“I don’t know.”
“...”
“From now on... no, from today onwards, it would be best not to mention that guy.”
"Yes."
“Because it’s not worth it.”
Theano's face was filled with anxiety and discontent.
He seemed to be very uncomfortable with his son's sudden appearance, as he himself was not in a good mood.
“Come here.”
For some reason, Theano called out to Ravieli in a soft voice.
He looked closely at Ravieli's clean face and stroked it with one hand.
“It’s even more beautiful in the dark.”
“...”
“It must be because I can’t see the expression clearly.”
It was when Ravieli, who had been holding her breath, put strength into her tightly closed lips.
“It’s like a pretty flower with no scent.”
Theano hugged Ravieli's back and began pressing his lips against hers.
“!”
Theano's beard stung against her skin.
Moreover, he devoured Ravieli without giving her even a moment's respite from his lips.
She hated the thick saliva, the wetness of his tongue. But she couldn't refuse it, she couldn't escape it.
Theano, who had been exploring Ravieli's lips for a while, let her go. His eyes were unnecessarily bloodshot.
“Then now I have to do what I have to do.”
She desperately hoped he was just here to talk.
“Take off your clothes.”
His voice had changed. Ravieli began to lower her slip, her hands shaking.
But as if her movements were not enough, Theano came over and grabbed the slip tightly, spreading it to both sides.
As the frightened Ravieli crouched down in obedience to Theano's will, the sound of Theano tearing the remaining cloth was heard.
Theano was obsessed with perverted acts.
From the outside, he was a noble and prestigious scholar, but in the bedroom, he was nothing but a pervert.
Neither the Emperor's decree of abstinence nor anything else could stop him.
As she was trembling with anxiety, a rather thick hand suddenly wrapped itself around her shoulder from behind.
“Oh, it got cold so quickly.”
Her body was shriveled, but she couldn't move.
The feeling that started in her shoulder made her stomach turn, but she couldn't run away.
The moment she ran out of here, she might gain freedom, but she had no way to survive.
She was orphaned overnight, and her property was torn apart by those her parents had placed their deepest trust in.
She wanted to die following her parents, but she couldn't die because she was worried about her younger sibling, who might be alive or dead somewhere.
Ravieli lost her younger brother, two years younger than her, when she was five years old.
The nanny who was looking after the sisters suddenly disappeared with the young child in her arms. In those days, it was common for nannies to steal and sell children.
“Then I should warm it up soon.”
At that moment, Theano, who had been hugging her from behind, began to caress the nape of Ravieli's neck.
“You should be excited today, too.”
Theano was leaving his handprints here and there on the slender woman's body, but it did not impress Ravieli at all.
She didn't feel any excitement, let alone any tingling sensation.
But she couldn't reveal to him that she couldn't feel any sensations.
Ravieli had to please Theano to some extent.
“How is it? Do you think today will be okay?”
Theano chuckled into Ravieli's ear.
Of course, Theano also knew about Ravieli's condition.
She was always so dry and moved like a block of wood, so it was impossible not to notice.
Theano, who was examining Ravieli, frowned and grumbled.
“Damn, it’s like this again today.”
Theano sighed after confirming that it was completely dry.
“Well, you have to make an effort now, right?”
Ravieli Lewin was an outwardly perfect woman, with no flaws.
But one thing, she didn't feel anything Theano did, and was always dry.
Ravieli felt nothing of the kind in her relationship with Theano.
“Yes, I'd better do it right today.”
It was when Ravieli cowered in fear that it gripped her whole body.
Squeak-
The sound of the floor being pressed against the closed door could be heard through the crack.
'!'
Judging by the unchanging nature of Theano's movements, it seemed she was the only one who heard it.
As she closed her eyes tightly, thinking she had misheard, a heavy ringing came crashing into her ears once again.
It couldn't be the maid, Mage. She knew she was small and thin, like a lark, and walked on tiptoe without making a sound.
Who is it?
But what is clear is that someone is standing outside the door.
At that moment, a picture of a stranger with a relaxed expression appeared in Ravieli's mind.
'No way. A scammer?'
In her panic, Ravieli even forgot to groan.
Right then.
Knock knock.
A knock on the door poured cold water into the room.
Theano looked at the door in confusion, but there was nothing he could do at that moment.
"Shhh"
Theano gripped Ravieli's thigh tightly and rolled his eyes.
He glared at the door with a sinister look.
The door was locked, and no one in this mansion could enter her room without permission.
But isn't this a situation where the Emperor's order has been given?
If rumors spread that he disobeyed orders and indulged in women, he would be in trouble.
What if he gets caught by that guy who suddenly showed up today instead of a servant?
There's no way to shut that guy's mouth.
His heart began to pound uncomfortably.
The breaths he had swallowed were entangled with difficulty. After a while, the man's desire, cooled by the silence, also subsided.
"Shit."
***
“Ravieli.”
"...Yes."
“Please pass me the pepper over there.”
Ravieli picked up a small glass bottle with a blank expression and handed it to Theano.
The gentleman, whose nose and chin were covered in stubble, took the pepper shaker with a serious face and sprinkled it on the soup.
Then, before putting it down right in front of him, he spoke to Ravieli again.
“Shall I give it to you?”
"No."
Ravieli followed him dryly and buried her nose in her soup.
It felt like a burden to raise her voice.
Because there are so many eyes watching, she can't even show her discomfort.
Ravieli tried to maintain her posture as straight as possible, but sometimes she unconsciously narrowed her eyes.
“I’m fine too, Father.”
At that moment, Lucian, who was sitting across from Ravieli, responded softly.
"Hmm."
Theano glanced at Lucian once and then put down the pepper shaker without saying a word.
Ravieli raised his head slightly and looked at Lucian.
Lucian, who was putting food in his mouth with a relaxed expression, winked one eye when he noticed Ravieli's gaze.
'What?'
It was only a brief glance, but an unfamiliar and strange feeling passed through her heart.
Perhaps Theano saw it, or perhaps the maid standing behind saw it.
Ravieli turned her head without realizing it, but the man's glance lingered for quite some time.
'He's a strange person.'
She didn't want to eat any more, but her throat was so parched that she had to pour in some hot soup.
The food was great, but the meal was terrible.
On the dining table, the silence was so suffocating that the only sound was the scraping sound of a spoon hitting a plate.
Or the sound of the maid's footsteps bringing out food, or the footsteps of the servant sweeping the floor upstairs.
What broke the peace was Lucian Meyer's languid voice.
“Father, there seem to be a lot of cats around here.”
“...?”
“I couldn’t sleep last night because of the sound of a cat in heat.”
“...”
“He seems like a fairly old male cat.”
“Cough, cough!”
Theano, who was passing the soup, fell forward and let out a dry cough.
“Oh, are you okay, Dad?”
“Master!”
A servant came over and handed Theano a towel.
He buried his face in a towel, but he couldn't hide his reddened ears.
“Hmm... Eliza, try making the soup a little less salty from now on.”
“Yes, master.”
Theano made a strange remark, as if he didn't remember adding a lot of pepper to the soup a little while ago.
As silence fell over the table again, Ravieli raised her eyes and glanced at Lucian.
He is definitely not an ordinary man.
“Ravieli.”
Theano, who seemed somewhat calm, called out to Ravieli.
"Yes."
He wanted to change the atmosphere at the table.
“Would you like to show Lucian the mansion this afternoon?”
“No, Father.”
At that moment, Lucian responded dryly.
“I’ll just look around by myself.”
Lucian answered without even looking in the direction where Ravieli was sitting.
“Yes, do whatever you want.”
Then he said, his eyes still wrinkled as if his throat was still itchy.
“Then I will wake up first.”
Theano tapped his chest twice and rose from his chair.
After a while, a thin woman, who looked out of place with the fancy food, also put down her silver spoon.
“Miss, are you going to stop eating?”
The maid, Mage, approached Ravieli and asked cautiously.
"Yes."
It's not surprising that she has no appetite.
The maid looked at Ravieli with a pitiful expression and then spoke to Lucian, who was sitting across from her.
Unlike Ravieli, who looked as listless as a sick chicken, Lucian was eating with a face that looked cheerful and even quite happy.
“Would you like some more soup?”
“Would you do that, Mage?”
“Yes, of course.”
Lucian tilted his head to one side and smiled.
The maid responded kindly to the lovely smile.
What escaped Lucian's lips was a beautiful smile that would make anyone fall in love.
Ravieli, who was about to put down her spoon and stand up, raised her head slightly and looked at Lucian again.
She's glad she didn't have to take on the job of showcasing the mansion.
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