Chapter 131
âUgh, heâs heavy. I knew this would happen when he started drinking too much in front of Miss Celonia.â
âLetâs shove him into any room and go back downstairs.â
Just then, I heard someone climbing the stairs.
The sudden sign of another person snapped me back to my senses. I absolutely couldnât let anyone catch us.
Without even thinking to wipe away my tears, I urgently grabbed his hand and rushed blindly into the nearest room.
Thud! The door slammed loudly.
âLooks like there are already guests in there.â
âHow impatient.â
The voices of young men snickering outside the door passed by.
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Inside the dark room, I was trapped between the door and Gerardâs body. Even when I stepped backward to escape the suffocating closeness, there was nowhere left to retreat.
ââŚPlease move.â
My heart, once laid bare, began pounding madly as though it had nothing left to hide.
âIâm going home now.â
I stared at his solid chest, where the brooch was fastened, then lifted my head.
But the toe of Gerardâs shoe slid beneath my dress. I felt the smooth fabric of his trouser leg between my bare legs, which had been enveloped by the skirt.
âAre those the eyes of someone asking me to leave?â
His voice, buried in the darkness, was completely hoarse. He took hold of my cheek and slowly stroked around my eye with his thumb.
Whether it was because of the cold or because fear had swallowed me whole, my body had gone as cold as an iron staircase in winter, without the slightest trace of warmth. His flame-like body heat clung to it.
It was strange.
The urge to push away that warmth immediately and the urge to cling to it scattered chaotically inside me. Even I didnât know what I wanted, but Gerard acted like someone who knew the answer.
At that moment, veins bulged along his neck.
Gerardâs right arm began convulsing violently. The pain must have been considerable, because a low groan escaped his tightly closed mouth. And that wasnât the only problem.
âLord Castion, your energyâŚâ
His rampage rate began rising unstably. Unlike me, who was flustered, Gerard seemed like someone submerged in something, unable to see anything but me.
âWait, Gerard. This isnât the time for this. You need purificationâŚâ
Just as I tried to take his right hand, Gerard lightly slapped my hand away and braced himself against the wall beside my face.
âGerard!â
My voice rose without me realizing it. How could he refuse purification in a situation like this?
âHe said he would rather have all four limbs cut off.â
The words I had heard moments ago tore chaotically through my mind.
Even though the raging rampage rate and the pain in his hand must have been causing him unimaginable agony, Gerard merely stared at me with fiercely gleaming eyes.
âPlease.â
In the end, I was the one who became desperate. I was weak against his suffering. I could never help but surrender.
I clutched the hem of his clothes. Then the hand braced against the wall slowly lowered and pressed firmly against my lips.
My lower lip, which I hadnât even realized I was biting, slipped free from where my upper teeth had been crushing it mercilessly.
âThen beg me with your own mouth. Say you want me.â
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âTell me to fill you so deeply that you overflow. Iâll gladly give it to you.â
I wanted to purify him, but Gerard spoke of something else.
He was forcing me to confess.
His unstable energy seeped through my confused consciousness. The air seemed to turn into a viscous liquid, making it difficult to breathe.
My worried lips wouldnât open easily. But my grip on his clothes tightened further.
The eyes staring into mine boiled with vulgar desire. Even though he was in such a precarious state that it wouldnât have been strange for him to pounce on me immediately, he waited only for my answer, as though there would be no compromise.
ââŚP-Purification.â
âSay it properly.â
âUghâŚâ
His large hand grabbed near my b******s and pulled me flush against him.
