"Are you serious? You're not lying, are you?"
"How could I lie about this?"
"Father where is he?"
"He went to the community of rchants where the Countess is."
"What? What about ?"
Ayla opened her eyes wide and blurred her words.
Her pouty lips seed cute, and Theon lightly pinched Ayla's cheeks with a smile.
"The Count's residence will be rebuilt before long. In the anti, he wants to stay there. You must be sad, but bear with it a little longer. Miss Ayla."
"But"
Ayla's lips, which had a bright smile just a mont ago, trembled slightly.
As her mories in the anti flashed through her mind, her blue eyes filled with transparent tears.
As if he understood without her even saying anything, Theon gently swept away Ayla's hair.
"It's all over now."
Theon's gray eyes, which she faced, were silently telling her that everything would go back to its original place.
Ayla's face, smiling beautifully with tears in her eyes, turned dark for a mont as if she had rembered sothing.
"Then what will happen to Marquis Charne?"
"The trial related to Marquis Charne will be held again. I have provided testimony and evidence favorable to the trial, but it is true that his cri is heavy."
""
"As his punishnt will be reduced due to the acknowledgent of his contribution, the imprisonnt period won't be as long as I thought it would be. Of course, he will lose his wealth and power."
After speaking, the corners of Theon's mouth rose bitterly.
It's not like he wasn't aware of Marquis Charne's situation, but it was unreasonable to reduce all his cris because of the emotions of the mont.
The sa problems would not happen again only if the relevant precedents were clearly shown, so he had to be tough.
Even if he was coerced at first, Marquis Charne was the one who later even offered to target Ariel Clermant.
Was there a greater punishnt for him, who was drunk on power and wealth?
Theon's eyes sank heavily, staring at Ayla.
"Enough with the uninteresting conversation Why don't we talk a little bit about us now?"
Theon's low whisper made her senseless heart thump, raising her heart rate.
A little hesitation was evident in Ayla's expression, who was lightly biting her lower lip.
"W-we are doing it now. Talking."
As if she could feel Theon's eyes filled with desire, Ayla cleared her throat in vain and turned her gaze away.
Despite the tension felt in her voice, Theon's gaze, as he looked at Ayla, had no intention of subsiding.
"Not that, about the two of us."
At the sa ti as he finished speaking, Theon firmly grabbed Ayla's slender waist.
Her naturally tilted body, her slightly wavering blue eyes, and slightly parted lips.
Everything in Ayla was shaking Theon's reason.
After the breathtaking tension, Theon's lustful voice echoed inside the room.
"Do you know how long it's been since we've seen each other like this?"
"This is all because Your Highness is busy."
"Is it my fault again? If our Miss Ayla says so, then that must be it. Isn't that right?"
Theon smoothed down Ayla's hair and gave her a charming smile.
Ayla's long eyelashes headed downwards at his touch, which she was feeling after a long ti.
At the sa ti, a familiar warmth was felt over Ayla's lips.
Ayla's shoulders flinched at the soft touch that ca in through the gap in her lips without even giving her a chance to stop it.
Theon's hot tongue explored the interior of her mouth.
A shallow breath erupted from Ayla's mouth, as if his movents, which were rougher than usual, were too much.
"A little slower"
Theon's gray eyes turned hazy at Ayla's warm voice, as if he had lost his reason.
Instead of answering, his lips, which were roughly sweeping her mouth, were showing that he had no intention of backing down.
As their tongues intertwined, the obscene sounds stimulated their ears.
At the sa ti, Theon's fingertips gently swept Ayla's hair down, tracing the back of her neck.
His fingertips, which she felt over the thin maid's outfit, were arousing.
As Theon narrowed the gap between them more and more, a burning heat seed to envelop her whole body.
"S Stop. What if soone cos?"
Ayla said, weakly pushing Theon's body.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing roughly, as if she were short of breath.
Her gleaming, attractive lips were constantly shaking Theon's reason.
"I really don't want to yield today."
Ayla hesitated at Theon's provocative voice, but soon beca racy.
The gazes of the two desiring people t.
"Kiss ."
Theon's eyes shook greatly at Ayla's low whispering voice.
"Even if you tell to stop, I have no intention of doing so."
Ayla nodded in response to Theon's lustful voice.
Soon after, his gleaming lips burrowed roughly like he was going to prey on her at any mont.
Theon's body, which had been narrowing the distance with Ayla, was heating up.
Soon, his sturdy forearms tightly bound Ayla's slender body.
As if he would not tolerate the slightest gap.
Again, his hot tongue entangled between her naturally open lips, making an obscene noise.
As if he couldn't take it anymore, Theon lifted Ayla's body up on his desk.
The eyes of the two people facing each other were faintly hazy, wanting each other.
Their saliva, which was drooping down thinly due to the deep kiss, was lewd.
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