Chapter 78 - What Happened?

"So hold yourself back!"  she pleaded, trying to stop him from getting out of control.  "I beg!"  Screaming when he devoured her chest.  Like a stinging relentlessly, centered on her core, pulsating and swollen, urging him to slide inside immediately.

Even she almost choked along with his seductive movement, which sucked with a flexible tongue.  Another torment, making her unsure whether she should pull or push him.

But she closed her eyes while feeling the enjoyment that snaked on her belly, which encircle her navel along with the hardened chest.

Even she almost hugged his head, as if overwhelmed by her own decision.  Maybe she was too complacent when she remembered the moment of the sweetest torture that she got last night, the rapid jabs and stirs, like her teared up.

"Kleo!"  She finally squealed unconsciously tucking her fingers in the strands of his hair, as if to grab him.  His hot breath wafted on her skin, which sank beneath the fabrics of her dress.

Even he toyed with the cheery with his teeth while the others got twisted intensely.  "You like it, I know," he whispered, looking at her, who was gasping with her mouth open.

"Yes," she nodded, getting her lips devoured again by him.  Now she gave a good response by pecking his lips and pushing the tongue like fighting each other.  Widespread invasion, which weakened her defenses.

His face away put his forehead on her, looked at her meaningfully.  "Now you don't have to hold yourself back."  As if it wasn't enough once he reminded her.  "If you want it you can come to me.  I will give you it whenever you want."

Biting her lips, she embraced his neck.  "Now get to work!"  She didn't even notice how low her voice was as if her throat was hurting.

"Yes," he nodded.  "You can wait for me here, can't you?"

"Are you sure?"  She sounded skeptical.  "Don't you need to concentrate?"

"But…I…" Kissed her again, took another sip of her lips until she finally stopped after seeing the door open and revealing Stefanus who had entered.

The guard looked awkward.  Because he had emergency information with him, he forgot that Lyra was in his master's study, even though he knew what might have happened there.

"My Lord," said the guard after stopping in front of Duke Kleo, trying to ignore Lyra's figure that shone like a fine jewel.

"Yes?"  It turned out that Duke Kleo was not angry.  Instead, a smile graced his lips.  His eyes sparkled.  "Why did you come in without knocking on the door?"  Though it is very rarely done in Wereal.

"His Highness representatives have come to discuss something with you.  Now he's in the guest hall."

Duke Kleo nodded.  "Just go first!  I'll be out soon."

Stefanus went and sank behind the study door, leaving Lyra who looked down in shame with Duke Kleo who chuckled amused at her reaction.

"I told you, didn't I?  Someone could see us."  Still cupping her face.  Now she wouldn't have the guts to stand in front of people.  Perhaps the gossip had spread in Wereal, even faster than the plague in Wolytone and Balona.

"Stefanus didn't come because he had seen us, Pumpkin."  His hand rubbed her cheek.  "But because he has an important piece of information.  Didn't you hear it yourself too?"

"But still."  Pause for a moment.  "Someone could have seen us.  It can ruin your image."

"My workaholic image won't be ruined just because of the few minutes I spend making out with you."  He convinced her.  "Because I spend more time working than the other way around.  Besides, I've managed to solve some of the emergency problems.  You should know how competent I am at my job, and will soon be in love."

She blushed, feeling her face heat up from blushing.  "Stop talking like that!"

"Are you starting to dare to order me?"

"No!"  she shook her head hastily.  "I'm just giving you advice.  Now you have to go see the king's representative right?  Shall I go out and do some things?"

"Like for example?"

"Who knows."  Shaking her head.  "But hurry up and go!"

"All right!"  He stood up after she got up from his lap, confirming her dress as well as her appearance.  Even his eyes could not be distracted from her figure who always shadowed him every second.  "Want me to help?"

She looked up after hearing his offer.  Her hands tightened while her hands gripped the buttons of her dress.

"I will not unfold this, gosh stop your negative thoughts!"  He said as he pulled her closer, his hands busy trying to help her adjust her dress.

After that, he put on his suit in a wave of his hand, threw his suit, and then put it on very nimbly.  His hands smoothed her hair while wiping his lips that were exposed to lipstick.

"You should have helped me put on my suit," he mumbled, now standing tall while looking at her.  "But I know you have a lot to learn," he continued.  "Maybe you should take it slow, I can understand that."

"Does that mean I have to make you tea?"

"What did you do it for?"

"Yeah, that's the way to be a wife right?"

He chuckled amused, his heart began to feel relieved when he saw her seemed to be starting to prepare to be a good wife.  "Making tea is not one of the ways to be a wife.  But accompany me and love me are.  So focus on those things, all at once…" His finger crawled over her dress to get down to her hips.  "At the same time accompany me on other matters."  Press on her another fat, making her moan in pleasure.  They kissed each other again.

"I will be right back."  Then he left with a more cheerful heart, although there was unpleasant news awaiting him.

Meanwhile, Lyra went to the common room to embroider as usual.  Without even realizing it, her cheeks were flushed with happiness.

…

Lyra had met with Ella and Gena, but the two maids seemed to avoid her.  It didn't take long for Lyra to realize that this might be one of Duke Kleo's doings.

"It does not matter.  If he had trusted me he would have given me freedom," she said to herself, as she embroidered the cloth.  "I will enjoy where I am now, regardless of whether I have to get married or not.  Does not matter.  I can get through it and be happy."

Time passed quickly until it was lunchtime.

Lyra was directed by Mrs. Melisa to quickly go to the dining hall while Duke Kleo still hadn't finished discussing something with his guest.

She waited patiently, looking at the dishes on the table.  Suddenly her appetite increased again as if nothing bad had happened.

The door sounded open, following the figure of Duke Kleo who entered.

Lyra immediately stood up with a face full of smiles.  But her expression suddenly turned confused as he dropped his head on her shoulder.  "What happened?"  she asked anxiously.

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