“How is it?”

“What… exactly are you saying?”

Though Maverick tried to speak normally, Rose noticed his voice had clearly deepened. She tried not to burst out laughing.

“Isn’t it a husband’s duty to check if his wife is sexually aroused? Of course, pleasing his wife is also part of it.”

“You should have written that in the marriage vows.”

Even while he’s speaking gruffly, Maverick’s gaze remained fixed on the female s*x he was seeing for the first time. Though highly aroused, Rose wasn’t satisfied with just that.

“Hah… I should have. I should have written down the methods too…”

“…I really don’t know what to say.”

A smile spread across lips as red as her hair.

“Then there’s no need to speak.”

After all, your lips exist for something else right now.

Rose reached out and spread her already parted outer l*bia further apart. Seeing the man’s brow furrow even deeper as he looked at her s*x sent an electrifying thrill through her.

‘Was being watched always felt this good?’

But Rose wouldn’t be satisfied with just this. She spread her inner l*bia as well, showing everything.

Maverick’s gaze wandered confusedly over the different parts of her s*x.

From her cl*toris, which was only half-swollen without being touched yet, past the small urethra below, to her v*ginal entrance that was dripping wet with excitement.

The crimson-tinged hole twitched at its slick entrance. Each time it did, love juices smoothly flowed out past her perineum down to her b*ttocks.

It was clearly begging for a man, so much so that even Rose herself was a bit surprised. She couldn’t understand why she was this aroused.

“This is my favorite spot. When I pleasure myself alone, like this…”

Rose brought one finger to her entrance. She didn’t need to insert it. The juices that had already leaked out thoroughly wet her fingertip. Then she brought that finger to her cl*toris.

When her finger made contact, the smooth membrane trembled with almost painful pleasure. Nngh… an uncontrollable moan escaped Rose’s lips. As if entranced, Rose moved her finger.

“Ah, I… when I… haa… roll this spot, soon…”

“What an impressive sight. To think Lady Clematis would expose her br*asts and s*x in an office and m*sturbate.”

‘Right…’

At this rate, she really might climax by her own hand.

‘Wow, I’m m*sturbating in front of my husband.’

How had she not known?

‘That I’m m*sturbating in front of Maverick!’

To think something could be this exciting!

But surprisingly, Rose still had some common sense left.

More precisely, if she came alone like this in front of Maverick, then from now on he might…

‘He might think I’m crazy and refuse to look at me altogether!’

…such sensible thoughts occurred to her.

Of course, if she were really thinking sensibly, she would have realized running here in nightclothes was wrong from the start, but such proper thoughts didn’t cross her mind.

Anyway, Rose therefore exercised superhuman restraint and moved her fingers moderately.

And she tried her best to draw Maverick in as the main actor of this stage.

“Haa… but… until just now… the one sucking my br*asts… was you… nnh!”

There was no way proper words could come out in such an urgent moment.

Fortunately, Maverick wasn’t completely dense.

Maverick twisted his lips, frustrated. Then instead of storming out, he knelt before Rose.

His hot breath directly hit her s*x, now thoroughly wet with *rousal. In that moment, Rose nearly reached *rgasm just from that hot breath.

Just as Rose, unable to hold back any longer, was about to rub her cl*t hard with her fingers,

“Then I should take responsibility until the end.”

Saying that, Maverick knocked Rose’s hand away. Before she could feel disappointed, something hot and soft touched her cl*t.

“Ah…!”

He was truly an amazing man. She hadn’t expected him to suck such a sensitive spot so forcefully and roughly.

Thankfully he didn’t use his teeth like he had on her neck and br*asts, but it was still too intense a stimulation for her swollen flesh. She felt like she might lose her mind.

“Aaah!”

Her already aroused body crumbled helplessly. Rose forced her eyes to stay open as they tried to close.

For some unknown reason, she wanted to see what expression Maverick was making at that moment.

Surprisingly, Maverick was staring intensely at her. With his face buried between her legs, while sucking her cl*t. Not blinking once.

Thinking he might want to watch his enemy come undone by his actions until the end, Rose…

‘I didn’t know I was such a pervert.’

Became even more aroused by that gaze.

“Aaaahn!”

She cried out with moans she didn’t usually make while her whole body trembled. It had been a very long time, no, it was the first time she’d been this aroused by f*replay.

Rose lay sprawled on the desk, panting as if she’d just had actual intercourse, and thought,

‘If I can get this aroused just from an inexperienced f*replay, what would being penetrated be like?’

Just thinking about it made her hole twitch. Rose licked her lips and spread her legs that had slightly closed again.

“Now, Maverick… it’s time to learn the real thing… Maverick?”

But the man had already moved away from between her legs. Looking around reflexively, Rose found Maverick walking toward the door, his face already composed.

“…Maverick?”

Maverick spoke as if nothing had happened.

“I have a meeting at 3, so I’ll be going.”

Before the dumbfounded Rose could say anything, Maverick left the room.

Rose was slightly taken aback by the suddenly cold atmosphere. Why? Why suddenly? We were doing so well! Let’s go all the way…!

‘No, at least make up a better excuse! What meeting happens at 3 AM!’

But Maverick was already gone.

‘…I’ve been had.’

Rose instinctively knew there was nothing more she could do. Well, it was only their first day, wasn’t it? Besides, this wasn’t going to be the end. There were countless days ahead of them.

Rose counted what she needed to do from now on.

First. Seduce husband.

Second. Touch husband’s chest again.

Third. Spend the night with husband.

Fourth. Make it hot.

It was a plan by the bed, for the bed, toward the bed.

‘Good. Excellent plan.’

Rose clenched and unclenched her hand. Until just moments ago, it had been caressing his firm, soft chest.

“…His chest… it really kills me.”

As Rose muttered aloud, she turned her head at a sudden stinging sensation. There, for some reason, stood Maverick who had just left, holding documents.

‘Oh.’

And he was glaring at her quite fiercely too. Rose became a bit self-conscious. If she’d known he was listening, she would have given better praise. Something like your chest is f*cking amazing… or I want to touch your chest again, it was that good.

Thinking of clearly teasing remarks, Rose gazed at him like an obedient cat. I mustn’t startle him. Now was the time to act like a proper lady.

However, Rose couldn’t say a single word.

Because his face showed cold contempt. A familiar look.

Rose blinked.

The space between her legs grew hot and tingly. Why? A shiver ran down her spine.

Ridiculously, she was getting aroused by that face.

‘Wow, even that expression looks sexy.’

Maverick turned and left without saying a word. Rose blankly stared at the open door.

Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had to acknowledge it. Many things had changed.

Rose clenched and unclenched her hand again. His chest hadn’t just felt good.

It was warm.

And his heart was beating. Though not as fast and intense as her own, she could clearly feel that he was alive.

It wasn’t cold, nor pierced by swords and arrows. From the start, he wasn’t someone who deserved such treatment. He had only chosen death because of his connection to her.

How foolish. Even though he couldn’t erase his hatred for Rose, he still tried to save her life.

Rose traced the marks Maverick had left, which had made her body hot but hadn’t led to actual intercourse, and blinked slowly.

There was one more thing to do.

Fifth. Visit Father.

And number six.

I will uncover the secrets about Maverick, Father, and my death.

‘Number seven. I will settle everything.’

Rose quietly wiped the tears flowing down her cheeks.

* * *

The next day.

When Rose woke up late in the morning and came to the dining room, she felt that the atmosphere towards her had changed strangely. The servants didn’t dare gossip about Rose. There were just more people being cautious around her.

Rose soon knew why. Last night, quite a few people had seen her running to Maverick’s room in her nightgown and barefoot. Moreover, they seemed to have eagerly shared what they saw with others. As a result, by morning, strange gazes followed her.

They weren’t looking at her as if she was strange or ridiculous. The dignity and authority Rose had built wasn’t so thin as to disappear with one odd act. They just had curious faces.

Especially since she came out of Maverick’s room at such a late hour.

“The most prevalent rumor is that you’ve finally decided to declare divorce this time.”

Standing before Rose after her meal was a woman in a neat feminine suit wearing pointed glasses.

The sharp, urbane-looking woman was Rose’s aide, Kathleen Vanderwall.

“Is there anything else?”

“No. The reactions are similar, just varying in degree.”

Rose responded while casually resting her chin on the dining table.

In her hand, the documents Kathleen had handed her fluttered limply.