She glared at Shuren with wide eyes, but the little boy just innocently tilted his head. I didn’t know, Auntie. That was his expression. His large eyes and rosy cheeks were so adorably biteable that her anger subsided a bit. It wasn’t so dirty that it would be unreadable, and Van wasn’t the type to care about the cleanliness of letters. He would burn it as soon as he read it anyway. So she settled for giving him a light tap on the head and pinching his plump cheeks. Eurene thought herself very kind.

“Waaah! Auntie is mean!”

But her ungrateful nephew ran out with tears welling in his eyes. She almost went after him to comfort him as her heart quickly softened, but she was too lazy to bother. Only after calling a maid and ordering her to deliver the letter to the specified address did a worry occur to her. Ah, no. Will he go tattle to his mother?

Ah! So annoying. Finally, she raised her limp body and began to move sluggishly when a loud knock-knock-knock sounded at the door. What now, did he already tell on me? That little rascal is quick! Mischievous little thing! Eurene pouted her lips as she opened the door. Then she blinked at the man in completely unfamiliar attire.

“I’m from the Duke of Carca’s household.”

“What?”

“Letter courier.”

Well, I just sent one myself. Eurene opened her eyes wide and glanced down the corridor, pursing her lips. If only I’d sent it a bit faster…… But wait, who from Duke Carca’s household? The duke? Or the duchess? If it was from the duchess, sending a secret letter would truly be an act of supreme stupidity. She needlessly smoothed down her chest. Looking at the man who seemed empty-handed, she asked hesitantly.

“Um…… but what letter?”

“May I come in first?”

“What?”

In the blink of an eye, the man pushed his way in and closed the door with a bang. Then he even locked it with a click. Huh? This seems a bit strange…… When he finally removed his wide-brimmed hat, Eurene’s mouth fell open. Brushing back his slightly disheveled golden hair, he flashed a familiar smile.

“It’s me.”

Duke Carca flung off his cloak, tossing it behind him, and pulled the stunned Eurene close for a kiss. With his arms immediately wrapping around her waist and his lips crashing against hers, Eurene couldn’t gather her wits. When his improper hand subtly moved up toward her chest, she finally tilted her head back, shook him off, and whispered loudly.

“Why, why are you here?”

“Got off work early. Why, do you have plans?”

Van nonchalantly grabbed Eurene and placed her on the table. Then he casually loosened his tie. Eurene still felt dazed by the situation. While he had sneaked into her room before, it had never been in broad daylight like this, and certainly not while pretending to be a delivery man. Then she urgently remembered what she needed to tell him. She firmly grabbed his hand that was lifting her skirt over her thighs.

“I met your wife!”

“Wife? Ah, Sonya.”

Unlike the surprised reaction Eurene had expected, Van’s face said, “So what?” Beneath his cloak, he was properly dressed in a silk vest and sleek dress pants. He looked Eurene up and down and grinned.

“You’re wearing the clothes I bought you.”

That was something even Eurene hadn’t realized. Few women paid as little attention to their attire as she did. She twisted her waist a bit embarrassedly and muttered, it just happened that way. Van bent down with a bright smile and gently bit her white nape. Van enjoyed dressing his mistress in clothes and accessories to his taste before having relations with her. It gave him satisfaction, he said. Even when they weren’t meeting, he wanted at least one part of Eurene’s body to bear his mark. Though it wasn’t apparent on the surface, he had a surprisingly controlling side. His possessiveness was also extraordinary.

“Is your underwear also what I bought you?”

“Ah, really! Stop saying such things!”

“What kind of things?”

“Ah……”

His hand had somehow already slipped inside her skirt and was entering her underwear. She gasped sharply. Thanks to her heightened sensitivity, her lower parts quickly became moist. What to do, I don’t know. She felt newly embarrassed. Perhaps it was because it was broad daylight, or maybe because it was her own room. Reading her reaction with uncanny accuracy, Van smiled charmingly. His face, already flushed with excitement beneath his eyes, was sensual.

“Hmm?”

“Ugh……”

His fingers, which had boldly pushed her panties aside, penetrated deeply. As his skillful touch rolled around her sensitive spot before suddenly thrusting in, Eurene threw her head back. The wet sounds echoed in her ears. Eurene, who had been clutching the duke’s sinewy arm, felt a chill down her spine at the window with its curtains wide open and the sunlight shining directly on them at a right angle. Though the noble mansion had multiple floors and trees outside, making it unlikely for anyone to see, it was still risky that someone from across the street might spot them. She urgently shook her head at him as he caressed her exposed br*asts after unzipping her dress.

“Van, Van. The curtains……”

“Ah, the lighting is a bit bright, isn’t it.”

Van spoke leisurely and cheerfully. Eurene felt ominous. And her prediction came true. The hand that pushed her down onto the table smoothly undid the buckle of his pants.

He meant to do it right away since the lighting was good. Her white body flushed red with shame. Oh my, pervert! Beast! As Eurene rolled her eyes around, she spotted the cookie jar her nephew had left behind. Reality struck her in another sense. Good heavens! She glanced at his excited lower half and frantically babbled.

“Aaah! Van! My nephew is here too! I don’t know when he’ll come back!”

“It’s fine. I locked the door.”

“Ah, really!”

“Ah, right. How old did you say he was?”

As if he would actually listen if she explained, Van nodded and pulled Eurene’s b*ttocks closer to press against his c*ck. While trying to avoid it by squirming around, Eurene shook her head vigorously.

“Five… years! Old.”

“Five years old. The age for running around and playing. Definitely too young to fully understand his aunt’s promiscuous lifestyle, right?”

“Van!”

Eurene felt like she could die from hating him. As much as she enjoyed the thrilling excitement, she didn’t like this kind of approach. Van chuckled as she slapped at him repeatedly. He bent his upper body and planted kisses on Eurene’s lips as she continued chattering, then sighed, “Hmm.” His expression was strangely reminiscent.

“Come to think of it, I didn’t properly understand the affairs between men and women until around that time. It was truly shocking.”

“What? At five years old?”

“No, maybe eleven. Eurene, as much as I’m considered smarter than others, I wasn’t that mature.”

“The duke’s household is really different. I didn’t know s*x education started so early.”

While men and women would naturally differ, Eurene had received a solemn s*x education from a convent-raised governess, and what she had vaguely known became properly understood through practical experience(?) with Van. While Eurene blinked curiously, Van kneaded her br*asts and spoke indifferently.

“It was quite extraordinary. My mother personally arranged a field experience for me.”

“……What? Ugh!”

The man’s thoroughly aroused c*ck thrust in through her now completely soaked underwear pushed firmly to the side. Eurene’s body fell into mild shock from the sudden invasion. The rough pubic hair grazed her tender flesh. Van swept back her trembling hair. The veins in his neck were standing out, suggesting he too was struggling with how tightly she gripped him. Eurene gasped and looked up at his violet eyes, which revealed a somewhat sarcastic playfulness. She felt a startled unfamiliarity at the cynicism that briefly showed on his surface.

“Hmm, yes. Today I’ll tell you about my childhood memories. When dating, you’re supposed to share these kinds of personal stories, right?”

“No, that, what are you saying…… Eek!”

His member, which had been slowly withdrawing, thrust back in forcefully with a slapping sound. When she involuntarily moaned, Van reprimanded her despite being the one thrusting. It was completely shameless.

“Now…… Eurene, you shouldn’t make noise. What if your nephew hears? Hmm?”

His long fingers covered Eurene’s gasping lips. Then came passionate hip movements like riding a horse. It was an unusually stimulating day compared to normal. She groaned, holding back pleasure, heavy dull pain, and nasal sounds. The hardness probing her insides, the fingers pinching her n*pples, and the man’s short breaths falling on her head made her tingle as if coarse salt had been sprinkled on her. Looking down at Eurene, who was becoming senseless, Van calmly narrated his ‘childhood s*x education’ as if reading a fairy tale.

“Well, so, huff, where should I start? Ah, right. My mother had three lovers.”

“Ah, kuk, wh, whaat!? (What did you say!?)”

“Surprising, isn’t it? She was quite a, remarkable, person.”

Van clenched his jaw and began thrusting in sharp, staccato movements. Eurene’s body shifted up and down, her voluptuous br*asts bouncing rhythmically.

“One was, a successful male actor, and one was a servant? Hmm, no. That one didn’t last long and changed. Kuk! Eurene, don’t squeeze so much. I’m going to come.”

“Ahng!”

“I remember now. It was the man who taught me, political science. Kh, he had a stern face with glasses and wasn’t even that handsome. Perhaps she liked his intellectual charm? Her tastes were quite generous indeed.”