Chapter 22: The Marriage Trap (2)

Her bashfulness was chased away and she said her honest feelings as Ernest pinched her coral bud.

'Then Amber, this is a punishment, isn't it?' Ernest said in a tone like he was speaking to a young child.

Her strong-willed violet eyes glared at him as he kissed her soft cheek. There was laughter in his eyes.

He moved up to her ear and whispered, sending shivers through her.

'You seem to have a dissatisfied expression on your face,' he said

'Ah no…~' How could he read her so easily?

He was able to discern the nasty desire she was trying to hide. Amber flushed.

'Amber,' he said to her, 'I will do everything to love you from now on, so remember to depend on me a little more. Alright?'

'Depend on you…'

No way. No matter who he was, Amber could not bring herself.

Unlike Leticia, Amber did not have the desire to be protected. She did not understand being pampered or spoiled.

Ernest took her hand and made her hold on to him,

'Just look at me with those lovely violet eyes and call me with your dignified voice,'

If she did that, then what?

'If you do that,' he continued, 'I will easily become your devoted servant. I love you, Amber.'

Her body responded to his lustrous voice, he dominated her body and mind.

Was he being truthful?

'Ernest…'

He smiled and he kissed her.

'Very good,' he said hotly against her lips as he inserted another finger into her and stirred her up.

Amber could not help but moan out loud.

He teased her nipple with his fingers while teasing the part inside her that he discovered the night before.

The pleasure began to accumulate and grow. The sound of her breathless moans combined with the obscene sound of his fingers stirring up her love juices filled the bedroom. Soon Amber was led to her peak.

'You were great.' he said as she panted.

'Little by little, give in to me like that,'

He held her close with his lips against her head and they lay together in silence for a moment. (Zuben: Because Ernest can't shut up for too long)

'I promise to love you with all my strength.' He vowed and he kissed her lips.

The love potion was still in effect. (Zuben: Yes, you said that earlier)

Though his affection was deep, it was only as a result of the potion.

Because of this, false love will never become true. And guilty Amber will not become happy.

A sharp pain pierced her heart.

There was a knock on the door.

'Pardon me for interrupting your pleasurable morning, but I have the marriage contract here.' A voice said from the other side of the door.

Amber' flushed face went pale.