Chapter 199
“Ah…”
Nicholas let out a regretful sigh. The information brought by the spy exactly matched what Ottilie Krygen had said.
The Ciseina Royal Academy of Art had believed that if Macy were chosen as the court painter, she would naturalize as a Ciseina citizen and be admitted to the palace.
Everyone had been deceived by Macy’s charming act—Morgan, Baron Shearton, all of them. The biggest fool had been Rubens. Looking back, it almost seemed like he had been momentarily hypnotized, making such a foolish mistake.
“Macy will be locked in my estate from now on, and she will only focus on Name treatment. Soon, her name will be added to the wanted list, and she will never be able to live outside again.”
Yes, this should have been the plan from the start. There was no need for foolish notions like destiny or love.
Macy was in such a disadvantaged position that she would helplessly be swept along if he waved a hand. She was of such low birth that she could never dare look at the Duke’s family.
Thinking of her waiting for him, naked, in the dark, a tight feeling settled in his lower abdomen. He wanted to bury his member deep in her soft mouth. She would be treated as nothing more than a tool for relieving his desires and curing the Name. That position was the most fitting for her.
“But if you do that… Macy will surely resent you.”
“Resent? What does that matter?”
Rubens immediately twisted his mouth into a smile. Of course, there had been moments when he hesitated out of fear of that resentment—when he couldn’t bear seeing Macy reject him, hoping she would accept him on her own.
But now, it was all useless. He had already decided to disregard those feelings. Rubens no longer cared about the emotions Macy harbored for him.
“Whether she resents me or not, from now on, Macy won’t set foot outside my estate.”
Even if she struggled and hated it, she could no longer leave him. That was enough for him.
“If something goes wrong…”
Nicholas muttered again with a worried expression, despite what he had said.
“I’ll handle that, so don’t worry. You just go investigate her.”
“Who?”
“The maid who was a close friend of Macy. She’s working at the Baron’s estate, Anna Rose, isn’t she?”
“Ah, yes… But why should I investigate Anna?”
“Look into her personal details and find anything that could be a weakness. Report everything. She will become the control device to prevent Macy from acting rashly.”
Macy would not leave Rubens. Even if she wanted to escape by death.
Rubens had no intention of losing her through carelessness ever again.
* * *
The sticky, rhythmic sounds filled the room. The greedy, obscene noise of a c**k being sucked echoed in the air.
Eren sat on the sofa with a cold expression as he reviewed documents. Meanwhile, Macy, completely naked, had unbuckled his pants and freed his e******n, now hungrily taking him into her mouth.
‘Just hurry up and come already. Fill my mouth with your desire.’
Her mouth ached and sore as if she’d been punched, but Eren—perhaps because this was his fifth o****m—showed no signs of finishing anytime soon.
Knowing that half-hearted effort would only prolong this, Macy opened her mouth wider, swallowing him to the root as she bobbed her head back and forth.
“Hmm…”
He let out a low groan, his c**k twitching. The veins along his inner thigh stood taut. Though the rigid length lodged deep in her throat was overwhelming, Macy clenched her eyes shut and buried her face completely in his g***n.
She wrapped her tongue around his shaft, sucking him in fully—until, finally, a thin stream of c*m spilled from the tip. Drip, drip… Even after he came, the endless spurts were horrifying.
Yet Macy swallowed every drop without so much as a grimace. With that, today’s work was complete.
She pulled his softening p***s from her swollen throat. By now, she didn’t gag or drool. The reflexive tears were unavoidable, but they weren’t enough to soak the blindfold—not enough for Eren to notice.
“You’ve gotten quite used to it.”
“……”
Almost as if praising her, Eren stroked her hair. His touch was gentle.
Macy swallowed back the surge of emotion rising in her chest and stayed silent.
After a moment of quiet, the tightly fastened blindfold loosened. Eren gestured toward the food laid out at the edge of the table.
“Eat.”
“I’m not hungry.”
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