Tonight， Your Wife Will Be Mine. 73

Chapter 73 – 7. Wife, Lady, Maid (3)

The Marquis’ bedroom.

The room, which had been subdued and fragrant, was covered with a terrible male body odor. After waking up after an unknown number of sexes, Rom got out of bed and moved to a nearby table. She lifted the kettle on top of it and gulped down without pouring it into a glass.

“After…”

The content was a simple saline solution. It was a drink I prepared to drink whenever I had to replenish water while having sex. The salt water, cool enough to drink in the cold air, was perfect for quenching thirst.

“Good.”

Rome muttered as if in monologue, stealing the water stream running down her chin with the back of her hand. For training, he never got tired even if he swung his sword countless times, but it wasn’t easy to ejaculate dozens of times without stopping all day long.

“It’s not over, Oriane.”

“Whoops, ah…”

It was a truly rewarding day. If the first time she held her was emotionally charged, today was the day of desire liberated from her restraint. She had indulged in every way for several hours until the early morning of the Marquis Lady she longed for.

“Wake up.”

“For a little while, let me rest…”

And that was still in progress. After repeatedly biting into the kettle and taking a few more sips, Rom approached the head of the bed. He put the thing he was holding down on the floor and reached out with a savage hand. He tugged at her brilliant golden hair, scolded the female who was stretching out with a howl, and slapped his butt vigorously.

Cheep, Cheep!

I don’t know how bad it was to tremble every time I got hit. Orianne, who begged in a very tender voice that she was having a hard time, had to suffer for some more time for not realizing that she was being naughty herself.

“Sounds like a cocky bitch.”

Until I faint like my wrong taste. While constantly being tormented by Rom, who has transformed into a rogue knight in a sensual novel. When I begged her to rest for a while, she persisted in the weakness of her finger, which was placed in a very sensitive state.

“Come on.”

There is no exit. So is rest. Because this was what the marquise’s wife had wished for. In other words, it is self-employed. So Rom, who casually poured out her desires, spent several more hours with her. She was tired, so she set aside her desire to close her eyes for a while and burned her dawn.

“Don’t worry, my sister was a joke. It’s true that it was my taste, but you are the best.”

The words she said while making her bark like a bitch whenever her butt was hit by her junior position.

“By the way, wouldn’t it be fun to bet how long it would take until your daughter fell?”

The words he said as he climbed onto the bed with her lying on the bed and stabbed her throat mercilessly.

“Looking forward to it. A wedding with your mother and daughter.”

The words she spat while sitting on a chair and enjoying the valley of her breasts.

“Yeah, me too…”

The answer that came back was always one.

* * *

It was already morning. After covering the fainting Orianne with a blanket and escaping from the room, Rome returned to the outer cabin prepared for her. Even though it was time for the sun to shine brightly, the weather, which was very gloomy with a fierce snowstorm, felt gloomy.

It must be a very cozy feeling to go to sleep.

Anyway, it was a satisfying day. As soon as he closed the door, he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom to turn on the hot water. He worked for a long time wiping off his body, which was soiled with sweat and bodily fluids, then washed his hair and came out. He wished he had someone to wait on him when he was bathing, but Rom, who had just become a nobleman, didn’t have much to say about it.

‘Well, I just have to work through it gradually.’

After all, there might be an option to let Lucienne help. But it must have taken some time for the Winterstone Lady from the North to come. It was clear that her daughter, who suffered before her mother, still couldn’t escape the aftereffects of her past love affair.

‘Because sleeping with an uncomfortable body isn’t my preference.’

Rom, who wiped his wet hair with the provided towel, lit a fire in the fireplace. While staring at the blazing fire as she poked the firewood with her poker, she suddenly sensed an energy and brought a nearby chair to her.

“What did you come for?”

Slowly, without clothes on, he sat down on a chair and suddenly asked a question while looking at the door leading to the hallway. At first glance, he was just a person who witnessed something in a deserted room. But in fact, as befits the best knight in the center, he recognized the uninvited guest who came with his footsteps silenced.

“Come out because everyone is caught.”

Rom groaned in a low voice. Even so, there was no reaction at first. It was only after her eyes were fixed for a long time that the closed door opened with a small sigh.

“… This is me, Sir Dior.”

Soon after, a woman appeared, neatly dressed in her neat maid’s uniform. She was Françoise, the exclusive lady-in-waiting who accompanied the Lady of the Marquis closest. Her well-groomed hair and her figure, which stood out even above the thick uniform, were very impressive, and she did not look good.

“No, should I call you Baron Romuald now?”

“Well? Seeing as you’ve come at a time like this, I don’t think either of them are the titles you want.”

In her hand was a crystal ball used to record images. She didn’t seem to have any intention of hiding it, but the glimmer of light seemed to indicate that she was still recording. It seemed that she was probably trying to get evidence from me.

“Yes, you trash!”

“It’s embarrassing to sell it all at once.”

“For a bastard like you, even the word trash is a waste!”

“What about that crystal ball?”

Her face, stained with repulsion, was tinged with cynicism. She seemed certain that she had presumably cornered me. Rom, who unexpectedly felt lust for her at her bold appearance, sighed. Even in her previous life, Françoise was a truly beautiful woman.

To the owner, should she be called the maid?

Especially, her voluptuous body was very attractive.

“As you might guess, it’s a magic tool.”

“It’s for video recording. It’s true that I’m confident in my body, but it’s a bit difficult to shoot like that without consent. If Jung man is in need, he should have seduced him by pushing his chest.”

“Everyone, shut up! I’m not interested in your body!”

It had strong muscles like a statue. Unlike a man who simply took care of his body with style, there was no place where he did not fall well, befitting a knight who had lived his entire life on the battlefield. Even more so, the thing hanging limply between my legs was as thick as a snake.

“I’m here to talk about the lady!”

There was no doubt that he was a handsome man. Except that the bloody scars on his face look scary, because he was perfect like the main character in a popular romantic novel. If he hadn’t seen the mistress play promiscuously, or if he hadn’t known that he was threatening the lady, he would have been quite nice personally.

“You mean Lucienne?”

“And the madam too!”

Only then did Rome notice, and nodded, saying that he seemed to know roughly. Because of that, the living space of the fort, where a mother and daughter stayed, was very small compared to other aristocratic mansions. Nevertheless, it is true that it was a space that could still accommodate many people, but the circulation of employees was very limited.

‘I was careful to be careful, but I mean. Well, I’ve been a bit careless for a while…’

Her tryst her with mother and daughter was held only in a limited space. However, for the reasons given above, it was highly probable that there was a maid who witnessed the spectacle. Right now, even Rome was wary of Oriane’s nanny, Marion, and she tried to exclude him.

It didn’t matter much now that it was announced that she had been given the title of baron and promised to marry her.

“Why are you two?”

“Don’t pretend! I saw with my own eyes how you threatened the mistress and the young lady and made them playthings!”

“Therefore?”

Rom, feeling the old fatigue, yawned involuntarily. It wasn’t meant to be, but it felt like a kind of provocation to Françoise. Even though I told you face to face that I knew of the evil you had done, it seemed like you didn’t pay much attention.

“Is that so?”

“It is as you say. They fit my dick. Mother-daughter toys to play with while teasing and teasing when bored. The truth is a bit more complicated, but anyway…”

Françoise exclaimed in exasperation.

“You are truly helpless!”

“Hey, what does that mean?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“You didn’t come here because you wanted something. You have to ask for something to give an answer. I’m tired because I just came back from playing with you for the two years you mentioned. So, if you have any business, finish it quickly and let me go to sleep.”

It was absurd. Françoise, stuttering at Rome’s impudent attitude to her, managed to calm her anger. She shouted her barak barak as she held out her crystal ball in front of her.

“Romuald of Dior! I, Françoise, who serves the Lemoang family, have witnessed your evil deeds! The way he scared our mistress and lady! I’ll give you one last chance, so let’s get your hands off of them and leave from today! If you don’t, I’ll take this crystal ball to the courtier from the center and accuse you!”

It was not a bad blackmail for a unknowing maid to attack. No matter how noble you are, cowardice is a serious crime, and moreover, if you are an employee who serves your family, the effect and impact of accusation or testimony will be greater than that of ordinary citizens.

“You used your hair unexpectedly?”

“Miss Lucienne is a precious person to me! The madam has always been kind to us! I can’t let two people like that suffer from an asshole like you who doesn’t even know where they came from!”

“In one word, you mean get out of here, right?”

“If I just leave quietly, I won’t take matters that have happened so far. Whether they do the same elsewhere or not, that’s none of my business. But not in the North. Moreover, against the mistress and lady of our stronghold!”

Rom, deep in thought, nodded.

“Indeed.”

Françoise was putting on a stern expression in her own way so as not to look down on her. I also hoped in my mind that my blackmail might have worked properly over his reaction to her, just in case.

“I can’t accept that.”

“Are you saying it’s okay to accuse the court baek? Do you really want to disappear into the dew of the execution ground?”

“It’s a pity, but it won’t change anything if you tell me.”

“Uh, what… !”

“You are really stupid. A knight usually has his whole body as a weapon. It’s me that even those people fear. What the hell are you doing to threaten me with only one crystal ball?”

It wasn’t. Rom stood up, gripping the arm of his chair. Startled, Françoise pulled out the dagger sheathed from his sleeve.

Visor!

It was something that seemed quite expensive for a single maid. As I traced her memory of her and inferred it, I wondered if it might be a memento inherited from her father her, who was her knight her. She warned, shaking her hands like her twigs before the wind without her leaves.

“Everyone, don’t come closer!”

“There were weapons, too.”

It was an awkward posture. It was clear that she had never stabbed a person before. If she was an ordinary maid, she would have no choice but to be like that. And even if she it’s a civilian with no experience in Amman, if she it’s an opponent with a blade, it’s hard to overpower it, even if she it’s a knight.

But roms are different, pod!

“Yes, but it’s children’s play.”

In the blink of an eye, he approached Françoise, threw down his dagger her and snatched his wrist her. After subduing the slender Winter Stone Bijou, he stole the crystal ball. He tore off the white apron of his uniform with one hand and bound his whole body with the rope attached to it.

“Leave this… !”

“You’re a mean maid to wield a knife at a soon-to-be adult master.”

“Kuh, let it go…!”

“You will need an education.”

The clothes that cling to the body his clearly reveal the beautiful curves.