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How to Live With a Broken Saint 21

How to Live With a Broken Saint 21

Chapter 21 – In the Bath (1)

“Today.”

Sianna said, clutching the collar of her own dress in her hand.

“Since you said you wouldn’t… Will you keep that word?”

“Siana. Are you going to listen to me if I go and force the clothes off?”

Sianna took her hand, slightly hesitant, to the collar of her neck and began unbuttoning her buttons one by one.

Isabella concentrated on getting the scene into her head, if at all. Just as it was her first time seeing Sianna naked, it was the first time she saw her naked, too.

Each time her clothes were unbuttoned one by one, revealing the white, clear skin underneath. Along her straight neckline, her collarbone, which had been terribly tied a few days before, and her plump breasts underneath were hidden by white underwear.

Again, under her, her slim waist, her skinny stomach and concave navel, soft thighs and thin calves under her white underwear, and even her tiny toes.

Was it because the hot water hadn’t run through her bathtub yet? Isabella felt every hair on her body stand on end. Her emotion she felt was awe.

How can a person be so beautiful?

Even though she had made the woman in front of her eyes expendable for her pleasure, she was only at this moment in her own amazement at her pure appearance.

“…Come closer.”

Cianna, covering her breasts and legs with her hand as if embarrassed, walked slowly. Everything was beautiful

Her steps as she carefully treads her steps as her first snow falls.

Her two breasts, which swayed with her gait, and her light grayish-white silky hair that fluttered for a moment as well.

I couldn’t see it closely, but I’m sure her bowed head was stained red. And two invisible eyes.

It must be shining blue with shame and burning anger.

In an instant, Isabella felt her lust ignite. Cianna came within five steps of her and stopped.

“More.”

Cyana took three more steps. She wanted the mosaic picture between the two of them to disappear with each step they took.

“More.”

She came to the point where Isabella’s chest and her arms covering her breasts were touching, and Cianna stopped. Isabella was not going to be satisfied with that.

“More.”

She took a step forward and the moment their bodies touched each other, Isabella hugged Cianna. Perhaps it was because of the still chilly air in the bath, but I could feel the sensation of her skin, which gave rise to goosebumps for an unknown reason.

Her goosebumps made her wonder for a moment whether it was herself or Sianna, but when she saw Sianna raising her head in her arms, she didn’t care.

Her eyes, which she thought would be full of anger, were filled with only distant shame and shame.

Isabella grabbed her chin and kissed her own lips. She is impulsive enough to surprise herself, and soft enough to make Ciana hesitate.

She lightly pressed her lips together and slowly, with her tongue, squeezed both of her lips.

She waited patiently for her two well-groomed teeth to open, then between her soon-open teeth, she tickled her soft tongue, which waited for herself beneath them.

Only each other could hear the sound of the two kissing, hidden by the sound of the pouring water. Isabella found herself surprisingly enjoying the moment.

Just a little bit, a little bit more.

No, maybe for a while.

Cheekyong-

“Lady, are you ready to take a bath…?”

Isabella hastily pushed her away and wiped her mouth. She looked hastily toward her entrance and there was a girl with red hair and freckles pushing a little cart.

The girl, who was evasive about her words, suddenly lowered her head and spoke in a stuttering voice.

“I’m sorry… I should have knocked on the door, but… Please forgive me…”

Damn.

Isabella struggled to contain her anger. He must have seen her clearly, their private moments, her own secrets.

“…Name.”

“I’m sorry… Forgive me…”

Forgiveness?

Forbearing with the hand I’m about to point to your cheek now seems like the best forgiveness I can give you.

“Name.”

“Hey, it’s Jennifer… Jennifer Robinson…”

“…Robinson, are you Jimmy Robinson’s family? Both of your parents work on our farm, right?”

The girl’s face had become pale enough to be recognizable even in the dim light of the electric light.

“My, please, my mistake, please my family…”

“Your family?”

Isabella snorted her coldly. In a corner of my head, I didn’t even understand.

She was the one who had never once been angry with her maids and kept her image. It was important for her to have the upper hand in the other person’s relationship, so it was Isabella who was good at living wearing a mask while making the best impression on people.

Why are you so angry?

“Sorry, shouldn’t I have made a mistake?”

Tears welled up in the girl’s eyes. As she held her apron tight enough to turn her hands white, her shoulders began to move little by little, and she felt her anger dissipate as she looked at her.

She intended to vent her anger just a little, a little more.

“…?”

It was the touch of her soft hand that brought Isabella back to reality. Turning around, Sianna was holding her wrist and shaking her head.

“…No.”

Her soft hand holding her wrist was warm.

“Please, have mercy.”

Isabella couldn’t hide her slightly surprised expression. It was Sianna’s first request for her. Little by little, her anger subsided as she saw her eyes full of pity and compassion.

“Why me?”

Unlike that, of course, taking advantage of this situation was another matter.

“…Please.”

Isabella pretended not to know for a moment, but Ciana noticed and answered hastily.

“…Master.”

Isabella looked at her girl. The girl who kept giggling was trying to hold back her tears.

“Stop it. You didn’t see anything If you tell someone what you saw here, and I find out…”

Jennifer hurriedly nodded his head.

“Get out now. And don’t let anyone in.”

“Yeah, but… The bath attendant…”

“Should I say it twice?”

The girl slipped out of her bath as if running away. Before I knew it, thick steam was filling the space. Isabella turned her head away.

“Siana. Did I do well?”

“…Well done. Master.”

“Thank you.”

Isabella pulled her Sianna into her arms and whispered in her ear.

“I did what you asked, so I’m going to reward you, right?”

Sianna let out a weak moan and shivered her body.

“…What do you want?”

“It’s nothing.”

Isabella grabbed her ciana’s chin and turned it gently. Jennifer, who had just left, had pushed in, a small cart full of her bath towels, bath bombs, sponges, and balm.

“Wash me.”

In the central space with five bathtubs, there was one small bathtub made of wood, although it was not visible. A bathtub made for washing the body before soaking in warm water.

“…Nice.”

Isabella sat in her bathtub and watched Cianna fill her porcelain carafe with water from her bath.

She was still wearing her underwear, but her pure white underwear was gradually getting wet with steam and sweat, and the secrets that should have been covered were gradually showing through.

She sat with her back to Isabella on the edge of her tub for a moment, glancing briefly at her exposed buttocks as she bent down to fill her water, and lightly ran her fingers between her own legs. It was because of the warmth she felt, and the feeling of warming her body came sooner than usual.

Although she couldn’t bear her regret, she quickly quit her job when she saw Cianna approaching. She didn’t have to mess with her anyway;

Cianna came over again and she tipped the water bottle. She stopped Siana when she was submerged up to her chest before she knew it.

“Stop, wash yourself now.”

She wet her hand with Cianna holding a sponge soaked in warm water. The feeling of the soft sponge slowly rising from her fingertips was pleasant.

Isabella closed her eyes and opened her mouth as she leaned back in her bathtub.

“Siana.”

“…Your master.”

“Why did you dry it there earlier?”

“…The girl is pitiful.”

“Poor?”

“…Yes.”

“You?”

“…What are you talking about?”

Isabella opened her eyes again. Her two green eyes in her cyanna were fixed on her own. Whether it’s because of her steam, or because her frail body struggles with her simple labor, Sianna’s wet face looks many times more beautiful than usual.

A neat bunch of lilies, a beauty that made her want to hold it in her hand until she crumbled.

“Aren’t you pitiful?”

“…”

Ciana looked at her instead of answering her. No, she was trying to ‘read’ her. Isabella felt a little thrilled by Cianna’s attitude as she tried to figure out her own plans, her own answers she wanted.

“…I am.”

Before long, her Shiana’s mouth opened.

“I am not sorry.”

“Why?”

“I must be paying the price for my miserable life.”

At such a priestly statement, Isabella gave a slight snort.

“Siana. Mouth.”

Ciana, hesitant at Isabella’s command, stopped her sponge and knelt down on her half-knee. Isabella resumed her kiss, which had to be cut off by the mistake of her foolish maid. She seemed a little violent as if she was going to let go of the regret she couldn’t do.

After a long kiss, the two of them, Isabella let go of her ciana, her silver thread hanging slightly, looking at her slightly reddened lips.

It’s hard to believe that she just kissed her soggy, her beauty that looks so pure and innocent, and her pink nipples that can be seen through her underwear, which have risen from her previous kiss, with one hand. Holding her close to her chest.

Any more was the limit of patience. Isabella stood up to pick up her sponge and tugged at her Sianna’s arm.

“Wow?!”

That’s a cute scream

She was miraculously able to drown Sianna unhurt in her bathtub. Once there was a splash of water. Soon she felt the touch of Isabella’s and Ciana’s body gently pressing against her.

“Cough, Cough-!”

She ate water and was coughing protractedly. It was like her little grey-white puppy wet in the rain. Her wet, limp hair, her wet, glistening face.

How can she become more beautiful?

Isabella draped her neck around her hollow collarbone as if she were hugging her, then reached behind her back and unbuttoned her underwear.

Shiana was embarrassed and grabbed the breasts of her underwear with both hands. He could feel her hand squeezing their breasts.

“Oh, today…!”

The trembling voice is like a new bride on the first night she’s never experienced.

“You said you wouldn’t… You promised…!”

Sorry, I was really thinking of refraining from today.

“…I’m sorry, Siana, but I’m a liar.”

“Really really…!”

Ignoring her inability to speak, she undoes her shoulder straps and forcefully snatches her undergarments from her hands and throws them outside.

Sianna, maybe it’s good?

These days, your place inside me is getting bigger and bigger.

When will you give up your meaningless resistance and accept me?

Until those hands, eager to strangle me, gently touch me,

Until your trembling body sinks into my arms, and your arms embrace my neck,

Until the day your soft lips whisper happiness in my ear, I won’t stop torturing you.

Until then, struggle hard on the board I made.

Please make me more happy, because I will forget about Mason for a while.

I parted her body a little and looked at Sianna. Grabbing her breasts with both hands, Sianna’s eyes clearly showed her sense of betrayal.

It’s a feeling of betrayal. So funny Could it be that you believed me?

Because it’s so innocent, how many lies lie between you and me.

She smiled softly and tugged on Ciana’s chin.

Keep hating me

That way my victory will shine even more.

How to Live With a Broken Saint

How to Live With a Broken Saint

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
Siana, once a gentle saint, has changed since she lost her god. Her paladin Mason, who felt sorry for her, suggested that she move to his hometown with her.Mason's childhood friend Isabella, the only daughter of a farm owner so huge that the village's livelihood depends on it, welcomes the two.

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