didn’t spare even a single glance at the man who cleared the way, soon entered the salon. Ferdinand, on the other hand, fixated her stare on Molitia with his glaring eyes following her.

The sensation of that snake-like eyes of his couldn’t be washed away easily even after she had walked away.

Utterly disgusting. The terrible sensation shuddered her from her very toes. Molitia slowly stepped inside while rubbing her hand against such dirty gaze from before.