Lucia

‘I’ll let it slide.’

If someone else had done that, he would’ve broken all their limbs. Damian climbed onto the carriage and it began to set off and Lucia stood watching until the figure of the carriage could no longer be seen. Hugo came up to her and patted her shoulder.

“What are you doing?”

“...he called me ‘mother’.”

“If he doesn’t call you mother, what would he call you?”

“B-But, that’s the first time he’s ever called me that...”

‘This child honestly, till he leaves, he only calls me once.’

When he called her mother, her sad feelings over him departing and her touched feelings over being called mother were in conflict.

Lucia abruptly turned her head to face Hugo, revealing reddened eyes that were as if she would start crying at any moment.

“Did you see that?”

“What?”

“He’s your son indeed. Already being a ladies’ man.”

“...”

Lucia looked regretfully in the direction the carriage disappeared, mumbling about how her son must not grow up into a bad man that made women cry and how she wouldn’t raise her son like that.

Hugo stealthily moved away from her and quickly headed to his office.

***

‘Damian is gone.’

When Lucia thought about it, it made her depressed.

‘Mother.’

The memory of him calling her that floated to the forefront of her mind and she held her reddening face.

‘But I can’t hear it anymore now.’

With this thought, she became depressed again. After sending Damian off, Lucia spent all day in her thoughts, going back and forth between to opposite extremes of emotions.

“Milady, the bath water is ready.”

The maid was already repeating it for the third time. For some time now, Lucia had changed into her night chemise to bathe and was sitting on the bed.

“Okay.”

Lucia gave a reply but her head hung low as she continued to be absorbed in her thoughts. The maid was cautious to not keep urging her madam so she kept standing there, unable to do anything.

Suddenly, a strong force caught Lucia’s chin and lifted it up, causing her head to lift. As some point, Hugo had entered and was lifting up her chin to look at her.

His slightly chilled red eyes swept over her face. As soon as Hugo walked into the bedroom and saw her on the bed with her head lowered, he was shocked. The thought that perhaps she was leaning over to cry made him uncomfortable so immediately lifted her head to check.

When he saw that her expression was good, the rock on his chest was lifted.

‘Why’s he here already?’

Lucia glanced around looking for the maid but the maid had already made herself scarce the moment Hugo entered. She then remembered the maid’s urging while she was absentminded.

‘I haven’t washed up yet.’

Lucia freed her chin from his grasp to vocalize this to him but before she could speak, he drew closer and blocked her lips. He moved to swallow her lips and grabbed her shoulders. In that motion, he knocked her down onto the bed. She tried to push away from his chest in surprise but her strength wasn’t enough.

He pounced on her at once. His hand lifted her chemise up to her thighs and he placed his knees between her legs, separating them. He did not let go of her lips, following with a deep kiss. His tongue occupied her mouth, moving skillfully and stimulating the insides of her mouth.

As she was drawn into the kiss, the strength in her hand grabbing onto his shoulders gradually weakened. But when his hand began to take off her underwear, Lucia came to her senses.

“Ung...!”

When she began to rebel fiercely, clasping her legs over her excited lower body, his movements stopped. He detangled himself from her chewy tongue, licked her lips lightly and moved a bit away. His gaze swept over her red face and misty eyes and his eyes quivered with desperate desire.

“What is it?” (Hugo)

“I haven’t bathed yet...”

“I don’t care.”

“I care.”

“So. In this state, you’re saying you want to take a bath?”

“Yes.”

Her expression was filled with will showing that by all means, she must have a bath, right now. Hugo sighed.

“Are you doing this on purpose?”

“...What?”

“...Nevermind.”

Really driving someone crazy in all sorts of ways. He lifted his body up from the bed and at the same time, picked her up and lifted her onto his shoulders as though carrying luggage.

“Kyaa! Hugh?!”

He wrapped one arm around her wriggling on his chest while his other hand was placed on her back, holding her onto his shoulders as he went forward with big strides.

No matter how much she struggled, his footsteps did not waver.

“Stay still. You said you wanted to bathe.” (Hugo)

Just like that, he went straight to the bathroom. The bathroom was foggy due to the steam coming off the bathtub filled with boiling water. When he opened the door to the bathroom, the maid inside was surprised but he didn’t pay it any attention.

Seeing the back of the maid, Lucia mumbled, ‘I don’t know’ and covered her face with both hands.

Hugo let her down onto the bathroom floor. She fixed him a heavy glare with a red face while he stripped off her chemise with an indifferent expression.

“Kyyaa-k”

In the blink of an eye she was left with only underwear and quickly covered her chest with her arms. He took one step back and folded him arms, slowly looking her up and down.

Seeing her in full view standing up instead of on the bed was a magnificent view in its own way. Receiving his satisfied and appreciating gaze, she blushed all the way to her neck and took a step back.

He raised a brow and came closer so that they weren’t too far apart. Then she moved backwards again. After repeatedly taking steps backwards, her back reached the wall. He stood in front of her, obstructing her so she wouldn’t escape anymore. He pressed his arms against her sides so she couldn’t escape sideways.

Lucia felt like her heart was going to burst. It wasn’t like it was her first time in his arms but the situation and her appearance were so embarrassing and she couldn’t look him straight in the eye.

The edges of his lips curled upwards as he watched her looking down, not knowing what to do. She really made him go crazy. He slowly lowered his head, tilting it slightly to the side and kissing her lips lightly. Then again, he brought his lips to hers, giving her another light kiss. Then, he kissed her a little longer. Then, he sucked her lower lips and swept his tongue over her lips.

Her lips separated slightly, hoping for a deeper touch and he gladly responded to her invitation, weaving his tongue into her mouth.

“Ung...”

Her hands that were covering her breasts had at some point moved to lean against his shoulders. The sound of their tongue’s entwining and their saliva mixing sounded through the bathroom and gradually grew louder.

Hugo took off the bathrobe he was wearing and threw it onto the floor. His hand slid down her abdomen, lightly pressing down on it as his hand went into her underwear. When his firm fingers pressed inside, the shoulders of Lucia who was absorbed in the kiss shook.

His fingers gently rubbed her wet center and his finger went into her tender entrance. Her arms, wrapped around his neck, tightened in response. In the meantime, he persistently coveted her lips. He lightly nibbled on her small lips then sucked strongly. In a hurry that wasn’t a hurry, he meticulously licked over her teeth with his tongue.

At the same time, his fingers went in and out of her moist entrance. He felt the sensation of slippery fluid covering his fingers and he gradually felt himself reaching the limit of his endurance. From his fingers, he could feel her hot and narrow insides.

He pulled down her underwear and grabbed her thigh, lifting it up a little. As her leg was suddenly in the air, she clung to his neck tighter and her leg swayed. He hugged a little bit upwards and took off the underwear completely. He placed her down against the wall, pressing his body tightly to hers. His lips fell to her ears and his breathing echoed beside her, causing a shiver to run through her skin.

“Hugh...haven’t yet...”

“Prepared bath water is right in front of you. Wash and do or do and wash.”

“How is that the same-”

“Just this once. Your husband is about to wither and die here.” (1)

At his exaggeration of pain, a giggle escaped from her and she stopped pushing him aside and leaned onto his shoulders as though giving permission.

‘Nothing like a good scare.’

He mumbled while sighing then lifted one of her legs with his hand.

Translator’s Corner:

1) This could be translated as ‘your husband is really thirsty’. Just means he wants it baaaaaaaaaaaaad.

*Underwear was originally panties but I felt like the word panties kills the mood.

Hugo mumbled while sighing and lifted up one of her legs with his hand. For a while now, his center had already grown extremely stiff. He lifted up her lower body and plunged inside her with one heavy thrust. Lucia let out a scream at the sudden force coming from below.

“Ah!”

He clenched his teeth and shuddered at the pleasure filling him as he entered her. Her insides always felt like a new experience. He could endure it a little when he’d already moved his waist a few times, but whenever he entered her for the first time, he always had to restrain his desire to rampage inside her.

He moved his waist back and thrust inside her again. His movements were impatient. Every time, he thrust into her vagina, it was intense and her entire body shook.

“Ah! Hk!”

She hung her arms around his neck, clinging to him. She was barely holding herself on the floor with one leg, and every time he pushed, her feet barely touched the floor. The little anxiety when she couldn’t touch the floor contributed to her pleasure. His huge member repeatedly and incessantly plunged deep inside her.

Her ravaged inner flesh felt feverish and every time he touched a sensitive part, she felt like she heard something snap in her head. His desperate movements told her that he eagerly wanted her. In this moment, he want her and she also wanted him.

She put more strength into her hands clinging to his neck and lifted her body up. Her hands fumbled upwards from his neck and grabbed onto his hair. She put her lips on his ear and nibbled on his earlobe.

‘I want to taste him.’

She stuck out her tongue and licked the rim of his ear, trailing down to his neck.

“Ng...Vivian.”

His body flinched and he called her name reprovingly. But she did not respond and licked his neck with more effort. Her lips found where his muscles moved on his neck and she bit it.

“...You started it.”

After saying this, he grabbed her thigh, brought his waist closer and gripped her buttocks. She let out a short scream due to the sudden grasp and held him tighter. He lifted his head and began to thrust in and out, quickly and intensely.

“Hk! Ang! Aah!”

Lucia let out a coquettish cry and her body shook intensely, her eyes unable to focus. Her buttocks were squeezed tightly enough to be distorted and ached and his rough caresses as he kissed and bit her shoulder were scorching. At the same time her head was filled with pleasure and her tears began to fall.

The sound of moaning, screaming and heavy breathing blended together, echoing throughout the bathroom. The nakedness of both man and woman were entwined, moving together in a rhythm. The bathroom was full of steam and heat and their bodies were soaked with sweat.

Hugo set her up against the wall, and tirelessly opened her up. He wildly tore through her vaginal walls as his desire rampaged inside of her without mercy.

“Ah! Hugh!”

Lucia clung onto him with flushed eyes, nuzzling against his shoulder. She wanted to hold him firmly but the sticky sweat on their skin hindered her. She hung onto him with both arms so as not to slip and her body spasmed with pleasure every time he thrust into her.

“Hk!”

Her head tilted backwards as she reached an intense orgasm. Her consciousness momentarily disappeared, plunging her into darkness as she was consumed by the peak of pleasure. Fervent vigor coursed through her whole body, instantly filling her with searing heat. It felt like the insides of her body had been set on fire.

Her inner walls began to spasm like crazy. His body grew rigid and he let out a suppressed groan. His manhood reached its limit and released semen deep into her womb. Her vaginal walls squeezed and clenched violently, accepting the scorching fluid.

His legs seemed to shake so he leaned a little further on the wall for support. The pleasure filling his head was so intense he closed his eyes and breathed roughly. Her body quivered a little and she panted in his arms.

“Haa...Haa.” (Lucia)

“Huu...damn. I’ll really die like this. You really...” (Hugo)

If they don’t do it, he’ll die, if they do it, he’ll die. (1)

He’d tired out the fragile body of the woman in his bosom. He propped her up as she seemed to have lost all her energy. Hugo hugged her to his chest and the sound of each other’s heart pounding reverberated through their chests.

The sounds of their beating hearts blended together and he couldn’t distinguish between his heartbeat or hers and his emotions were heightened. He hugged her till the heat in their bodies cooled down a little then he stood up with her in his arms and entered into the bathtub.

The boiling water in the bathtub had cooled down to moderately warm during the time they were busy. Lucia sat in the water that was filled to the brim and leaned back on his chest before brush her skin lightly with water.

Apart from the sound of the moving water, the bathroom was quiet and Lucia deeply enjoyed the peacefulness and the feeling of being alone with him, as if they were alone in the world.

“Why did you do that earlier? You looked like you were angry as you checked my face.” (Lucia)

“I thought you were crying because the boy left.” (Hugo)

“What crying. He’s going back because he needs to study.”

When Hugo was able to get rid of the baby fox as a free addition with Damian, he had initially felt completely refreshed but later when he thought about it, she had suddenly lost Damian and the baby fox so she would probably feel dejected. He wondered if he would have to acquire a new cub for her to be affectionate with. He didn’t want to though, so he was worried for a while.

Finally he concluded that if she asked, he would comply but he definitely wouldn’t ask her first.

“I will send him letters and gifts. Even if he cannot hear me directly, I would like for him to hear a mother voice from the letters.” (Lucia)

‘Don’t pay him so much attention.’ Hugo grumbled inwardly and reached out to squeeze her breasts with his hands. Her body shrunk a little he began to trail light kisses from her neck to her shoulders.

His hands fumbled around her chest and he repeatedly knead her breasts. She let out a small sigh and leaned her head on his shoulders. He lowered his head and softly kissed her lips.

He licked her lips with the tip of his tongue and gave her several short kisses. His fingers kneading her breasts moved to her nipples, twisting it with light force and she let out a small moan.

As she sank into his moderately soft and stimulating caresses, she felt the presence of something poking at her butt and her face flushed red. She stealthily moved her butt forward but he clung to her, drawing closer.

Since she kept inching forward little by little to avoid it but he kept inching forward too, she put her hands behind her and grabbed the annoying thing poking at her behind.

Instantly, his body stiffened and she realized what she had done so her body stiffened too. She couldn’t pull the thing caught in her hands nor could she abruptly let it go. She wished he would show some kind of reaction but he stopped and wasn’t saying anything so she was very embarrassed and so flustered that she couldn’t figure out what to do.

She turned to him slightly and found his red eyes fixed on her.

“Y..You kept moving so...”

It would be better if he laughed mischievously. In his eyes, she could see a huge wave of fierce passion coursing through it. Vividly feeling his manhood in her hand grow bigger, she mumbled, ‘Oh no’ and made a long face. She couldn’t bear the feeling of it stirring in her hand as though coming to life so she let go.

The moment she did, he grabbed her arms, turning her to face him and captured her lips. Without any time to breath, he poured kisses and his large hand caressed her whole body. He pressed her shoulders and lifted her waist, placing her on him.

The water made a loud noise as it lurched in response to the movement. Facing her, he grabbed her thighs to lift it up but his hand slipped because of the water’s buoyancy. He wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her body then he turned her around and place her hands on the bathtub’s handle.

He nibbled on her ear and whispered to her in a subdued tone.

“Hold tight.”

Lucia pushed against the handle with shaky hands. She was swept up in his frantic pace and felt out of breath. From behind her, he grabbed her waist firmly. She bit her lips, readying herself for the incoming shock and feeling the heat coming from behind her, her breath caught in her throat and a shudder ran through her skin.

“Hk-!”

He penetrated her in one stroke from behind and her body shook greatly. Her hands that were supporting her felt like they would break so she put more strength into them. He pulled out and he heavily thrust inside again and her eyes grew misty.

“Ung!”

His firm desire continuously plunged deep inside of her. It filled up her insides completely and her inner flesh wrapped around him tightly. The tip of his penis intensely scraped against her sensitive part. Goosebumps rose on her skin and a refreshing tingling sensation coursed through her body. The pain and pleasure tormented her at the same time.

“A-! Ung! Hugh! Ah!”

Her legs and arms trembled unable to keep up with his unceasing movements. He reached out and placed his hand over hers, weaving them together while his other hand supported her waist.

If it weren’t for his support, she would have lost strength in her arms and their position would’ve collapsed and her body continued to trembled immensely from his repeated waist movements, back and forth.

***

Lying down on Hugo’s upper chest, Lucia placed her fingers on his chest wanting to trace a circle but hesitant. She had something she definitely wanted to ask him but she kept flipping back and forth between ‘should I? or ‘should I not’.

She was curious as to whether Damian had met his biological mother since he came to Duke and if he hadn’t, then whether it was because his biological mother did not want to see Damian or because Hugo didn’t want him to see his birth mother. No matter how hard she tried, she wouldn’t be able to overcome a child’s yearning for his birth mother who carried and bore him. ­

Unless they rejected each other, it would be good for the child if he could meet his birth mother from time to time.

“Hugh, umm...”

Lucia paused, hesitant to continue and Hugo spoke with his eyes closed.

“What is it?”

“Damian...”

He furrowed his brows slightly.

“Don’t talk about another man.”

“Another man? You said this last time too. He’s your son.”

“But he’s not a daughter.”

“...But still, we can’t just not talk about Damian at all.”

“Don’t do it in bed.”

‘Then when?’ Lucia thought to herself, pouting her lips.

The time she could talk with him was limited so if it wasn’t at night then when could they talk? He said he didn’t hate Damian but she didn’t know why he didn’t show the loving affection of a father. There was an extent when it wasn’t simply inexpression of affection, his was closer to indifference.

The more she thought about it, the more she found Damian commendable. The child grew up so sweet and honest.

“Then, just one thing. There’s something I’m curious about.” (Lucia)

“Mm.”

“Damian’s birth mother...has she never asked to see Damian?”

“...”

Was that a question I shouldn’t have asked? Lucia was a bit nervous.

“She’s dead.”

“Ah...”

Lucia was a little shocked.

“So you brought back Damian?”

“Something like that.”

“Must have been a beautiful person. Damian’s mother, I mean.”

“Don’t know. Never seen her.”

“...What?”

Lucia lifted her head to look at him. At that moment, a troubled expression flashed across his face.

Translator Corner:

1) He’s referring to sex and just exaggerating. For those who couldn’t tell.

2) Question: Shall I rename this arc to Truths & Lies? Now that we’re getting into it, this seems to be more fitting? Lies and False are same words in Korean.

*Should I start giving smut warnings?