Chapter 42
Aniella said with a tearful voice. Her eyes, glaring through the gaps between his spread fingers, were full of resentment.
“Stop and just put it in right away?”
“That’s not what I meant, ah…!”
Aniella let out a short scream, startled by the thickness of the suddenly inserted member. Something too large for her hole was being pushed in by force, little by little. She desperately grabbed Paiki’s shoulders, trying to push his thing out of her body.
Paiki lowered his upper body and kissed her. As his tongue licked the tender flesh inside, the strength pushing him away weakened. The inner walls, which had been tense and rejecting his intrusion, also began to gradually loosen.
“Try to relax a little more.”
“Duke, please pull out. If we do this, I can’t… Do you always treat women so affectionately, steal their souls, and then take both their body and heart?”
Paiki, who had been smiling and kissing her cheek, flinched. He tilted his head, unable to understand what she was talking about.
Thinking he was playing dumb, Aniella made a sour face.
“No matter how much it’s for research, this is too much. Marius also didn’t hesitate to do underhanded things for his research, but you are even worse than him.”
“Research? Ah, right. I did say that.”
Paiki narrowed his eyes and muttered as if he had just remembered. Aniella, who hadn’t properly heard his words, blinked. Taking advantage of her moment of distraction, Paiki advanced a little further.
Bit by bit, more than half had been inserted. Even that much was enough to make her gasp and struggle, but he felt no desire to pull out. How dare she compare him to that petty man, Marius? It was insolent and unforgivable.
He decided to teach her the difference between himself and that insignificant man carefully. He couldn’t help but ask about her earlier concerning words.
“You said I ‘steal women’s souls’? That makes it sound like I’m some kind of playboy. What do you mean by that?”
“Aren’t you keeping other women locked up too, watching them grow lazy?”
“Why on earth would I go to such trouble?”
Aniella blinked slowly. She had been trying to subtly probe how many other women might be in the same situation as her, so this was a completely unexpected answer.
Weren’t he ‘going to such trouble’ just fine with her? His reaction, as if it were absurd, surprised her even more.
“One of you is enough trouble.”
“Th-then why did you single me out as a research subject and bring me here?”
And by such forceful methods, at that. Aniella, who had thought there must be several others like her, couldn’t understand it at all.
Could it be?!
As she thought it over deeply, Aniella remembered one possibility and her eyes widened.
“Was it because I just happened to pass by in front of you while you were looking for a subject?”
“…Your deductive skills aren’t exactly outstanding.”
The word ‘abysmal’ came to mind, but for some reason, faced with her confident gaze, Paiki softened his expression slightly.
Why had he specifically chosen her, abducted her, confined her, and placated her with talk of ‘research’? It wasn’t a random act of tormenting some unlucky person. He had his reasons. He just had no intention of explaining the circumstances to her, one by one.
“I’ll tell you one thing, Mullier. I knew you before the party opened.”
How did he know her, and since when? If he hadn’t just happened to spot her and brought her here, then why on earth had he chosen her?
Aniella had many questions she wanted to ask. But as he pulled his hips back and then thrust in powerfully, a short scream escaped her instead of any questions.
“I thought, ‘What kind of woman is this?'”
Was it a positive meaning? Or a negative one? Aniella was confused. The nuance seemed closer to the latter, which made her deeply uneasy.
“Duke, do you… agh…!”
What do you think of me?
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