Don’t Ask, It’ll Hurt If You Know - Chapter 41

Bianca Lloyd’s first encounter with Ian MacMilden in the forest of the Basilock Grand Temple, the attic of the Viscount Lloyd’s mansion where her diary was hidden—Chloe had often experienced the things she went through in her dreams.

The brazen fantasy the woman wrote in her diary was also realized in her dreams.

But not once had she immediately realized that the things she was experiencing were a dream. She only realized it after waking up and returning to reality each time.

But this time, for the first time while dreaming, Chloe recognized that this was inside a dream.

How could she not know? Ian MacMilden was sucking her n*****s like a newborn baby.

This time, there was no warning sign, either. She suddenly regained consciousness, and even before opening her eyes, Ian was burying his face in her chest.

Ah, this body belongs to Bianca Lloyd, not me, so perhaps it would be more accurate to say Bianca’s chest.

However, the soul inside this body was ‘Chloe Elena’. And the one experiencing the cursed, brazen and lustful sensation was also Chloe.

The sense of disconnect that fact brought was huge, and the fact that the person was her friend and rival, Ian MacMilden, made her feel like she was going crazy.

Chloe tried to comfort herself by thinking it was just a dream, and that she was having this dream because of Bianca, not her own will, but it was no use.

What good was such comfort when she could feel Ian licking her n*****s, sucking them like a lollipop, so vividly?

Wait a minute. This scene, I think I’ve seen it somewhere before……?

“Hmph!”

As if to punish her for thinking about something else, he bit her n****e hard with his canine teeth. Along with a sharp and throbbing pain, an eerie feeling that she might be devoured whole came over her.

The ironic thing was that she didn’t dislike it. A crazy thought crossed her mind, wishing he would do it more, and Chloe screamed inwardly.

Just as in the previous dream, she couldn’t move a single finger at will, so all Chloe could do was vent all sorts of obscenities in her mind.

As if to give her a disease and then a cure, he licked the bitten area with his entire tongue. As the rough, cat-like tongue brushed across the throbbing part, she felt a pain that was close to pleasure. Chloe shuddered and tightly gripped his shoulder.

He didn’t stop at just licking, but teased the pink nub with his tongue as if it were a toy. He fondled the other side so it wouldn’t feel lonely, digging into the gap between the n*****s with his fingernails. Each time he scraped down, her waist arched slightly.

Chloe was tossed about helplessly like a sailboat caught in a storm by the stimulation she had never felt once in her life. Whether it was unfortunate or fortunate, the heat stemming from the pleasure completely emptied her mind, allowing her to momentarily forget the sense of disconnect and shame.

When his lips, which had been persistently exploring her n****e, detached, her chest, wet with saliva, glistened obscenely. The highly sensitive pink nubs twitched at the slightest stimulation.

Chloe tightly closed her eyes, not wanting to see that sight. Luckily, she could move her eyes at will. If even this had been controlled, she might have truly gone insane.

But she had to open her eyes again shortly after.

“……!”

Because his lips touched her ankle. The lips that had been toying with her ankle bone gradually moved up her leg and entered inside her skirt.

Soon after, a hot breath was felt in the most secret and deepest place, and Chloe gasped, looking down at Ian, who was burying his face between her legs.

He even took a long lick of her underwear, which was wet with her feminine fluid. As he pointed the tip of his tongue and dug into the cleft between her mounds, her vision blurred.

W-what in the world is this……!

“Ha~ang!”

Unlike the scream inside, her mouth let out a thrilled moan. The high-pitched moan made her doubt if it was her own sound, and Chloe wanted to cover her mouth and ears.

But this time, too, her hands betrayed her will and grasped Ian’s jet-black hair. She spread her legs wide and pressed her lower body against his face, as if asking him to suck harder.

As if to reward her, he sucked hard below. Her wet b*****s rose and fell greatly from the excessive stimulation.

Is he going all the way?

Fear crept into her widened eyes at the sudden question.

No. Absolutely not!

Even if it was just a dream, and even if this body belonged to Bianca, she was the one who was feeling it in the end.

Chloe felt too ashamed to do something that would be embarrassing even with someone she truly loved, with her friend.

And since it was having s*x according to Bianca’s will, it was even horrifying.

So please stop. Please……!

“Stop it!”

The moment her earnest plea burst out of her mouth, a light so intense it was blinding even with her eyes closed enveloped her.

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I thought I’d seen that scene somewhere, but it was in Bianca’s diary.

Realizing that the last thing she had read before dozing off had appeared exactly in her dream, Chloe tightly gripped her hair as if to pull it all out.

The dream about kissing Ian last time was also something written in the diary.

“This is all because of the diary.”

Chloe desperately wanted to burn that brazen diary right now, but she couldn’t, as it was the only way to return to her original body.

For the same reason, not reading the diary was also impossible.

“Aack!”

Chloe, tearing at her hair and shouting in this damned situation where she could do neither one thing nor the other, turned her head when she heard a startled “Hee-ik!”

Emily and some man were standing at the door.

“What is it?”

“Ah, well, hiccup.”

Emily, who seemed very surprised, spoke while hiccupping.

“The Madam said she was worried that the Young Lady’s condition was, hiccup, not good, so, hiccup, she called a doctor.”

“A doctor?”

Chloe looked back at the man next to Emily. The doctor lowered his gaze as he looked at her ghost-like appearance, with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes.

A check-up is annoying. Chloe was about to refuse, but a good idea suddenly popped into her head, and she nodded.

“Alright.”

Emily, relieved, left, and the doctor approached Chloe hesitantly. A strong smell of alcohol emanated from the doctor’s body as he drew near.

“T-then, I will, ex-exam, ine you, hic, now.”

Judging by his severe stuttering and the trembling of the hand holding the stethoscope, he was clearly a severe alcoholic.

She wants to maintain the image of diligently caring for her stepdaughter, but she’s too stingy to call a proper doctor, so she called this kind of quack.

Chloe, who saw right through Ashley Lloyd’s intentions, scoffed but welcomed him.

It would be easier to use a quack.

“I think my body has gotten worse from being locked in the room for so long.”

As the quack lowered the stethoscope, Chloe began to lay the groundwork.

“In times like this, it would be good to go outside, get some sunlight, and walk around……. What do you think?”

“I-I also, th-think, the s-same. You have to get the r-right amount of s-sunlight for g-good health…….”

“That’s enough. I understand your opinion, so please convey that to the Viscountess.”

The severe stuttering, which made him hard to understand, was a problem, but the bigger issue was the strong bad breath and alcohol smell every time he spoke.

Smelling that made her stomach churn again, and Chloe quickly turned her head and gestured for him to leave.

“The Madam says you may come out now, Young Lady.”

It would have been a headache if the quack doctor hadn’t been able to persuade the Viscountess Lloyd, but fortunately, he succeeded.

At Emily’s words, Chloe rejoiced inwardly and immediately prepared to go out.

Her destination was the Basilock Grand Temple where Jeremy was.

The preparations for going out were smooth, but a problem arose right before leaving. It was that she couldn’t use the Viscount’s carriage. It was Viscountess Lloyd’s spite.

“This is a disaster.”

The Basilock Grand Temple where Jeremy was located was in the outskirts of the capital, so there were no stagecoaches running there. Therefore, if she couldn’t use the family’s carriage, she would have to borrow a public carriage or a horse, but riding a horse in this body was impossible. She might manage to ride it for a short distance, but since she had to ride for nearly two hours, it was absolutely impossible.

And if she tried to borrow a public carriage, she didn’t have enough money for it. The money she had brought from her room before had long been used up.

“Should I sell this, even.”

Chloe looked at the accessories in the vanity drawer and worried seriously. If Bianca Lloyd had a lot of possessions, she would have sold one with a light heart, but since that wasn’t the case, she couldn’t do that. They were all cheap, too.

“No choice, then.”

She had no choice but to go to the Count Elena’s mansion and get money.

The first time was hard, but the second time was easy. Murmuring to herself as if self-hypnotizing—that since it was her money anyway, it wasn’t stealing, and there was no need to feel any guilt—Chloe grabbed her coat and left the bedroom.