Be Fascinated - Chapter 32

Amelia’s smiling face hardened at Carlos’s question. She asked Carlos without answering.

“When is the saint coming back to the capital?”

“The saint? Amelia, that saint…”

“I know, Bianca is fake. I was told.”

Amelia grinned. Carlos frowned in disapproval. It was because there’s nothing good about his beloved wife being involved with the fake saint.

Then Amelia said softly.

“It was Carl, I mean.”

“…….”

“In any case, I think you should repay the favor the Grand Duke has given you.”

“Favor? That man wouldn’t consider it a favor. I know my brother well. This is a deal.”

Carlos grunted. Amelia saw it and murmured.

“What deal?”

“A deal to be happy. Just like me now.”

Carlos looked at his wife with a happy expression on his face. But Amelia’s expression darkened.

“Do you think Grand Duke Piast is happy?”

“His happiness is none of my business.”

“If he goes that way, the two will be doomed.”

“The two? Did you know about that as well?”

Carlos’ eyes widened. Amelia closed her eyes softly. Carlos saved Amelia from hell.

They became happy.

But what about Grand Duke Piast? Amelia had not forgotten the cry of the saint Bianca.

‘Empress, I am also that man’s puppet. I can’t help her.’

‘…….’

‘Dare I say, she’s in hell where the Empress formerly was, too.’

‘She is?’

‘Yes, I never wanted that woman, Philia, to be like that. So please, save her if you can.’

The hell she was in wasn’t really that great.

When she went to her fiancé’s land, the barbarians took her. The barbarians did not leave young women alone. After that, her fiancé committed suicide, and she was accused of being a dirty lady and lived without being able to breathe.

Had it not been for Carlos, who suffered the same hardships as her, she would have lived in hell to the end.

Amelia knew how terrible it was. She seems to be being crushed by the situation and being helpless.

Bianca already knew what Claude Piast was doing. Amelia let out a sigh. She could not see the helpless woman imprisoned as she was.

Because she knew very well how terrible that hell was.

“Mmph, hmmh!”

She moved her body slowly, with the man’s stiff length in her mouth. She wrapped her red tongue around it. Tightening her lips, applying strength, and then she loosened them. Her tongue gently stroked the tip of his manhood.

It’s not what the man had asked for. But she also learned it. If she was docile and proactive in the first place, he would be more gentle in their entanglement. However, if she offended him, he would give her a hard time.

Claude was the ruler and master of Philia’s world. She quickly learned that the world changes according to his mood.

“Haa, stop…”

But Philia did not stop. Rather, put her knees up, took him in deeper, and looked into his face.

Claude looked at her as she sucked hard on his manhood. While she was locked up in the mansion for several months, she became extremely submissive. She also occasionally showed a smile.

However, it was no different from the woman she once was in the temple. When he asks her to smile, she smiles and she spreads her legs because he wanted it. It was the same here and now.

Apart from that, her appearance has changed even more. Her always pale face turned red, and her lips grew even redder. The eyes were also moist and tired.

The saint who has always been virtuous is nowhere to be found. The only woman left was one who would watch his mood and, if necessary, suck his manhood to satisfy him, left. Only her own woman. The teasing that stimulated the tip of the glans with her tongue also became more skillful.

“Kugh!”

If he lets his guard down like this, he’ll climax. As soon as she sensed his climax, she pulled the length out of her mouth. However, white fluids splashed over her face.

“…Philia, sorry.”

“No.”

After Philia spoke softly, she wiped it off. The salty scent of chestnut flowers filled the room. She didn’t frown once, although the smell must have played a role.

Claude suddenly remembered Amelia next to his brother Carlos.

It’s the same confinement. Her own brother was equally crazy and obsessed with Amelia.

Perhaps the woman knows, too. That his brother, of his own blood, would be equally mad if she left the Imperial Palace.

He saved Philia from the same hell. But, why was Philia now a doll again, while the woman who was like that doll was smiling brightly?

What was different in the first place?

Claude lifted Philia’s chin. Her head went up helplessly. Was it the color? Philia’s appearance became more beautiful and attractive. She looked like a flower in full bloom.

However, the vivid colors that Claude had so longed for were gone.

“Come here.”

Philia lifted her body and put herself into Claude’s arms. What is this? Claude kissed Philia’s swollen lips. He felt no disgust about her having just sucked on him. He just roughed her inside. Suddenly she lay on the bed, and she accepted his deep kiss.

“Mmm…”

“Are you feeling hot?”

Claude rolled up Philia’s slip. As he put his hand between her round buttocks, he could feel the hot spot there. Even without looking at it, the place would have turned red.

He lifted his finger and put it into the depths. Something hot and slimy swallowed his fingers effortlessly. Her inner walls twitched as he slightly bent his fingers.

“Ah, hnn…”

“Should we do it outside?”

Philia shook her head. It was only at this time that she showed her strong will. Philia looked at him with pleading eyes. Seeing this, Claude’s center also heated up. He looked at the malleable Philia.

She’s used to accepting his touch, and her ripe body doesn’t even tense up anymore. Philia frowned and closed her eyes.

He felt as if he had become trash. Claude admitted it.

“Yes, that’s right, I’m trash to you.”

Claude said to himself, and grabbed his finger and pulled it out. A clear liquid was attached to his finger. Claude licked it with his tongue.

“Still, I’ll give you everything.”

“…….”

“The colored clothes you wanted, the jewelry, and even this house.”

“…….”

“Why don’t you like it?”

Philia didn’t answer. She had answered that question in the past, but she had completely given up now. She knew that it would be of no use.

There was no conversation between them. The only thing that existed was conversations with her body.

“Heeuhkk!”

Claude shoved himself all the way into her to the hilt.

Pound, pound.

Claude’s rough thrusting made the bed creak. It was dissonant. Philia opened her lips and frowned as she let out a sweet moan.

It sounded nice to him, but it was annoying for some reason. But he didn’t know how to stop it. Claude grabbed Philia’s waist and thrusted himself. Even so, he wanted to push himself in like this.

“Open your eyes.”

“…….”

“Philia, open your eyes.”

Philia did not insist, and she looked at Claude meekly. Her eyes, clouded with pleasure, were not looking at him. She didn’t even seem to know what he was saying.

Something was wrong with her. He knew. Even though he knew, he kept holding her in his arms, and he kept longing for her warmth just as before.

Thrust, thrust!

So he got rougher.

“Aahh! Aahh! Please!”

“Please what?”

Claude asked as Philia shouted in an indistinct voice. Please what?

Claude was going to do anything. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He grinned and leaned over to kiss her little lips. Contrary to the soft kiss, the moving waist was harsh.

“Mmmh, hnngh, mmhhh!”

Her voice leaked through the gap between her lips. One thing’s for sure, Philia was so excited and delighted to have sex with him.

How lovely was her lewdness.

“Haa, haaaaaa!”

Her back was arched, and her body trembled. At the same time, Claude also climaxed inside her. Thick s*men leaked out.

Give birth to a child

Someone once said something like that. If you want to hold on to a woman, tell her to have children. He had thought of her having his child, but Claude was not even capable of loving the child, nor was he confident that if he saw the child without loving it, he would not have killed it. So Claude was very strict with contraception.

However, he had other thoughts. When loved ones would have children. Such a child would be a blessing. If so, will it be born as a deficient human being like himself?

Claude loved Philia.

Philia also said that she also likes Claude.

“Shall we have a child?”

Claude whispered quietly in her ear. As Philia’s eyes widened, she looked at Claude. Claude read the feelings of rejection and disgust that ran across her face.

And it broke his heart.