“What should I say to such a shameless woman? This is my bedroom, so why would you think I’m forcing myself on you? You suddenly lost consciousness, and now you’re acting so strangely. Did you eat crow meat or something? You’re incredibly brazen for a woman who barged into my bedroom n*ked and alone, to the point where I can’t believe a word you’re saying.”

Whose bedroom? Barged in n*ked?

She didn’t understand what he was saying, but one thing seemed clear: this was no ordinary situation.

So understanding the situation had to come first.

Ciella hurriedly turned her head to examine the room.

The first thing that caught her eye was a large, ornate chandelier. Then she looked around at everything else in sequence.

Antique and luxurious wallpaper, sofas, display cabinets… nothing was familiar.

Even though she had returned to her body after three years, Ciella hadn’t forgotten the place where she had lived. No, she could never forget it.

Rather, she remembered it vividly, like she had seen it yesterday. How could she forget when she had prayed every night to return there?

But no matter how much she looked around, everything was unfamiliar.

‘This isn’t my bedroom…’

Ciella’s gaze returned to the man looking down at her.

An unknown man, a strange man’s bedroom, and her n*ked body…

No way. It can’t be. It couldn’t be, right?

She tried to suppress her anxiety, but at that moment, she recalled the mage’s perplexed expression.

How he had suddenly become flustered after looking into the crystal ball, and how he had implied it might be better if a dog possessed her instead.

And his apology before they parted ways…

Could he have seen this absurd situation through the crystal ball? Was this what he was apologizing for?

“What? Have you finally remembered something?”

She wanted to deny reality, but the man’s cold gaze seemed to confirm that the mage’s words were true.

“After wanting me so desperately, you’ve gone this far… Was what I gave you not enough to satisfy you?”

“…”

Upon hearing the man’s words, Ciella could roughly assess the situation.

The person who had occupied her body until moments ago had a crush on the man in front of her and had secretly snuck into his bedroom n*ked.

She was caught, resulting in the current situation, and at that moment, their bodies had returned to normal…

She must be crazy. How could she commit such an indecent act? What about her father? Her mother? Didn’t anyone stop that woman?

Just thinking about it was embarrassing. Her already flushed face grew even hotter. She felt like her entire body might burst into flames and turn to ash.

Ciella covered her head with both hands and avoided the man’s gaze. She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eye.

Instead of responding to the man, she silently directed words of resentment toward the possessor.

Why did the possessor choose to sneak into this man’s bedroom right when she met the mage! If only she had gone a day later.

She wished someone would tell her this was all a dream. Otherwise, she felt she might die of shame right there.

Then the man’s voice pierced her ears, bringing Ciella’s consciousness back to reality.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Why not just tell the truth? Say you wanted to taste my c*ck. Rather than pretending to be a victim, being honest would irritate me less.”

His voice had grown even colder than before, and his words were crude.

Taste his c*ck? Hearing such vulgar language made her face flush involuntarily. Her mind went blank, unable to think of a response.

Though she could hardly make a rational judgment in this situation, Ciella was certain of one thing.

Whatever happened, she had done something wrong, and the victim was the man currently on top of her.

That was true, but… she also felt somewhat wronged.

It wasn’t something she had done. It was committed by the woman who possessed her body, so why did she have to feel the shame and humiliation?

She wished she could just faint. She wanted to believe that when she woke up, everything would have been a dream, and she would find herself in the Roxburrow mansion.

But her mind was too clear, showing no signs of fainting.

Maybe she should pretend to faint. Yes, that would be better.

Ciella placed her hand on her forehead, pretending to be dizzy, and gently closed her eyes, collapsing onto the bed.

She hoped he would think she had lost consciousness from shock. If he found her behavior disgraceful and threw her out of the mansion, that would be a perfect ending.

But that was just her delusion.

“Is this your first time? Why aren’t you bothered by the vulgar words coming from my mouth? Are you waiting for me to take you right now? The Lady of Roxburrow is quite bold. And shameless too.”

It didn’t work on him. Far from thinking she had fainted, he mistook her for a promiscuous woman.

Perhaps she should have shown anger at his vulgar language instead of pretending to faint.

“Or have you done this with other men too? Did they all take you when you pretended to close your eyes?”

“…”

Since she was pretending to be unconscious, she couldn’t answer. But with provocative words continuously flowing from the man’s mouth, it felt uncomfortable to neither respond nor remain silent.

If she kept her mouth shut, her image would continue to deteriorate, but should she answer or not?

She was leaning toward answering, but there was a problem. She didn’t know whether her body was still pure or not.

Having returned to her body after so long, she had no way of knowing whether the possessor had behaved modestly or used her body freely.

Judging from the situation where she was caught trying to seduce this man, this might not have been the first time.

Since she didn’t know anyway, was it better to just pretend ignorance?

After contemplating, Ciella decided to continue pretending to be unconscious and endure until the situation resolved itself.

As she stubbornly pretended not to hear the man’s words, he placed his index and middle fingers on her cheek and flicked them.

“Ouch!”

Feeling a stinging pain on her cheek, Ciella involuntarily let out a small cry.

“Answer me. Answer. You can hear me, can’t you?”

The man’s voice was laced with irritation.

“…”

Surprised by his unexpected action, Ciella blinked her large, round eyes repeatedly. The gaze looking down at her grew deeper and fiercer.

Unable to withstand the gradually increasing pressure, Ciella finally gave in and opened her mouth.

“W-well…?”

Her voice trembled slightly, having no choice but to give an ambiguous answer.

“So what do you want?”

The man’s eyes narrowed.

“Um, nothing.”

“What do you mean nothing? Wasn’t using the Duke of Roxburrow not enough, so you resorted to this ridiculous behavior?”

“N-no, that’s not it.”

“Ha.”

A small sigh of disbelief escaped the man’s lips.

It wasn’t even provocative.

Why today of all days? That woman couldn’t have deliberately chosen this timing.

Every time he encountered her, he felt they were completely incompatible.

He looked at the woman beneath him with an even sharper gaze.

After chasing him so persistently, begging to be engaged, seeing her put on an innocent expression claiming to know nothing left him speechless with exasperation.

Was she really a virgin?

Though he wasn’t particularly curious, he had to admit it was somewhat impressive that she had managed to catch his attention on this worst of days. Perhaps it wouldn’t be bad to check for himself.

Normally he would ignore her, but today was different.

In his current state, standing at the edge of an endless cliff, it seemed like anything would do to shake off this foul mood.

“Let me check for myself.”

The man abruptly pulled away the blanket covering Ciella.

“What? Th-there’s no need for that.”

What need is there to check?

Ciella tried to pull the blanket back, waving her hands in protest, but the man grabbed her thighs and forcibly spread them apart, leaving her legs wide open. It took only a moment for her to end up in this embarrassing position.

“Ah, no! L-let go of my legs.”

Without underwear, her intimate area was completely exposed, and due to her tension, her inner flesh quivered.

Ciella’s face instantly turned red with shame.

She struggled and resisted, but it was of no use. The man’s hand probed her private parts, then pushed his middle finger into the split.

“Kyaa! This feels weird! Take your hand out. What do you think you’re doing!”

The moment his hand entered her, she shook her head and screamed with all her might.