Theo sat quietly beside me, not saying a word. We spent some time just looking at the garden together. Eventually, I had to break the silence; I couldn’t help it. My body began to heat up.

“Isn’t it almost time for Cane?

“I spoke to Cane. I wanted to talk to you.”

I didn’t feel like talking right now. Mornings were meant for peace, a time for my mind to drift, where time seemed to fade away and my body melted into sensations that felt like I was falling apart.

It was strange to hear Theo say that he had asked Cane for permission. It seemed more in character for him to have threatened me instead.

If I could resist my body’s instincts, a conversation with Theo might be more productive. I decided to hold back for a while. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out forever, but I figured I could try to hold out as long as possible while we talked. After all, I had a lot of questions for him.

“This villa is beautiful.”

“I know.”

Theo replied calmly, acknowledging the compliment.

“How did you manage to buy a villa in Seyon? Does Arkel know you own a place here?”

I asked, blurting out the questions that had been on my mind before I completely lost focus.

“No, they don’t know.”

“What?!”

I almost spat out my coffee in shock.

“How… why…”

“I made a deal with the King of Seyon.”

Theo said, his calm demeanor making it sound like an everyday occurrence. It almost made me feel like I should casually reply, “Oh, I see. Well done!” But what he was hinting at was far more serious – Theo was deeply involved in Seyon without the King of Arkel knowing. I suddenly realized that Theo was far more cunning and dangerous than I had ever imagined.

“Theo, you are… a Duke of Arkel, aren’t you?”

“Just because I’m a duke doesn’t mean I can’t have a villa in Seyon.”

“No, that’s not what I meant… Of course, in other countries, it’s no big deal. But if other nobles found out that you had such a large mansion here, wouldn’t it cause unnecessary misunderstandings? There might be rumors that Seyon’s military secrets are being leaked, or… what if they think you are a spy?”

I asked, growing increasingly worried.

I had assumed that Theo would have received royal approval from Arkel – it seemed the logical thing to do.

“It won’t happen,” he said bluntly, cutting off my worries. His confidence left me speechless. Politics was too complicated for me to give any useful advice anyway.

“What did you want to talk about?”

I asked, deciding to steer the conversation in a different direction. There was no point in worrying about Theo. If he was ever accused of espionage in Arkel and subjected to a thorough investigation, the villa in Seyon would eventually be discovered. And if I was lucky, I might be caught up in it and rescued.

“Just things like that,” he said, as if it were nothing. “Since you’ve moved rooms, I thought you might have a lot of questions.”

“I do. How did your mother meet Brian, Artist in Seyon?”

“It’s a long story.”

“It’s OK.”

“I don’t think you’ll find it OK.”

Theo’s big hand gently stroked my slightly flushed cheek. He knew how I felt.

“Then how about I ask another question that you can answer quickly? Do servants live here?”

“Hmm.”

Theo gave a vague answer, leaving me unsure if it was a yes or a no. Just as I was about to ask again, he spoke.

“They’re here, but you won’t see them.”

“Why? Have they been made invisible by magic or something?”

I scoffed, finishing the last sip of my coffee.

“They weren’t supposed to wander around unnecessarily and be a nuisance. That was part of the contract.”

“But if I’m going to be living here for a lifetime, I’ll probably run into them at some point. Maybe it’s better to introduce myself in advance.”

I deliberately used the word ‘lifetime’ to please him.

“If that happens even once, I’ll have to replace them.”

“Why?”

“Because they’ve seen you.”

I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should argue with his strange logic or just let it go. In the end, I decided to let it slide. From his attitude, it seemed like Theo didn’t fully trust the maids or servants, which could turn out to be another opportunity for me.

“Well, I’ll have to be extra careful not to run into them. I wouldn’t want someone to lose their job because of me.”

I joked. My tone was exaggerated. Theo smiled, his lips quirking. I returned his smile, but then I furrowed my brow and scolded him.

“You still don’t trust me, do you?”

I said with a hint of disappointment. Theo rubbed the ends of his eyebrows and shook his head gently.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you; let’s just say I’m cautious.”

“Well, I don’t like men who are overly cautious.”

I responded with a soft gasp. By now the heat had built up inside me and my vision was starting to blur. I felt like I was sinking deeper into the sofa.

“So Cane isn’t coming today, is he?”

“Right.”

As he slowly leaned over me, I tried to raise my hands to unzip my dress, but they kept slipping, my grip weak. So Theo put his hand over mine, gently grasping the small zip and slowly pulling it down. I lifted my hips to help him remove the dress. Then it suddenly hit me – we were in the middle of the huge hall, with floor-to-ceiling glass walls that gave a clear view of the garden. Anyone outside could see us.

“Ah… Theo, we’re in the living room…”

“It’s fine.”

He unbuttoned his pajamas and quickly took them off. In an instant, we were both n*ked. The white panties I had worn for the first time in ages were pulled off by him and fell to the floor under the sofa. Our bodies pressed together and the warmth and feel of our skin against each other was intoxicating.

Theo was staring down at me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

Our outstretched legs intertwined and rubbed against each other. His knee came between my legs and rubbed against my wet p*ssy.

“Ahhhhh… touch my br*ast..ughh”

“Do you like it, squeeze it, s*ck it?”

A big hand cupped my br**sts and squeezed. I nodded and let out a rough moan.

“Mmmmm!”

He bit my hard n*pple, s*cking on the side and flicking his tongue lazily over it. A tingle of pleasure shot from my br**sts, down my spine, and straight to my p*ssy.

He bit down on my heated n*pple, s*cking the side and flicking his tongue lazily over it. A tingle of pleasure shot from my br**sts, down my spine, and straight to my p*ssy.

“I, ha, yeah! Mmm, so, so, so, ah… Isn’t it erotic?”

“Yes, it always has been.”

He replied, chewing on my n*pple. His pronunciation was slightly muffled.

“You’ve made it more, erotic, hmmm…!”

“That’s why it drives me crazy every time I see it.”

Still s*cking and l*cking my n*pple, his long finger slid into my wet hole. He gripped his finger tightly and bit down, my v*ginal walls going wild.

“I can feel it through my bum and I can feel it through my hole.”

Ding, ding, the finger in my hole splashed with water. I loved the stimulation of being poked in my sensitive spot.

Theo’s teeth nibbled on my n*pple, making me lose my mind. Obscene words escaped his lips, words that didn’t seem to belong to him. He’d often said obscene things in the past when he was aroused by s*x. It was the only thing Theo and Cane had in common. Cane, of course, was stronger and nastier.

“Yuel. Tell me. Which one do you like better?”

“Ha… well, I like them all…”

“You’re too greedy.”

Theo mumbled through clenched teeth. The finger that had been exploring my hole slipped out and his p*nis, glistening with pre-c*m, touched the entrance of my hole. I moaned and swallowed impatiently. I couldn’t wait for his p*nis to enter me. My whole body was waiting for his.

“Ahhhh Hmmmm.”

Just then Theo’s p*nis moved away from the entrance. I looked up at Theo in surprise and tried to control my trembling with excitement. My n*pples and br*asts were throbbing. My body was already aroused to the limit.

“I’ll do it in your favourite position, Yuel.”

Theo started to get off the couch, but in an instant, my lower half was pulled under the couch. My upper body was still on the couch, my legs were lowered, exposing my bottom and p*ssy in full view of Theo. I think I knew what he was going to do.

I lay flat on my stomach with my legs under the couch.

My cheeks blushed at the n*kedness of the position, which was only for s*x, only for penetration. Theo’s c*ck immediately found my wet p*ssy. He bent his knees slightly. He squeezed my arse as he pushed his c*ck head into my p*ssy.

“Ah… Tsk….”

My hole widened with the big p*nis head. I could almost hear the flesh snap. As soon as the metallurgical, bulging head was inside my p*ssy, Theo put all his strength into his waist and pushed it to the root!

“Hmph!”

A dizzying pleasure hit my spine. For a moment he seemed to enjoy the rippling of my vaginal walls, then he began to thrust deeply. Every time my flesh opened and closed, every time my v*ginal walls clung to his p*nis and then pulled away, there were flashes of pleasure. Even the feeling of my n*pples being pressed and rubbed against the leather of the sofa felt good.