Chapter 14

“Come in.”

Amelie froze in shock beneath the desk.

Danny. The knight of the Ducal household who had shown interest in her. The same Danny who had given her the silk ribbon now tied in her hair.

She briefly hoped it might be someone else with the same name, but the voice that followed confirmed it was him.

“I heard you called for me.”

Amelie stared at him in disbelief. It was already humiliating enough to be doing this in the study, but now Kailo had summoned someone else—one of the Duke’s knights, no less.

From her position, she couldn’t see Kailo’s face, nor could she guess what he was thinking.

“Why do you think I called you?”

Kailo’s voice was colder than she had ever heard.

“Answer me.”

“…Is it because I spoke to Miss Amelie?”

Amelie, who was under the desk, froze in shock. Perhaps displeased with her hesitation, Kailo pulled her head forward, urging her to continue.

“…!”

A rough breath escaped Amelie’s lips as her heart pounded violently. She was terrified that she might have been discovered.

However, there was no reaction from Sir Danny, suggesting he hadn’t noticed. Left with no choice, Amelie continued to use her hands and mouth to attend to Kailo.

“It wasn’t just a conversation, was it?”

“That’s not…!”

“Did you think I wouldn’t understand your intentions? Miss Amelie is not someone you can treat so casually.”

“I would never—!”

Danny tried to protest, but his voice was cut off abruptly.

“If you understand, you may leave.”

Amelie strained her ears to listen, but Kailo’s hand gripping the back of her head made it impossible for her to hear Danny leaving. Instead, she had no choice but to focus on Kailo.

After a while, Kailo leaned back and stroked her head, speaking in a calm tone.

“He seems to be very interested in you.”

“Mm…”

“Why? Are you eager to attend to his desires too?”

“That’s not—”

Amelie coughed as she pulled away from the length she had been holding in her mouth, shouting her denial.

“Well, that’s how it looked to me.”

Before she realized it, Kailo had lifted her onto the desk, his piercing gaze consuming her.

It was then that Amelie understood. The icy blue eyes that had seemed so cold were, in truth, filled with a possessiveness bordering on madness.

“You want someone else’s attention so badly that you walk around carrying my mark while talking to other men?”

“…”

The pretty ribbon Danny had gifted her was crumpled in Kailo’s large hand.

“Did you tie your lovely hair with that pathetic piece of cloth to signal you’re ready for more than just ribbons? Is that what you meant?”

“No, of course not…!”

Amelie’s mind spun at his absurd accusations. But Kailo, indifferent to her protests, casually spread her legs and slipped his hand between them.

“You’re wet.”

A squelching sound followed, and Amelie twisted her hips in response.

“Hah…”

“Did you get wet while attending to me, or were you thinking about someone else?”

“That’s not…”

When his fingers curled and pressed against a sensitive spot, Amelie’s body trembled, and she gasped for air.

She had never entertained such thoughts. Yet Kailo relentlessly explored her, as though searching for something hidden.

“W-what are you…?”

“It seems you haven’t been receiving anyone else’s attention while I wasn’t looking.”

Satisfied, Kailo finally withdrew his fingers. He then spread the clear fluid coating his fingers over his length, which now stood imposingly before her. Amelie swallowed hard.

Even in his large hands, the thick shaft seemed almost too much to handle, its veins bulging and glistening. The sight was overwhelmingly vivid.

“Don’t worry. I’ll give you everything you want.”

“Don’t say such things—ah!”

Kailo wasted no time, positioning himself and pushing into her.

Though he had appeared composed earlier, he had been holding back. From the moment Amelie entered the study, his desire had been screaming to bury itself inside her.

“Hah, Amelie.”

The sensation of him filling her completely made Amelie gasp and wrap her arms around his neck. As he began to move, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in with force, his hands gripped her thighs tightly, veins bulging from the effort.

“Ah, ahh…”

“I told you, your body belongs to Estricen.”

Amelie wondered. 

Had he ever said such a thing so explicitly?

Living in the Estricen estate, teaching Estricen’s child, and eating Estricen’s food—it was only natural that she would also bear Estricen’s mark, wasn’t it?

But her thoughts soon dissolved in the heat of the moment, leaving her incapable of pondering such nuances.

“And yet, you wear something from another man.”

“Hngh…”

With a loud sound, he drove himself deep inside her. The position folded her legs, allowing him to reach even deeper than usual, causing Amelie to arch her back and writhe.

“Are you trying to drive me mad, or are you planning to entertain someone else?”

“No, ah, no…!”

Unbothered by her protests, Kailo continued to thrust into her trembling body with relentless force. The sound of their connection filled the room, accompanied by the slick noises of her arousal.

“Ahh, ahhh!”

Her body shuddered as the overwhelming sensation brought her to a climax. She clung to his back, digging her nails into his skin, as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Even as she reached her peak, Kailo continued, his movements unrelenting.

“Please, stop… I can’t…”

Her overly sensitive walls clenched around him, intensifying the friction. Papers scattered across the floor as her trembling body pressed against the desk.

“Hah, ah…”

How long had he continued to push her past her limits? Finally, Kailo buried himself deeply inside her, releasing his essence.

“You’re beautiful, Amelie. If only you could see how lovely you look carrying my mark.”

As he withdrew, a stream of his release trickled down her aching body. Amelie covered her face in embarrassment.

His gaze, filled with genuine affection as he admired the intimate evidence of their union, made her feel unbearably shy.

His voice, low and rough, reached her ears again.

“You’re beautiful.”

Her delicate hands were easily removed as Kailo leaned in to kiss her flushed cheeks. Amelie’s face turned bright red.

Then, with practiced ease, he began unbuttoning her top. Smiling as he admired her soft, pale chest, he kneaded her skin gently.

But soon, as if everything about her appearance annoyed him, he stripped her of all her clothes. The once pristine study, filled with the scent of fine paper and expensive oils, was now littered with garments stained with their passion.

This time, Amelie found herself bent over the desk, receiving him from behind. Her ample chest pressed flat against the hard surface.

“Hah, ahh…”

Each thrust sent shockwaves through her body, making her toes curl. The mingling fluids of their union dripped onto the dark carpet, leaving a stark white stain.

Kailo ran his hand over her trembling back, clearly satisfied. Her once neatly tied golden hair was now a disheveled mess, and the once-pristine ribbon was in no better condition.

That day, Amelie couldn’t leave Kailo’s study until Danny’s ribbon, now crumpled and stained, was rendered unrecognizable.

***

“Kailo, please…”

His voice, soft and teasing, whispered into her ear. 

“Look at this, Amelie.”

He held up a hairpin, its peach-colored diamond polished to perfection, and gently placed it in her hair. 

“I had this crafted to match the color of your eyes. Of course, it can’t compare to their beauty, but as a gem, it’s of the highest quality. What do you think?”

Amelie, her breath hitching, glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her flushed face and hazy eyes stared back at her as she struggled to catch her breath.

“Ah… ngh…”

Ever since the incident where a knight from the Ducal household had approached her with a gift, Kailo had been showering her with far more valuable jewelry, as if mocking the silk ribbon Danny had given her. Yet, his habit of presenting these gifts during their intimate moments was undeniably peculiar.

Just like the silk ribbon, the gold and jeweled ornaments often ended up tangled in her disheveled hair before falling to the floor in a heap. In the end, all that remained were their bare bodies, entwined and inseparable.

Kailo leaned in, brushing his lips against her ear as he whispered, 

“Do you like it?”

“Y-yes…”

“It seems you do this time.”

Amelie wanted to protest. The sounds escaping her lips weren’t answers to his question.

In the mirror, the lower half of her body was clearly visible. Her legs were draped over the armrests of the chair, and her delicate, intimate flesh was being relentlessly filled by Kailo’s imposing presence.

As if to match the jewels he adorned her with, today’s undergarments were made of strings intricately woven with gems. Every time his length withdrew, glistening with her arousal, the jeweled strings shifted and sparkled, highlighting the lewd display.

The sight of his shaft, glistening and sliding between the strands of her jeweled lingerie, was indescribably obscene. No matter how much she tried to ignore what was happening, the vivid sensations made it impossible.

“Ah… ha…”

Her chest, adorned with glittering jewels, bounced with every movement. Kailo’s large hands roamed freely, kneading her soft curves and pinching her rosy peaks. Her hips bucked involuntarily as he continued his slow, deliberate rhythm.

“Ah! Kailo…”

“Yes, Amelie.”

Whenever she caught sight of herself in the mirror, her body would tighten around him, as if reacting instinctively. Kailo, feeling the sweet constriction, responded with deep satisfaction.

“Hah… ah…”

Wrapping his strong arms around her waist, he pressed against the spot that always made her shudder. Her reaction was immediate.

“Ahhh!”

Her head tilted back, her unfocused eyes staring into space as she gasped for air. The heat of her inner walls enveloped him completely, clinging to his every movement. Kailo, driven by his own desire, thrust into her with unrelenting force.

Amelie cried out, her body trembling as she reached her climax.