Chapter 110 Sisters’ Secret Talks - I

Chapter 110 Sisters’ Secret Talks - I

Seraphina, who had been blowing bubbles in the bath, nearly choked on the water. Her body instantly became hotter than the steam, her hands flailing in panic, her voice off-key as she cried out, "Mmmmarli!!! What are you saying? Have you gone mad?!"

"How so?" Marlina asked with a hint of amusement, her teasing gaze piercing through the steam to land on her flustered sister. "Don't you like Mr. Ansel?"

"It's not... not that I don't like him! It's just that I haven't... I haven't..." The young girl hesitated, her limbs flailing in the water, both suppressing her shyness and expressing her delight.

Seraphina's response left Marlina slightly puzzled. "Then how..."

"Don't ask!" Seraphina, flushed with embarrassment, interrupted Marlina loudly. To prevent her brain from short-circuiting, she quickly turned the question back on her sister. "What about you? What do you mean by the scent you emit, Marli? You... you don't spend every night with..."

"It's just self-indulgence." Marlina replied calmly, seemingly more mature in this regard. "I have my own pressures, too. Isn't that normal?"

"... Uh, yeah," Seraphina whispered in agreement.

Silence then fell between the two sisters.

After a while, Seraphina couldn't help but ask, "Marli, when you do that, are you thinking of..." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Who else could it be but Mr. Ansel?" Marlina couldn't help but laugh. "Did you think you were the only one in this mansion who liked Mr. Ansel?"

Both her candid words and her composed attitude left Seraphina utterly astonished. Marli, her sister... also liked Ansel. Although it didn't seem strange, it still felt... odd!

"Have you never done it?" Marlina suddenly asked. "Thinking of what Mr. Ansel looks like, wondering what he might do to you, and then —"

"Ahhhhh!" Seraphina screamed, splashing water at Marlina. "Don't say it! Don't say it!" She appeared ready to take Marlina down with her.

"It seems you have..." Marlina mused, rubbing her chin. "But I don't smell anything when I return to our room every night. Seri, you must not be paying attention to such things..."

"Secondly, at our age, our desires are always surging, aren't they?"

Marlina poked Seraphina's cheek, smiling. "I hope you don't feel confused or even inferior because of the desires you generate. It's perfectly normal for you to like Mr. Ansel and have those thoughts."

"Who wouldn't want to do those things with the person they love? Desire is also the foundation of love, Seraphina."

Although she was only a year older, Marlina tirelessly reassured Seraphina like a guiding figure to a teenager, "Mr. Ansel won't dislike girls with desires, Seri."

"He... he certainly wouldn't dislike me," Seraphina murmured shyly yet reassured, "After all, he is quite open... about it"

She, in fact, was fond of Ansel's libertine nature, the fervent and heated gaze he held when he stared at her body, the sensation of his hands kneading and freely caressing her skin.

She enjoyed the feeling of Ansel being engrossed in her body, whether it was a reward or a punishment... When Ansel looked at her with that unabashedly desirous gaze, Seraphina's heart was filled with an unbearable shyness and an increasingly sweet happiness.

Desire is indeed the foundation of love, Marli was right, she spoke so well!

"But—"

Marlina, who had been very calm and casual until now, suddenly became serious:

"Seri, you and Mr. Ansel, you haven't really taken that step yet, have you?"

"I've told you, we haven't!"

"What about other places?"

"...What do you mean by other places?"

"Well..." Marlina whispered in Seraphina's ear, while poking her lips and pinching the plump and healthy part below Seri's waist that made her incredibly envious.

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