Elaine believed she was lucky. Her parents had abandoned her, leaving her an orphan, but fortune smiled on her when the Waylon ducal family took her in and made her their daughter.

From the moment she held Rahul Waylon’s hand, her new older brother, she never felt alone again. She had a family. She had a father, even if he wasn’t affectionate, and she had Rahul, who always took her side.

Elaine felt content with it all. More than content, she felt grateful. She never forgot her place.

‘A noblewoman’s duty is to marry her designated fiancé. When the time comes, I’ll accept whoever is chosen for me.’

She saw this as her way of repaying the ducal family for taking her in. It was the only thing she could do, so she accepted everything.

<I am Adrian Melton, assigned as your ladyship’s knight protector.>

Until she met him, she had never doubted her path. She thought she was ready to fulfill the marriage expected of any noblewoman, but love found her, too.

Adrian Melton. His tall frame, fiery red hair, and warm, dark eyes that felt as safe as a gentle night drew Elaine in.

She fell helplessly for Adrian. At first, she only glanced at him, but soon her heart followed, and eventually, she gave him her body.

Elaine lost herself in their affair, not realizing her brother had started to notice. She indulged in love with Adrian, unable to resist.

“Ah.”

A faint, sweet sound slipped through the small crack in the door. Rahul immediately understood what the wet, rhythmic slapping meant.

“Mmm! Adrian, ah.”

From the lovely, delicate voice, the name of the Waylon family’s knight slipped out.

Adrian Melton. The knight assigned to guard his sister, Elaine. Her voice, broken and gasping with pleasure, filled the air.

Creak.

Rahul pushed the door open a little further and stepped inside. He saw the two tangled together. The dress he’d chosen for Elaine’s twentieth birthday lay crushed on the worn bed.

“My lady. You’re getting good at taking my fingers now.”

Adrian’s hand, slick with her arousal, gently parted her golden curls and pushed deep into her entrance.

“Ah! There, mm.”

Elaine spread her legs wide, her body shuddering. Adrian’s hand, gripping her soft, pale thigh, glistened with her wetness.

“My lady. Elaine.”

Adrian’s voice, thick with desire, sounded rough. He spread her thighs wider and pressed his lips to her.

“Mmm!”

“My lady, you taste sharp but sweet.”

Adrian spoke filthily and extended his tongue, licking up the split between Elaine’s folds.

He moved slowly and deeply, his tongue pressing firmly against her swollen cl*toris.

“Ha! Ah!”

Elaine’s hips jerked as her trembling hand clutched the sheets. At the same time, Adrian buried his mouth at her entrance, sucking up the rush of her arousal.

“Ad-Adrian…”

Rahul watched in silence. He took in every detail: Elaine’s hands clutching Adrian’s red hair as she straddled his shoulders, her toes curling, her fluids soaking her thighs and bottom, and her small, pretty mouth crying out in pleasure.

He calmly burned every detail of his sister Elaine into his memory.

“Whew. My lady. Please let me put it in now.”

Adrian’s mouth glistened with her juices as he grinned. He tapped at his trousers, swollen to the point of bursting.

He was so hard that the fabric, soaked with prec*m, had darkened.

“Adrian—”

Elaine, her emerald eyes blurred with tears, looked up at Adrian and suddenly began to tremble.

“Ah…”

She froze, looking like she’d seen a ghost.

Creeeak.

Rahul pushed the door open all the way and looked at the startled Elaine, bringing a finger to his lips.

“Shh.”

“R-Rahul. O… Brother.”

Her voice shook. At the sound of Rahul’s footsteps, Adrian quickly turned, but it was too late.

Thud.

Rahul grabbed Adrian’s red hair and yanked him down.

“S-Young Duke!”

Adrian, startled, couldn’t say another word. This was the small cabin where the three of them had played as children. It had been over ten years since they’d all gathered here.

“Elaine. You should have kept quiet. Even in a secluded cabin in the woods, someone always hears if you make noise.”

At that moment, Elaine felt like her entire world had changed. She thought she had ruined all her happiness with her own hands and couldn’t stay still.

Adrian, the man she loved, trembled on the floor, and Rahul looked like he might kill him at any moment. Elaine knew she had to say something, anything.

“…B-Brother. Adrian did nothing wrong. I… I love him—”

“Shh. Didn’t you hear me tell you to be quiet, Elaine Waylon?”

“But…”

Rahul saw things differently. He frowned at Elaine’s sudden defiance. She had always been the obedient little sister, but now she had changed.

‘Was it after she met Adrian?’

He had rescued her from that hellish Liam Orphanage and raised her with care.

“She’s never disobeyed me like this before.”

Elaine didn’t listen to his warnings. She kept trying to fix the situation, and Rahul found it intolerable.

“I…”

Rahul grabbed the thigh Adrian had just been holding.

“Ah.”

Elaine, still flushed from pleasure, reacted to her brother’s touch, her hips jerking. She squeezed her eyes shut, unable to understand why her body responded even now. Most of all, she couldn’t accept her reaction to her brother’s hand.

But Rahul pressed on, relentless.

“The Elaine I knew was never like this.”

He gently rubbed her damp curls with his long fingers. The golden hair, darkened and slick, glistened. Rahul wiped away the string of fluid that stretched from her hair to his fingertip, then looked down at Adrian on the floor.

“How dare you.”

Rahul ground his teeth and stomped on Adrian’s hand. Adrian gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Rahul suddenly smiled, his lips curling. He pressed his fingers, still slick, deep into Elaine’s entrance.

“Mmm!”

Elaine twisted, her body shuddering at the sudden penetration. Rahul added another finger, scraping her inner walls and drawing out more of her arousal until Elaine’s mind went blank.

“Hah, b-brother! Mmm!”

She wanted to stop Rahul, but she couldn’t muster any strength. All she could do was twist helplessly, her body trembling.

“Elaine… I can’t just let this go.”

“Mmm, w-wait…!”

Elaine clung to her brother’s arm, her thighs trembling, tears welling in her eyes.

“What would Father think if he found out?”

“Young Duke!”

Adrian, still unable to look away from Rahul, begged desperately, grabbing at his trouser leg.

“In that case, shall I make a suggestion?”

“Hah.”

Rahul tore open Elaine’s blouse, exposing her chest. Her soft, springy flesh bounced free, and he grabbed it, licking her pink n*pple without hesitation.

“Ahh, mm.”

His tongue pressed and flicked her n*pple, then he took it between his teeth and bit down, making Elaine cry out even louder.

“Ahhh!”

“Well, Elaine. Are you enjoying being violated by another man in front of your lover?”

Adrian trembled as he clung to Rahul’s trousers, gripping so tightly the veins on his hand threatened to burst.

“Kh…”

Rahul, grinding his teeth, smiled as he stomped on Adrian’s thigh. Then, with the tip of his shoe, he pressed down on Adrian’s bulging er*ction.

“Ugh.”

“Even though your woman is being violated by her brother, you’re still hard.”

Rahul thrust three fingers into Elaine at once, pumping quickly and making wet, squelching sounds. Her fluids splattered onto the sheets.

“Ah.”

“I can’t separate you two, as filthy as you are.”

Rahul brushed Elaine’s sweat-soaked forehead and kissed her.

Smack. His lips parted, leaving a string of saliva.

“Do it in front of me.”

With those words, Rahul pulled his hand out of Elaine. The pleasure that had filled her vanished, leaving her entrance gaping. Her fluids still dripped in thick streams from her unsatisfied body.