CH 58

Gareth effortlessly lifted Elena up from the wooden table and stepped out alone from the empty, messy kitchen. The maids, who had gathered in the hall and were whispering amongst themselves, shut their mouths in unison, then turned away from them. However, they began to whisper again as soon as Gareth showed his back to them. Elena, who was in Gareth’s arms, could read what they were saying by reading their mouths.

‘Ah…’ She buried her face in Gareth’s shoulder to hide her face. She couldn’t deny that she was blue blooded as she was the daughter of a count. There was pride and dignity she couldn’t abandon no matter what. She couldn’t believe she had done something to give the maids something to gossip about. Pride poked at her heart, but something that hurt her more was the emotions Gareth had stirred up inside her. In the end, he was going to cause her to be in pain, in joy, cry, and laugh. ‘But if you care about me like I do… I’ll be able to be happier… and smile more…’ she thought in his arms.

Gareth had already made his way upstairs and was walking down the hall. However, he abruptly stopped, unable to bear his overwhelming thirst any longer. When Elena had covered his face with her hands and overlapped her lips on top of his, his whole body felt as if it were burning. It was a completely different heat and thirst from anything he had felt before. If the thirst before was of the nature of destroying himself and everything around him, now… he was engulfed with the urge to kneel in front of her and receive her love. He could feel that was the only way to resolve this feeling.

‘What have I…’ Gareth hurriedly walked and entered his bedroom before he could finish his thoughts. He put down Elena to the floor as soon as he closed the door, only to lift her up again to have her legs wrap around his hips and hang onto him by the neck.

‘I have to do this. Right now,’ Gareth thought as he almost tore down his pants and ripped off Elena’s loose, rough undergarments.

“It’ll hurt a lot,” Gareth said with a voice filled with desire, then inserted his manhood at once.

Elena gasped and let out a painful groan as she felt the huge and hot part of his body enter her. Gareth hugged her more tightly, then bent his knees to push himself in deeper. Elena’s cramped passage had become smooth and wet, but he had still been too much for her body to accept. Even so, he couldn’t stop. Gareth began to savor the feeling of her hot walls wrapped around him.

Although Gareth had inserted himself too deep in Elena from the beginning, she couldn’t do anything since her whole body was completely open to him. Her senses heightened to the point she could feel the thick veins bulging on his manhood. Elena cried out as Gareth pushed himself harshly against her. The sound of flesh slapping against each other filled the room and the door creaked loudly as Gareth moved. Elena could hear Gareth’s rough grunts that somewhat aroused her. He continued to move, holding her pale butt with his big hands. In the midst of both of them constantly leaking out hot breaths, Elena could hear Gareth’s voice.

“Elena, look at me,” he said.

Elena managed to face him. Her back kept rubbing against the door, and his manhood moving in and out of her felt as if it was getting hotter and thicker. Elena moaned, not just from the physical sensation, but from Gareth’s eyes focused on her. She had never seen such a sorrowful and beautiful color of black until now. She wanted to be the only one to see such eyes.

‘Then I’ll be able to live like myself somehow… Then he’ll eventually listen to my needs…’ Elena’s thoughts were cut off when Gareth’s continuous movements swirled her into a stormy climax. ‘He’s like the wind… a storm…’ she thought in delirium, as Gareth let out a groan and emit his hot seeds into her body.

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Gareth’s eyes suddenly shot open as he sprang up. Pale moonlight filled the night sky outside, showing that he had fallen asleep without realizing it. He reached out and fumbled around the space next to him, only to realize that he was alone in the bed. Gareth stepped out of bed and stood in the moonlight seeping through the window to completely wake up from his slumber.

He had clearly been holding Elena when he fell asleep, but she had somehow escaped without waking him. He had slept like a log, finally getting the rest he desperately needed. Even so, Gareth’s lips twisted into a cold smirk when he realized that Elena had once again chosen the hall, even after making such intense love, instead of staying by his side.

“Curse it,” he muttered to himself, then reached out to grab the clothes he knew Elena had left behind for him. After getting dressed, he went out to search for her, stealthily sneaking down the stairs like a cat. Gareth stepped into the peaceful hall filled with sounds of snoring. He moved without even having to think about where he should step, as he knew Giggs and the rest of his men would be sleeping in the center of the hall, and the maids, including Madel, were near the fireplace.

Thinking that Elena would be with the rest of the maids, Gareth walked through the dark hall, managing to not wake anyone. Darkness was very familiar to him, as Gareth had completely lost vision in his left eye during an unfortunate incident when he was 14. He had suffered through endless events of pain and despair, but struggled to live and pushed himself to train every day to get revenge against the people who had murdered his family. His efforts had helped enhance his other senses and compensate for the lack of vision in one eye, eventually allowing him to navigate through the darkness with ease. This was his secret no one knew, not even Giggs or Hansen.