Side Story 1 (Part 4)

“Hmph.”

The thrusting was so intense it felt like she might lose her mind, and Olivie gasped for breath. Her mind went blank, unable to think of anything. The loosely tied corset made breathing difficult, but perhaps that only heightened her ar*usal.

Olivie moved up and down frantically.

“Hah.”

Following her movements, Robin persistently scraped against her inner walls and pounded his m*mber inside.

The carriage was already filled with lewd sounds from the w*tness below. The bumpy road made the carriage jolt continuously, causing Olivie to feel even more stimulated for no reason.

“Ha.”

She gazed at him with eyes hazy from pl*asure.

“Move up and down.”

As Olivie, who had been taking him in while scraping her sensitive inner walls, moved slightly up and down at his words.

“Ha.”

Robin bit his lower lip, resting the back of his head against the carriage wall.

At that short moan, Olivie raised her knees a bit, taking him deeper. Then she moved back and forth on top of him as if riding a horse, placing her hands on the seat she had slightly leaned back into, shaking her body as he instructed.

Naturally, she tightened further, and his sh*ft scraped her v*ginal walls.

But before she could start moving properly, he embraced her, pulling her waist and began moving rapidly. With the up-and-down motion, Olivie was left dazed, sobbing in his arms.

Her mind felt dizzy.

She wished this stimulation would end soon, yet at the same time, hoped it would continue, thinking such crazy thoughts as she gasped for breath. Just then, an unusual sound came from the coachman’s seat.

“Huh? Huh? Please, be careful!”

Almost simultaneously with the ominous sign and before Emory’s words could finish:

Thud-!

Crash-

“……”

The rear wheel broke.

Of all places, it was right under where she and he were entwined.

* * *

The Tanner couple, who had gone down to their estate, broke the carriage on their way back to the capital city. For that reason, the two were still on the road, with the capital city just ahead. Looking at the carriage with the completely ruined rear wheel.

“Phew.”

Olivie brushed back her hair. The wheel, which was intact when they left the estate, had been battered by rocks and days of rain, completely stuck in the softened mud. Moreover, it was half-broken with a crash.

“Seriously.”

Olivie let out a troubled sigh and crouched in front of the rear wheel. What on earth was happening? She couldn’t hide her bewilderment at experiencing something like this for the first time. 

A broken wheel? No! 

‘To enjoy lovemaking to the point of breaking a wheel!’

An uncle and aunt who couldn’t hold back their lust on their way to attend their niece’s debutante ball. 

‘If this were to become a rumor in society…’ 

It would be impossible to show her face. 

‘Oh, my head.’

Olivie pressed her forehead. 

“What on earth should we do about this?” 

She hugged her knees with a dismal expression. 

Now that it had come to this, all the effort she put into getting ready was meaningless. By the time they repaired the carriage wheel and entered the capital, the banquet would already be over. 

‘It’s ruined.’

Olivie covered her face with her hands. 

She felt terribly sorry for Fiona, who must have been eagerly waiting for her, and for Emily, who had pleaded with her to come. 

Looking at the gifts and luggage piled high on the carriage, Olivie let out a long sigh. 

The current situation, ruined so hopelessly, left her feeling both empty and dejected. 

‘Damn it.’

Sighing deeply while looking at the wheel, Olivie buried her face between her knees but soon snapped her head up to glare at Robin. 

‘That culprit, devil!’ 

But she couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud, so she just shot daggers at him with her eyes. 

“Hmm.” 

As if he didn’t notice Olivie’s gaze, Robin calmly stood beside her, lifting her fallen shoulder strap back into place. 

Then, with a thoughtful expression, he examined the carriage. 

“It’s quite badly broken.”

He then made a thoughtful sound and stroked his chin.  

“The rocks are part of it, but getting stuck in the mud seems to be the main cause.”

‘I didn’t ask.’  

When Olivie looked up at him intently, Robin looked down at her just as intently.  

“……”  

“……”  

Even though he must have felt Olivie’s glaring eyes, Robin just smiled.  

“Don’t worry, Emory has gone to the village, so he’ll soon bring someone…”  

“I will!”  

Olivie, suddenly feeling a surge of heat at Robin’s calm demeanor while he crossed his arms and watched her, shouted and stood up.  

“Really! I told you not to!”  

“Hmm, did you?”  

But Robin tilted his head slightly as if hearing it for the first time.  

“It seemed like you were the one who pushed me down and climbed on top instead of doing it from behind.”

With a very serious expression, he made a slightly suggestive gesture by hooking his right index and middle fingers into his left index finger. At that obsc*ne gesture, Olivie stomped her foot.  

“Robin!”  

“Alright, alright.”  

Olivie, raising her voice as she looked around, approached Robin closely. Robin, smiling as if even that was cute, came closer to her, lifted her fallen right shoulder strap again, and lightly kissed her temple.

“It’s not a big deal. The carriage can be fixed, and the banquet isn’t just today. Besides, we’ve already sent plenty of gifts and servants from the Tanner family. Your absence won’t be felt.”  

“……”  

“It’s not like they wouldn’t understand the unavoidable circumstances.”

His soothing voice continued.  

But still feeling upset, Olivie pressed her forehead and glanced back at the carriage wheel.

Yes, if it wasn’t a big deal, then it wasn’t a big deal.  

The carriage wheel reinforced with iron on wood breaking was more common than one might think.  

However,  

“It’s not just any banquet; it’s a debutante.”  

Olivie dropped her shoulders in disappointment.  

“A once-in-a-lifetime event.”  

Then, as if he had been curious, Robin raised his head.  

“Is a debutante that important?”  

His face showed he couldn’t understand. It was as if he was asking if it wasn’t just like any other banquet, and Olivie nodded vigorously.  

“Of course! It’s very important.”  

“Really?”  

“For young ladies, a debutante is the most important event in the world. It marks the age when they can officially enter society and be recognized as adults.”  

“It’s not like you have to do that to be recognized…”  

“But that’s not the point.”  

Olivie shook her head firmly.  

“It might be something men can’t understand, but all the etiquette and lessons we learn from a young age are tailored for this day.”  

Therefore, the coming-of-age ceremony and debutante become synonymous with liberation for young ladies. It means they can escape tedious lessons and simply wait for the day they can blossom beautifully.  

Moreover…  

“Moreover, there’s the Queen’s gift for the most outstanding lady of the year, and the debutante prank where any wish must be granted. It’s like a delightful gift day for the ladies. Everyone’s happy.”  

As Olivie smiled, recalling the excitement of that moment, he seemed to catch her smile and smiled along.  

“How was your debutante?”  

“……”  

For a moment, Olivie, who hadn’t expected him to ask about her debutante, stared at him with wide eyes.  

No way.  

“Surely you haven’t forgotten, have you?”

“What?”  

Robin looked at her with a puzzled expression.  

Realizing from his face that he had completely forgotten, Olivie put her hands on her hips and raised her head.  

“You’re the one who ruined my debutante.”  

“…I did?”  

Robin’s eyes wavered, unable to find focus, as if he was genuinely confused by Olivie’s words. Seeing his expression, Olivie felt suddenly deflated, realizing he really didn’t remember. With a deep sigh, she plopped down on the carriage’s footrest.  

“At that time, I begged you for just one kiss, but you didn’t do it.”  

“……”  

As Robin pondered over Olivie’s dejected words, he lightly tapped his palm with his fist.  

“Oh, the earrings.”  

“‘Oh, the earrings’?”  

Feeling a sudden urge to smack that annoying mouth of his, Olivie glared at him and spoke.  

“Yes, those earrings. My debutante prank.”  

“Ah, I didn’t know it ruined it because of that.”  

With a smirk and an understanding expression, Robin prompted Olivie to voice an old curiosity.  

“But why didn’t you do it back then?”  

“……”  

“Just a light kiss would have sufficed.”

Recalling a time that still made her ears burn with embarrassment, Olivie asked, and Robin replied as if it were obvious.  

“Because you were too young then.”  

“Is that really the reason?”  

“Yes.”  

Olivie dropped her shoulders as if she were disappointed.  

“I told you back then. To come back when you’re older. When you’re older, I’ll give you whatever you want.”  

“……”  

“And when you did come back older, I think I gave you everything?”

‘Oppa, do you want to sleep with me?’  

As the memories of that day floated up, Olivie shook her head and looked at him.  

“I thought it was because you didn’t like me.”  

“No way.”  

Robin laughed as if it was absurd.  

“How could I dislike you? You were my first love.”  

“……”  

What is he saying now?  

“I was your first love?”  

“Yes. Didn’t I tell you? I liked you for a long time.”  

“…When? Since when did you like me?”  

“Let’s see.”

Robin smiled and slightly furrowed his brow.  

“When was it?”  

“What?”  

“……”  

“I got excited for nothing…”  

“Since the first time I saw you?”  

Olivie slightly opened her mouth at Robin’s shrugging words.  

With an expression that seemed to say it was unbelievable, Olivie’s eyes widened. Watching her intently, he smiled confidently.  

“That’s right.”  

“……”  

“It was from then.”