To put it simply, I despise Leonard Carnies, the hero of the Empire.

Some may criticise me, asking how I can hate a hero who saved the Empire from an evil dragon and is even sculpturally handsome.

Then let me say this – I am Valetta Irpman, sister of Friedrich Irpman, who was killed because of Leonard Carnies.

And right now I am under him, carrying the weight of my anger.

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“Ugh.”

As soon as they entered the room, their clothes were torn to shreds and strewn across the floor.

Valetta pushed against Leonard’s chest with all her might, trying to get out from under him. But there was no way she could overpower Leonard, whose forearm was as thick as her thigh.

In fact, Valetta’s resistance seemed to provoke Leonard, as a rough, warning breath escaped through his clenched teeth.

“Ugh…”

Valetta bit down hard, trying to stifle a moan. Leonard had buried his face in her neck, lightly biting her skin. He knew her weaknesses better than she did.

He knew exactly where and how to touch her to elicit the most sensitive responses.

But today, arousing Valetta was not his first priority. He was desperate. No, he was starving.

If he didn’t dive into her now and hold her, it was as if this woman would disappear before his eyes like a mirage.

I wanted to feel the heat emanating from her and hear the sound of her breath, quickened by our actions. Most of all, I wanted to claim her as my own.

This woman was mine – Leonard Carnies’. I had to etch that truth into every part of her, into her very depths, so that no one else in the world would dare lay a hand on her. The whole world had to know. And most of all, she had to understand – she would never escape me again.

“Stop, stop… ugh…”

Leonard moved faster than Valetta, who tried to push him away. The pale skin of her neck flushed red at his touch. He continued to lick, suck and bite the smooth flesh. And whenever she tried to resist, he sunk his teeth gently into her tender skin, completely dissolving her protests.

“W-wait a moment…”

When Valetta called his name, Leonard’s breathing became even more ragged. His sharp, golden eyes bore down on her-not just with heat, but with an intensity that seemed to pierce her very being. It was a gaze filled with madness, a feverish ecstasy that threatened to consume her entire being.

Valetta’s blue eyes trembled. Instinctively, alarms of danger sounded within her. Beyond Leonard’s gaze, she could see nothing but raw, unrelenting instinct – the primal urge to claim what he considered his.

She couldn’t understand why he was so angry.

What was a runaway prey to him?

Why did he care so much for a mere plaything he had only toyed with a few times?

But Leonard had no intention of waiting for her to understand.

Leonard was so angry that Valletta ran away from him and hid for a month, avoiding his gaze. And that stress exploded into chaos when he found her today.

“You shouldn’t have run away.”

Leonard buried his face in her chest after saying that, not wanting to hear Valletta’s answer.

“Ah. Stop. Stop.”

He licked the most sensitive part of her br*ast with his tongue and stroked Valletta’s other br*ast with his other hand.

Valletta’s body trembled slightly every time he poked and bit that sensitive spot. It wasn’t because he was uncomfortable. Leonard’s actions of sucking and licking her flesh were rough and aggressive, unlike usual.

Instead of proceeding cautiously, gauging her reaction, he claimed and embraced her as he pleased. Such was his desperation. It seemed he would not be satisfied until he had left his mark on her pale skin.

“Ah, stop it now…”

Valetta’s words were cut off as Leonard’s lips pressed against hers in a fierce kiss.

When she refused to part her lips, he bit her full lower lip without hesitation. Reflexively, she opened her mouth in response to the pain, allowing his tongue to slip inside.

“Hmph!”

She couldn’t breathe. The thick tongue licked at her teeth and wrapped itself around the fleeing tongue. Valetta pounded Leonard’s chest in pain.

He was a dragon slayer and the leader of an elite expedition to hunt down evil dragons – a mission reserved for only the best of the elite knights. Over the years, he had led seven such expeditions.

His strength far exceeded that of any ordinary human, making him completely impervious to the futile resistance of a fragile woman.

In fact, the more Valetta struggled, the harder Leonard’s kisses became.

When Valletta could not breathe properly, he would even blow air deep into her lungs. When she finally gave up and accepted his kiss, he let out a breath that was either mocking or sarcastic and then sucked on her br*ast again.

“Hmph.”

Valletta let out a reflexive moan before she could stop herself. Startled by the sound that escaped her lips, she quickly covered her mouth, but Leonard naturally grabbed her hand and gripped it with his own.

The sound of skin being sucked was lewd and wet. Valletta’s face flushed with embarrassment.

Her helpless behaviour only aroused Leonard more and he clung hungrily to her saliva-soaked br*ast again and again, not caring about appearances. All he cared about was claiming Valletta.

“Ha…”

With his other hand, the one not holding hers, Leonard caressed the soft curve of her side. Valletta’s body jerked involuntarily. But he didn’t care about her reaction.

“…Ah… stop, please stop…”

Valletta wanted to get away from him. The sensations Leonard was forcing on her, the incomprehensible emotions he was arousing, were overwhelming. And the reality of lying under the body of her enemy, moaning like that… she wished it was just a dream. But Leonard crushed that wish and continued his actions without pause.

“Ah.”

A rough hand slid along the hollow line of her back. In stark contrast to his cold body temperature, the touch burned against her skin. The strange heat of the touch made Valletta’s waist instinctively arch.

He spread Valletta’s legs and sat down between them. She could clearly feel Leonard’s angry p*nis against her thighs. Valletta swallowed her breath at the sensation of it, the size of a child’s arm.

“Haa. Le, Leonard…”

Leonard sucked on her thighs as they continued to shrink. Valletta’s body shook and she breathed heavily. Leonard smiled and blinked at her panting breath and wet bottom.

It seemed absurd that she had left him, given how much she responded to his touch. But her desire had grown even stronger than her resentment. Though her throat burned, the desire she felt was overwhelming – too much to bear.

Leonard felt like he was losing his mind, caught up in the whirlwind of his conflicting emotions.

“Was that the only thing you wanted to respond to, just to turn and run?”

With a quick movement, Leonard pulled off his heavy top. The hem of her dress slipped to the floor.

“Oh, no. Leona….!”

Valletta’s words were cut short as Leonard grabbed her pelvis and buried his face beneath her.

His tongue flicked across Valletta’s flower. Valletta jumped as if on fire and he held her tight. He gritted his teeth and warned her with a growl.

“Valletta. You’ll never get out of this bed again.”

“What the – shut up.”

Valletta’s body twisted. Leonard had been sucking on her wet slit. The hot sensation made Valletta gasp with excitement.

“Haaah. Hush.”

“What are you talking about?”

Leonard smiled sarcastically at her reaction, the corner of his mouth curling in dark amusement. With quick movements, he unbuckled his belt.

What was revealed made Valletta freeze – its size alone was enough to make her uncomfortable, especially as she was still reeling from the intensity of the moment.

Her hand, small and trembling, wouldn’t have been able to fully grasp it. The sight stirred a mixture of fear and confusion in her.

She recoiled in fear and tried to back away, but Leonard let out a low chuckle and grabbed her ankle, pulling her back down.

“Leonard! Please stop. Why are you doing this…”

Valletta’s plea shattered the last shred of restraint Leonard had held onto. She had to understand – why she was doing this.

It was ridiculous to think that she didn’t realise the chaos she had caused by leaving without a word.

Her sudden disappearance had pushed him over the edge. It wasn’t the curse that tormented him, but the fear that he might never see her again.

Every moment without her had felt like torment, like his heart slowly dissolving from within.

Leonard’s voice quivered with anger as he asked, “Why? Why are you doing this?”

He grabbed Valletta’s knees and, without a moment’s pause, forced her legs apart, leaving her completely exposed.

A deep blush spread across her face as she looked down and saw the trace of his desire still there. She tried to pull away, but her efforts were futile against his strength.

Leonard’s imposing frame hovered over her, his broad shoulders and powerful build completely overshadowing her smaller frame.

His breath, warm and erratic, grazed her cheek. His golden eyes burned with a whirlwind of emotion – anger, grief, despair and an unrelenting, consuming need.

“You ask because you really don’t know?”

Valletta couldn’t understand Leonard. Their marriage had been purely contractual. Why was he so angry at the escape of a woman he claimed not to love?

“Were you so afraid that you couldn’t lift the curse without me?”

“Ha!”

Leonard’s eyes filled with anger at her question. His eyes flashed with an insane heat. And. “Ouch!”

His p*nis entered her mercilessly. Valletta screamed involuntarily at the pain of her skin being torn as the big man dug in without warning.

“You don’t know anything.”

Leonard wanted to punish Valletta – but at the same time he longed to hold her and make her his. He felt an overwhelming need to mark her as his, to affirm that this woman was his, as if she were his rightful prize.

He entered her without hesitation. The hot skin covered his p*nis tightly. His jaw clenched. Leonard began to move back and forth without even checking her reaction.

“Ahh!”