The Revelers of Addis (4)
What kind of body does Kanna like?
'I like her body. It's awesome.'
But Kanna...
"Alexei is better looking than you."
"I like men with nice lines."
"She also has very unique tastes. What's wrong with that pale-faced bastard..."
Of course, Alexei, that bastard is as smooth as Sylvien when it comes to the top table.
'Still, he's like a fool.'
Orsini's imagination stretched endlessly.
Hasn't Kanna met many men so far, and is she still seeing them now?
So, she may be ranking them in her mind.
The best body, the worst body, something like that...
Surely I'm not at the bottom?
'No. The bodies of all the people she meets now are similar, right?"
As soon as he thought about it, Orsini felt at ease.
'Yes, at least I'm no worse than the guys she's meeting now.'
Besides, Kalen Addis, he's a married man with a kid, so it's over now.
'Yes, I'm better than a father.'
Orsini's self-confidence is recharged thanks to his younger brother, who is an amazing libertine.
Orsini wiped the moisture from his body. He put on his nightgown and tied it. The expression was a mixture of solemnity, anticipation, and tension.
'Let's go.'
Tonight was the day he gave Kanna his holy power.
***
"Lady, would you like me to give you a massage?"
When Kanna finished taking a bath, a maid approached her.
"What about Kalen?"
"He said he wouldn't be able to come due to circumstances."
That guy can't come?
Kanna was surprised. Kalen missed this time, this was the first time something like this had happened.
Is it because of the appearance of his son?
It seemed like he was quite shocked.
"Then, I'll just ask for my back."
Kanna lay face down on the bed and received a message from the maid.
The scent of coconut oil wafts through the air, making her feel drowsy.
The skilled maid's touch was also quite refreshing...
'Something is lacking.'
Is it true that her hand skills can't match that of Kalen's?
'Seeing me thinking like this, it seems like I've gotten used to him a bit.'
Anyway, good things are good things.
That was when Kanna was thinking about Kalen. Suddenly, a knock was heard.
"Hey."
It was Orsini.
"Can I come in?"
Kanna snorted.
Normally he just opens the door, but he only pretends to be a gentleman at night.
"Come in."
As Orsini came in, the maid who had been giving the massage left.
"Why are you here so early? It's not time to sleep yet."
"..."
"What's wrong?"
He didn't answer.
No, he couldn't.
From the moment he saw her smooth back, he froze like a stone statue.
"Wait there for a moment. I didn't know you would come now..."
When Kanna tries to get up while covering herself with a gown.
"Don't move."
Orsini approached at the speed of light. He pressed down on her back and laid her down again.
"Lay down."
The fingertips pressing against her lower back are hot.
Gulp.
Kanna heard him swallowing his saliva.
"I will do it."
You?
What do you do for me?
While Kanna was at a loss for words, Orsini rolled up his arms and climbed onto the bed.
"Orsini, wait... Ah!"
"Does it hurt?"
"Don't ask the obvious. Because I want to kill you."
Kanna buried her face in the pillow and giggled.
"Kalen learned on his own time. He even got a professional license."
"There's no way I couldn't do what Kalen can do."
"Then why not learn something?"
While they were fighting, things got better. Orsini must have learned it quickly and massaged her back with appropriate acupressure.
"How do you feel? It's better, right?"
"I see."
"I'm good at everything I do with my body. You know that."
He's flattered. Anyway, it's simple.
"Yeah, you're handsome."
Kanna responded coldly, but she was feeling better really soon.
'Ah, I'm going to sleep....'
A tired body right after a bath, the coconut scent that she recently fell in love with, and even a massage.
Kanna's eyelids began to get heavier and heavier.
On the other hand, the temperature of Orsini's hands was getting hotter. Now it almost felt like a ball of fire.
Moreover, he is peeking with such passionate eyes. His fierce gaze made her skin tingle.
"Kalen does this to you every day."
Orsini muttered, pressing her waist. It was an uncomfortable voice.
"Stop it now. I will do it."
"Why?"
"That bastard is the baby's father now. He has to take care of his children."
"Hmm... No."
"What?"
“Kalen is better.”
At that moment, his movements suddenly stopped.
How long has it been like that?
"Is that so?"
The next moment, Kanna's body turned around. Orsini grabbed her body and turned her around.
"What?"
"What is it?"
Orsini looked down at Kanna and
tugged at the strap of his belt. Suddenly, his nightgown slipped down his shoulders.
Kanna slightly raised her eyebrows.
"Aren't you giving me a massage right now?"
"People should do what they are good at."
"..."
"You don't like it?"
Kanna looked up at him without answering.
To be precise, she was appreciating him...
Is it because she is looking up from underneath?
Orsini's wide, exposed shoulders were particularly overwhelming. From his chest, where she can clearly feel his firm texture, to the slim waistline...
'Also.'
That guy looks the best when seen from this angle.
As Kanna looked up blankly. Orsini's face hardened. Although he pretended not to be, it was obvious that he was extremely nervous.
"I can't stay long today. I have some business to take care of. So, if you want to give divine power in a short time..."
"Anyway, what? You need a deeper contact?"
Kanna burst out laughing. Talking back and forth. Anyway, Orsini has a lot of pride.
'What should I do?'
Sleep has already run away.
But she doesn't want to see that guy become a bigot just because he's good at it.
Then....
"OMG."
The next moment, Orsini's body stiffened at the sudden touch. His breathing stopped.
"I like this scar."
Kanna's fingertips touched his scar.
It was a trace of drugs being poured into his chest a long time ago.
"If you look closely. It's shaped like a heart. You know?"
As Kanna traced the outline with her fingertips, his chest rose and fell significantly. He muttered fiercely...
"That's crazy..."
"Why? Really. Look, like this."
As she drew a circle, his lips twitched slightly. Kanna laughed.
"It's like a heart."
Under her fingertips, his skin heated up like a lump of refined iron. Kanna slowly lowered her hand, watching his expression gradually become disheveled.
Really, it's so hot.
The breath that scatters roughly, the skin that touches, and the sacred power that flows in. Everything is so hot that she can't tell what's what anymore.
Was it his body or his sacred power that heated up so passionately? Kanna was curious about it, so she held it tightly in her hand.
At that moment, Orsini's waist trembled violently.
"For a moment..."
Kanna reflexively tried to grab his wrist, but couldn't.
No. She didn't catch it.
That was funny. And it was familiar.
As expected, the body is honest.
Even these things resemble that person...
"Huh? Wait, what? Go ahead."
Orsini gritted his teeth at the teasing sarcasm.
"You..."
The next moment, he pressed her shoulder. His hot eyes glowed. He spat it out in a cracked voice.
"You're such a crazy bitch."
Kanna snorted at that criticism.
"So you like this kind of thing."
And she loves watching him fall apart.
Kanna liked the sight of him boiling like hot lava, bursting like an exploding volcano, and then losing his mind like flying ash. She liked Orsini like that.
That's probably why.
The reason why she can get along so well with Orsini.
In such a primal moment, even the hatred she had for him was irritating.
***
At that time, Kalen was sitting in an armchair in his study, looking out the window.
After drinking a glass of whiskey, he put a cigar in his mouth. He took a deep breath and slowly spit out the smoke.
When the cigar was about to burn out, Kalen stood up. He walked there with a calm gait.
When he finally arrived, he knocked on the door.
"Who are you?"
Then, a slender woman answered from inside.
"This is Kalen Addis."
"..."
There is no answer.
Without hesitation, Kalen grabbed the doorknob. He turned it and opened the door.
"I'm going in."
Kalen went inside.
“Miss Ell Andoit.”
Snap, the door closed.
As he hoped.
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