The Regressor Sells Giyeon 147

Chapter 147 – Adultery

#147.

I caught my breath in that state for a moment, and I felt his gaze.

He looked up and his eyes met Priscilla, who was staring at him through the reflected light of the window.

Priscilla, who was naked and gasping wildly with slightly open eyes, as if her stamina was exhausted, made her cock, which seemed to have barely subsided, harden at once.

Gaon looked down at Priscilla’s cunt and her cock, which was tainted with sperm and juices, and moved closer to the sudden surge of sadism and gently turned her head away.

Gaon, who met his eyes directly rather than through a window, said while bringing his cock to his red lips.

“Could you clean up here?”
“… What did you say?”
“Please clean the cock. It’s pretty dirty.”

Then, when he presses it back, the hot breath that leaks out between his slightly parted lips tickles the glans and incites even more excitement.

When I applied pressure with a slight movement of his waist, a faint pleasure arose from the glans sliding along the even teeth.

“Come on. Aren’t I even getting pregnant?”
“That… What is…”
“Isn’t it? Priscilla-nim asked me to get pregnant, so I’m putting in so much effort. Then shouldn’t we show sincerity?”

After today, Gaon and Priscilla must return to the position of ordinary collaborators.

Her feelings of resentment that she felt impatience alone seemed to make her more rough and sadistic for no reason.

The reason he can’t control it even though he knows that is probably because he’s only that kind of a man.

He stared down at her with his cock hanging over her lips and pressed, and soon Priscilla’s teeth opened, revealing her red tongue.

“… Why are you being so mean?”

But what she was doing wasn’t holding her cock or moving her tongue to lick her glans, it was to appeal to her own feelings.

A single tear streamed down from the moist eyes.

“Gaonkyung wasn’t originally like this. Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”
“…”
“Is it because of me? Am I the problem? Is it because I’m a strange woman, and that’s why all men change like this?”

Sergio, who caused an unexpected runaway with the Count who was too insensitive. And even the sadistic side of Gaon, who was always by his side and gave him strength.

Priscilla felt as if she was the cause of these changes.

Looking at her like that, Gaon’s mind was complicated.

‘Why did you do that?’

Everyone has freedom, and no one has the right to infringe on that freedom.

Gaon was angry about the series of processes and had no right to treat Priscilla harshly.

No, the problem is that I was angry in the first place.

Whether Priscilla sees him as just a surrogate or whether she takes on another man is irrelevant.

If Gaon had treated Priscilla as just her client, she would not have had to violate Priscilla while feeling remorse for betraying Chorin and Hayeon.

Just leave the room and watch another man enter Priscilla’s room.

Why not?

‘Really, that’s pathetic.’

Ultimately, because of greed.

Even Priscilla is greedy for the topic of not even properly defining her feelings for Cho-rin and Ha-yeon, and is trying to get them somehow.

Love is a two-way emotion.

This contradictory behavior of not thinking about giving but only thinking about receiving was a selfish act that made me feel sick.

So now I have to make a decision.

Not only Priscilla in front of me, but also Chorin and Hayeon. It was his turn to return the affection he had received from them.

Gaon, whose excitement had cooled and her spirit cooled down, knelt down on her knees, brought her to her eye level, and stole Priscilla’s tears from her eyes.

Right now today No, since it’s been a day, it’s what I did yesterday morning.

A bitter smile was formed for no reason.

“Priscilla-sama.”
“… Gaonkyung.”

Unlike the sadistic expression from before, Priscilla regained her stability when Gaon regained her normal appearance.

Seeing her relieved, Gaon mustered up her courage and said quietly.

“Priscilla-sama, what do you think of me?”
“… Yes?”
“To Priscilla-sama, what kind of existence am I? Are you the one who just needs to get pregnant? Or, a little more… Are you precious?”
“…”

Perhaps because of her unexpected question, Priscilla couldn’t say anything with her mouth open. Only her two eyes blinked, but she stood still for a few seconds, then flinched and asked with a stutter.

“That, what does that mean? Why are you asking that?”

In her transparent and bright purple eyes, there was a great concern and an unconcealable anticipation.

Gaon, who finally discovered it, responded with a happy smile even though he was depressed at the thought of having wandered aimlessly.

“Because I love you.”

Cho-rin and Ha-yeon feel sorry for each other.

She felt guilty for confessing to Priscilla before they had been together for months, but she couldn’t hide it any longer.

Call them in the morning and apologize. With the words I love you.

“So, what about Priscilla? What do you think of me?”
“Ah… That, that’s it. Me, i…”

Priscilla, who stutters her words as if she doesn’t know what to do. The tears that had stopped flowing from her eyes were flowing again.

Tears of joy, not sadness.

This time, I asked a more direct question to Priscilla, who was crying while turning her gaze around as if she couldn’t realize it.

“Do you love me?”
“… I love you.”

Suddenly, Priscilla’s voice reached my ears along with the tears running down her cheeks.

One-sided love makes people sick.

However, on the contrary, when she found out that each other’s feelings matched, the joy was high enough to far exceed such sadness.

At the same time, on the other hand, I felt resentful, wondering why he hid those feelings and treated me coldly.

“Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”
“… How is it? I am already a married woman. You have lovers too, how can I say I love you.”

Priscilla shook her head, saying that she couldn’t do such a shameless thing. Looking at her, her gaon smiled a little dumbfounded.

“Then is it okay to ask you to impregnate me?”
“Yeah, that’s true, but I wanted to be loved by Gaon even for just one day. Even if it’s not sincere, at least I wanted to have that fruition. I think if I have a child, I can endure it even if I can’t connect with you…”

In the end, what Priscilla wanted was neither power nor revenge for the Count, but only the affection of one person.

Gaon felt his heart tickle and asked what came to his mind.

“Then you mean to call another man? You said you called because you were close.”
“That’s right, I thought that if I said that, Gaon would ease the burden and get me pregnant…”
“You just tuned in?”
“Yes.”

Gaon grabbed his forehead. He was saying that it was really just a misunderstanding from start to finish.

It was Priscilla’s fault for not speaking frankly, but her biggest problem was herself, who had run wild imaginations and made strange hypotheses.

Gaon, who had been blaming himself, recalled that his cock was still touching Priscilla’s lips, and then backed away slightly before raising her body.

“First, take a break. Was it hard?”
“… It was hard. You did it too hard.”

A warm smile came to Gaon’s lips as he secretly leaned on his chest and acted childishly.

Holding him in his arms, he said as he headed for the bed.

“But why are you calling me Gaon all of a sudden? Until now, you’ve attached a sutra at the end.”

When I mentioned the naturally changed tone of voice, Priscilla whispered in a voice as if she was a little sad.

“Aren’t you lovers now? I would like to use a closer name. You… Feel free to call me.”
“… All right. Priscilla.”

When he stopped talking, Priscilla grinned.

Gaon kindly put her down on her bed and tried to get her up.

His external status is nothing more than a free knight and temporarily escorting Priscilla.

Naturally, it was better for Priscilla to go back to her room in order to avoid her maids who would come to wait on her in the morning.

But Priscilla didn’t think so, so she hurriedly reached out her hand and pulled it around Gaon’s neck.

“Let’s stay a little longer.”
“If you get caught, you will be in big trouble. I have to go back.”
“Just until you fall asleep. Yes? Please.”

How can I refuse such a request? Gaon looked at the door for a while, as if making a guess, then quietly lay down next to Priscilla.

“All right. Should I go to sleep instead?”
“If Gaon gives me an arm pillow.”
“You’re done being a kid…”

As she stretched out her arm, Priscilla quickly came over and lifted her head. Her hair was disheveled from her intense sex, but she was still beautiful.

He patted her on the back as we met her eyes, and Priscilla kissed her lightly on the lips before closing her eyes.

As time passed, Priscilla’s breathing gradually began to thin out.

Gaon, who had been patting her on the back, confirmed that she had completely fallen asleep, then put Priscilla’s head on the pillow with a void object and raised her up.

Looking around her, she sees the interior of her bedroom, a mess of bodily fluids.

‘I’m glad I bought the scroll.’

If she was going to clean up, she’d be no good in a few hours. Perhaps in the morning the maids came in, looked around her room, and noticed her infidelity.

Gaon took out a cleaning scroll from the pocket of her lower waist that she threw earlier, finished cleaning her clothes, put on her clothes, and left the room.

The hallway at dawn was quiet.

Gaon left Priscilla’s room and went to her assigned place.

‘What should I say?’

While thinking about how to explain it to Chorin and Hayeon.