Prologue

“Sienna.”

A soft low voice settled into her drowsy ears. Sienna, who was muttering small sleepy complaints while twitching her closed eyelids, gradually awoke as she felt her body sinking more heavily.

‘Is it a dream?’

From behind her slightly raised eyelids, her dark green eyes, still not losing their drowsy light, blinked slowly. The monotonous pattern of the dormitory ceiling, which she saw every time she opened her eyes, was gone, and instead, her gaze was captured by the splendid paintings, golden sculptures, and a chandelier shining in the morning sunlight.

Not knowing what was going on, as she tossed and turned her sleep-drunken body, the familiar gentle voice reached her again.

“You’re awake?”

She was pulled into reality by his voice. As she slightly turned her head to look at the owner of the voice, Sienna’s eyes began to regain their sharp light. The handsome man, as if crafted by a god, and his pomegranate-like red and transparent eyes looking at her, finally made her recall the events of last night one by one.

Coming to the Duke’s villa near the academy together, getting excited by the whisper that there was vintage brandy in the basement, following him to his bedroom and drinking late into the night, then her gaze falling on his broad chest, and naturally reaching out to touch it at his urging….

Recalling up to that point, Sienna’s cheeks flushed instantly.

As if displeased with her prolonged thoughts, Eden lowered his head and gently bit Sienna’s neck. He, who had already left colorful marks on her neck from the night before, added yet another mark, and slowly raised his head, listening to her thin moan.

“Hmm….”

“Why are you thinking so much as soon as you wake up?”

Sienna, who was exhaling shallow breaths, stared blankly at the red eyes folding slowly into a crescent shape. 

Was this person really the Iron-Blooded Duke, the epitome of emotionlessness, Duke Felice? 

She should have been used to it by now, but there were still many times when it didn’t feel real.

Well, from the beginning, the fact that the Duke had been put up for auction and was won by her was an unrealistic event.

“Sienna.”

“…Duke.”

It was when she finally managed to answer, shaking off her drowsiness. Sienna, who was lying languidly against his body, suddenly flinched. Something hard was rubbing gently inside her.

“Huh? Wait, wait a minute. Still…?”

Was it still not removed? 

Come to think of it, she seemed to have fainted from the constant torment until dawn.

Embarrassed, she tried to turn her body, but it was no use. The organ, which had been moving slowly inside her as if to assert its presence, suddenly withdrew and then thrust back into her in an instant.

“Ahng!”

Sienna’s slender neck tilted back. Her toes curled with a dizzying pleasure, and the inside of her thighs trembled sweetly, recalling the excesses of the night before. Eden’s hand, which had ended Sienna’s question with a few thrusts, began to gently knead her ample br*ast.

“No, ah! Wait, huh, Duke!”

The pleasure transmitted up and down flowed along her spine. Sienna, who began to sway with his movements, hastily shook her head and grabbed Eden’s firm forearm.

“Duke, huh, stop, ah! Haang!”

“How can I stop when you like it so much, Sienna? I’m your slave.”

Eden whispered playfully, biting and sucking Sienna’s lips lightly. The breath released with a moan disappeared silently into his mouth.

“Hoo, and a slave’s duty is to please their master.”

“What slave! That’s, ugh, not it, …you’re a Slave Mate!”

What kind of slave acts like this! 

The person who used to grimace at just the sight of the end of the magical contract was gone, and now his shamelessness in even calling himself a slave was astonishing.

Despite Sienna’s protests, Eden did not stop his movements. His lips, which had been teasing her nape, slowly traveled up her skin.

After moving back and forth a few times inside her, where she tightly wrapped around his presence, Eden slightly withdrew his hips and turned Sienna’s body to face him.

As he re-entered the slippery inside, the welcoming entrance slowly clamped down on the column being pushed in. Even the slightest movement as he thrust in revealed her excitement just as much as his, with the overflowing juices.

He whispered, nibbling on her small, always flushed earlobe, as if it were sweet jelly whenever she was with him.

“So, do you dislike it?”

“It’s not that I dislike it…!”

Though the worry about whether this was alright continued to bother a corner of her mind, she certainly didn’t dislike it. After all, it was she who had first approached him like a pervert from the beginning.

“Haang, ah!”

“You’re sucking me in, asking for more down there. Stop pretending.”

At his thick whisper, Sienna’s cheeks flushed red. Seizing the moment, Eden took Sienna’s hand and brought it to his broad chest. Ultimately succumbing to his temptation, Sienna wrapped her arms around Eden’s neck, which was flushed with veins.

‘I don’t know anymore….’

The promised fortnight was almost coming to an end. Wouldn’t it be better to postpone other thoughts until then? She didn’t want to waste precious time just worrying.

Eden, whose eyes curved in satisfaction, obediently tilted his head at her weak strength pulling him with both arms. Their moist lips eagerly overlapped.