Portrait of An Arrogant Master - Chapter 135

A jolt of electricity coursed through Isabella’s body, causing her upper half to arch backward. The mingling sensations of anger and excitement refused to subside easily.

Someone might hear her moans and assume that Duke Krygen and Lady Werfel had been engaged in a passionate affair since noon. That alone would be sufficient.

“Ha.”

“Miss, are you alright?”

Fred looked up with his shiny face. Isabella reached into his hair with her fingers, gently stroking it.

As if he took it as a compliment, Fred’s face brightened for a moment.

“Can we do this all day?”

“W-why would we do this…?”

Instead of explaining, Isabella shoved Fred’s head between her legs. His damp flesh pressed against her intimate areas. Engaging in such acts with another man in her fiance’s estate shattered the flowery fantasies she had dreamed of since childhood.

Isabella’s eyes reddened, and her eyelids fluttered as tears streamed down her cheeks.

She vowed to make those who deceived her taste hell. The roses that had once only smelled sweet began to darken.

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A beam of light poured in through the dense curtains, illuminating a considerable area. Macy lay on Eren’s arm, watching him sleep, his appearance slightly disheveled, in awe. His high arched eyebrows, sharp nose, and well-defined lips created a face with no round corners.

But, how could he look so strikingly delicate? Like an ice sheet frozen solid in the dead of winter. It seemed as if the slightest crack would send it shattering apart. His expression compelled her to tread carefully.

Yet, it wasn’t that she didn’t like it. Macy loved Eren’s sharp features. They were so surreal that her gaze kept drifting back to him. It was as if a finely carved statue had come to life.

Waking up to such a man’s face, she found it hard to distinguish reality from dream. As she admired his face and listened to his soft breathing, dust slowly floated in the space where light fell.

Eventually, a featherlight particle settled gently on Eren’s cheek. Feeling slightly irritated by it, she cautiously moved her finger to brush it away.

At that moment, she heard the click of the doorknob turning. The sudden metallic sound made Macy flinch. Instantly, she shut her eyes, pretending to be asleep.

She could hear the sound of wheels rolling, as if a tray of food was being brought in by a maid.

The maid entered quietly, placing the food on the table before leaving.

“Phew…”

“Did I wake you?”

“Y-you woke up?”

“Yes, you suddenly pulled away.”

“I’m sorry! The maid just left…”

“Did she peek in here?”

“No, no! She just dropped off the meal.”

Macy waved her hands, worried he might misunderstand. Eren blinked deeply, still groggy from sleep.

“It feels like it’s been a while since I woke up during the day…”

As he said, their days and nights had completely flipped over the past few days. They would get up around dusk, have s-x, fill their stomachs with the food left by the maid in the early hours, and then continue again until sunrise.

It had truly been a beastly few days.

She might have even been awake during the day at least once.

However, sometimes when she woke up, Eren was already indulging in his desires on Macy’s unconscious body, experiencing pleasure until she fainted from exhaustion.

This led Macy to become more attentive whenever he stirred. She would gauge whether he was about to initiate s-x again, whether things had settled down below, and if there were any impure intentions in his touch.

Though she enjoyed being with him, there was a significant difference in their stamina. She had thought, just before passing out the previous night, that if they continued like this, she might not live long.

“Have breakfast first.”

Eren, seemingly more in control, said this with his eyes closed.

“I’m not hungry.”

“You hardly ate anything yesterday.”

She thought he would continue to sleep, but his eyes opened. The displeasure was evident on his narrowed brow.

“That….can we go to the cabin now?”

Macy finally voiced what had been on her mind.

“There are no art supplies here, and without Dia or Morgan, I’m scared to leave the room by myself…”

“You can just ask to have the art supplies brought here, and Dia and Morgan can start working here too. And why would you need to go out alone? If you’re going out, it should be with me.”

“But Eren can’t stay here all the time.”

He had said that this was the residence of Duke Krygen’s mistress. It seemed he wanted to make this place Macy’s home instead of the cabin.

However, she felt uncomfortable with so many strangers around. No matter how much Eren had hired them, it still felt uneasy.