Chapter 6

In the Empire, when couples divorced legally, there was a mandatory grace period. After filing for divorce, if neither spouse raised objections during the minimum 30-day period, the divorce would be peacefully accepted.

Noble marriages were unions between families that involved large sums of money in the form of dowries. Therefore, divorce involved many issues like property division, business settlements, and various other matters, hence this minimum period was designated to resolve these issues.

“Ugh… hic, sob!”

As this was a strictly enforced law, Rose and Maverick naturally accepted it. They submitted their divorce papers exactly one week after Maverick requested the divorce.

“Open your throat. Don’t use your teeth.”

Maverick frowned his handsome brow while looking down at the woman kneeling before him. He couldn’t help feeling languid. After all, Rose had his c*ck in her mouth.

Who could have imagined that the most noble woman in this land aside from the imperial princess would be beneath him with his c*ck in her mouth? Moreover, it happened because she insisted on doing it.

As her throat gradually opened, pressing against his gl*ns and sh*ft, Maverick grimaced with a ‘kmph.’ It felt like he might *jaculate straight into her throat if he wasn’t careful.

However, when he saw blood trickling from her slightly torn lips, he went cold.

Maverick pulled out his c*ck without hesitation. A long silver thread stretched from Rose’s lips. With a blindfold over her eyes and a blank expression like an idiot, she looked up at him, and Maverick forcefully suppressed the urge to *jaculate that arose when their eyes met.

His teeth clenched.

“…Is it so hard to understand when I say don’t use your teeth?”

“Mmn, ah, sob, I’m sorry…”

Maverick’s foot pressed firmly against her p*ssy. Rose trembled violently before her fragile body vibrated.

“Getting wet while sucking d*ck, I can’t even say you’re in heat anymore.”

“Nh, Mav…rick… I’m, ah, cum, c*mming, nnngh!”

Finally, Rose reached climax beneath Maverick. He could see the woman collapsed between his legs.

‘But there’s a condition. If you definitely agree to it, I’ll send you away right after the grace period ends.’

She was truly an incomprehensible woman. He thought that when he demanded divorce, maybe, just maybe, she would refuse once. But she accepted it so easily at that moment. As if she could do it so readily.

The condition she set was this:

‘Sleep with me until the grace period ends. Don’t skip even one day. Don’t go anywhere else.’

‘……’

‘It’s going to the imperial family anyway, right? Let’s be just the two of us until then.’

It was truly a lewd and obscene wish. Maverick finally accepted through gritted teeth. It was because he read in Rose’s eyes her desire to do it to her heart’s content one last time.

Was she saying she was only interested in his body until the end?

Or maybe she meant to play with the toy that fell into her hands until the very end before throwing it away.

Thus, Maverick and Rose began their unsolicited seclusion. They were truly together all day, except when sleeping, eating and bathing. They spent more time joined than not.

Even bathing was done together in a prepared tub, so they really were stuck together except when sleeping and eating.

He lost track of how time passed. If Maverick felt this way, Rose must have felt it even more intensely. Because on his orders, she always wore a blindfold.

“Ah, ahh, ah! Harder, harder! Ah, aaahn!”

“Kuh, stop, relax.”

“Ah, I’m, cum, c*mming, ngh, ah! Ahh aah!”

Slap slap. By now it was ordinary for his huge c*ck to fully enter her. Somehow, Rose’s p*ssy was tight every time he entered. And it always squeezed his c*ck like it would bite it off.

He could feel Rose looking at him, drunk in pleasure. The hazy eyes beneath the blindfold that had slipped off at some point. Desire pooled beneath her green eyes.

‘Nice to meet you. You’ve seen me once before, right?’

The day Rose went to the Imperial Palace, the day he resolved to tell her everything… That afternoon, a guest visited the Clematis mansion. It was Lady Salematia.

Maverick hadn’t gone to the tavern as Rose had wished, to greet her. Since he didn’t know when Rose would return, there was no way he could go anywhere.

It wasn’t a bad feeling. He thought if Rose smiled brightly knowing he had waited, that alone might quell some of the anger he had been harboring. He even thought that perhaps someday, with time, this fire of rage might disappear from his chest.

That was until Natalie Salematia visited the Clematis mansion looking for Maverick.

Unlike her pure face, she attempted subtle seduction, saying she couldn’t forget Maverick’s face since first seeing him that day. Because she had brought a butler and maid just in case, disgust was evident on their faces as they stood behind Natalie.

The problematic remarks didn’t end there, and occurred when the maid and butler briefly left.

‘Rose and I were close. We called each other by name, shared men too. Ah, you know about how we played around promiscuously, you know?’

‘I wonder. I don’t particularly think my wife shares your tastes.’

At Maverick’s words, shame flashed across Natalie’s face. Her anger was clear at being insulted by a man far beneath her station as a Marquis’s daughter. It was so boringly obvious that she wasn’t worth dealing with.

Perhaps it would have been better if Rose Clematis’s face had been like this woman’s, so like a blank canvas.

‘Why do you think that’s not true? Rose must be at the masquerade ball by now.’

‘If you’re going to keep mentioning things that aren’t true, please leave.’

‘Why do you think it’s not true? She went to the masquerade ball to ask about her ex-lover.’

‘……’

Maverick knew well what kind of life Rose had lived before marrying him. How could he not know? She was a figure who was loved, envied, and sometimes hated out of jealousy by all the nobles in the capital.

He thought it was nonsense, but Maverick failed to respond in time. The corners of Natalie’s pure lips curved up maliciously.

‘She has so much yet takes interest in so many things. And quickly loses interest, discarding things so easily and simply. How many times do you think I’ve seen this?’

You were just one of them, she implied.

‘Ask her if you don’t believe me. I may hate her, but I haven’t said anything untrue.’

‘……’

‘How pitiful. It’s just your turn to be thrown away this time.’

Because I thought that would be more cruel to you. Her clear voice contained pleasure. She was enjoying stabbing him with the thorns she couldn’t direct at Rose. It was distorted anger and hatred.

‘Ask Rose if she answers truthfully.’

Natalie left after saying these words. As if she had accomplished everything she came for.

That evening, from the afternoon after Natalie left until evening, Maverick waited in front of Rose’s room. He thought it wouldn’t be true.

‘She probably did go to the masquerade hall.’

Even after marrying him, Rose went to masquerade balls not infrequently. But she had never met men there or spent the night. This was an accurate fact.