5.6

Leon, unable to suppress his desires, loosened his trousers and pushed his manhood inside the woman.  

“D*mn it.”  

Once again, he cursed under his breath through gritted teeth.  

The sensation of entering a woman after so long felt incredible. Her thoroughly moistened intimate area gripped him so tightly it seemed as though it might tear, melting his body with pleasure.  

Especially when he heard Ellen’s m*ans, he felt an overwhelming excitement. Yet, at the same time, he despised himself.  

He felt pathetic, consumed by desire against his will. His resolve to uphold his principles had crumbled entirely. He was nothing more than a beast succumbing to instinct.  

But what did it matter if he was a beast? Before the intense pleasure, Leon didn’t care what he became.  

“Ahhh!”  

Even though she had cl*maxed earlier, Ellen found it difficult to accommodate his manhood after so long. As she furrowed her brow and moaned, Leon showered kisses on her lips.  

Ellen accepted his kisses while enduring the dull ache she hadn’t felt in ages.  

Despite his l*stful gaze, Leon moved slowly, pulling out and entering her again, as if to be considerate. But as Ellen’s eyes grew hazy, his movements became more vigorous.  

The pace quickened, and he penetrated deeper, targeting her most sensitive spots. The pain gradually transformed into pleasure.  

“Ahh… slower, please.”  

His thr*sts were so deep and strong that Ellen’s chest shook, and her body slightly bounced. The overwhelming sensation coursing through her entire being made her mind go blank.  

Her hands clung to his shoulders, gripping tighter and tighter. She wasn’t sure how many scratches her nails left on his back as she continued to rake them across his skin.  

“Ugh!”  

Leon groaned as he released his pent-up desire inside her. Ellen, too, cried out in ecstasy, taking in everything he had poured into her. Her insides were filled with his seed.  

As Leon lifted her, his manhood slipped out, and mixed fl*ids dripped from her intimate area.  

The urge to confine Ellen in the villa and spend the entire day buried inside her surged. But he knew he had to stop here for today, forcing himself to suppress his still-*rect manhood.  

Leaving some longing behind would ensure another opportunity would arise.  

“Haa… are you satisfied?”  

Leon’s soft voice, accompanied by shallow breaths, reached Ellen’s ears. Her dazed eyes finally regained focus.  

As their gazes met, Leon smiled gently and retrieved a handkerchief from his discarded clothes. He then carefully wiped away the fl*ids that had spilled.  

Ah… is it over?  

Ellen, slowly regaining her senses, stared blankly at Leon. The lingering sensation of his presence remained in her lower body.  

The blissful moment felt far too short. She thought he could go further, but Leon seemed intent on stopping here.  

Ellen extended her hand, slowly reaching for Leon. Just as she was about to grab him, her hand froze. Her rationality returned, and her face flushed red in an instant.  

She lowered her head, unable to meet Leon’s gaze.  

I’ve made a mistake…  

Intoxicated by pleasure and his seduction, she had lost her composure. She had intended to reject him but couldn’t. She felt as though she had given in to his temptation far too easily.  

No, it was harder to push him away because he was someone she had liked. Just like the last time they had been intimate, rejecting his advances was almost impossible for Ellen.  

Leon, too, must have sensed this to approach her so boldly.  

Now all my efforts to reject him seemed futile! Am I really this weak-willed?  

As her rationality returned, Ellen regretted her intimacy with Leon. She worried he might mistake her acceptance for forgiveness, thinking her heart had been unburdened.  

The body was one thing, but the heart was another. While her body was drawn to Leon, she still hesitated about their relationship.  

Now I can’t criticize Donna. If I did, I’d be just like her—a woman who could share intimacy without love.  

Ellen, consumed by self-reproach, paused for a moment.  

Wait… he might already think I’m a frivolous woman. After all, we had broken up, and there was no need to maintain my image.  

“I dream of Melchia’s free love. So don’t take what happened today to heart. Just because we slept together doesn’t mean we’re starting over.”  

Ellen spoke as if it were no big deal.  

She had been shocked when reading Donna’s letter, but now she felt grateful. Labeling herself as a frivolous woman made her discomfort slightly more bearable.  

“I understand. Still, I’m glad my body at least appeals to your heart.”  

Leon chuckled. His satisfied expression irritated Ellen, and she glared at him. Seeing this, he added,  

“Next time, I’ll make it even more enjoyable for you.”  

Ellen found his relaxed smile strangely annoying. Yet, she didn’t refute his words.  

***

From that point onward, Ellen deliberately avoided Leon. If she happened to encounter him, she pretended to be busy, using Anna as a shield. If their eyes met, she quickly looked away.  

Though she had declared their relationship to be purely physical, she couldn’t accept the idea of being in such a relationship.  

She told herself it was an impulsive mistake, but Ellen felt pathetic. To prevent herself from making another mistake, she decided to avoid Leon altogether.  

If he tried to seduce her again, she doubted she could resist. And she still hesitated about starting over with him.  

Unlike Ellen, Leon seemed unaffected. He behaved as usual, even appearing more relaxed. Watching him made Ellen feel as though she was the only one fretting over him.  

“Did you fight with Sir Leon?”  

Ellen tried her best not to show it, but even Madame Popper, who was usually oblivious, asked if they had quarreled.  

“No, not at all.”  

“Don’t fight. I was hoping to ask him if he could become an investor.”  

After weeks of discussions with the villagers, they had fortunately come up with some viable business ideas.  

They believed they could improve the quality of milk and produce sweet fruits by grafting berry varieties from the forest.  

The problem was finding an investor. Madame Popper subtly hinted that she wished Leon could invest.  

Though she didn’t know much about the Guilford family, she assumed Leon, as a noble living in Melchia, must be wealthy.  

“What? Asking him to be an investor doesn’t seem appropriate. He’s an Imperial Knight.”  

While the Guilford family was wealthy and Leon could invest, Ellen flatly rejected the idea with an absurd excuse.  

She felt she couldn’t afford to get more entangled with Leon. She even motioned for Madame Popper to lower her voice, worried Leon might overhear their conversation.  

“Oh dear, I guess Imperial Knights can’t invest. Well, that’s unfortunate.”  

Madame Popper looked at Ellen regretfully.  

“I’ll head to the forest to pick more berries.”  

Fearing any further conversation involving Leon, Ellen quickly grabbed a basket.  

While others didn’t seem to care, Ellen couldn’t help but flinch whenever Leon’s name was mentioned after their intimacy.  

No, I need to pull myself together.  

Ellen hurried toward the forest, hoping no one would follow her.