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Episode 5
“A cute little kitten has shown its claws. Don’t be like that. Calmly listen to what this big brother has to say.”
Jamshir said while leisurely crossing his arms. He was handsome, but his personality was cruel, and more than anything, he had a very greasy, flirtatious way about him that his sisters hated. The first princess, Emeda, would disinfect every place Jamshir passed through.
Visenna made a gagging motion.
“I already listened to you calmly and answered by telling you to get lost. And if you call me a little kitten one more time, I’ll kill you.”
“Oh my, Visenna. If it’s you of all people who refuse to listen, you’ll regret it later.”
“Even if I listen, what else are you going to say except some disgusting plan where all the remaining siblings join hands to kill Haran so they can steal that top-grade slave? Do you think I’m some kind of pervert? You want me to kill my own family just to sleep with him once?”
Visenna snapped back in a sharp voice.
The seven bed-servant slaves standing nearby all looked at her with confused expressions.
Jamshir looked toward the door with pity.
Oh dear. Poor thing. She probably doesn’t know… but among all of us, you’re the biggest pervert, Visenna.’
He even shook his head sadly.
However, Jamshir was mistaken about one thing.
Visenna truly had no intention of killing Haran.
They had fought since childhood, and despite everything, they had developed a strange bond. Also, after receiving the phoenix feather from Haran, Visenna became curious about what other rare materials Haran might possess.
That was why she was the only one who didn’t target Haran when sending her a first-night gift.
“I don’t have any more time to waste dealing with you, so if you don’t want to die, leave right now!”
From inside the room, the sound of something breaking rang out.
Growling, Visenna chased away her brother, who had come to plot an assassination.
Jamshir shrugged and said he would come again before leaving. His maid stared at the tightly locked door for a moment before quietly following him.
Lucius kept his promise and did not touch Haran.
Wrapped completely in a blanket, he only played with her long silver hair while resting his head on her thigh. Whenever Haran felt his breath against her skin, she shifted slightly as if uncomfortable.
She was clearly exhausted, yet she still forced open her sleepy eyes to watch him cautiously.
It was amusing.
After even performing the contract ritual with the god Aster, why was she still so worried?
He had no intention of doing anything to her tonight anyway.
‘After going through all that trouble to lure her onto the bed…’
He would leave the cage door open and wait patiently so she wouldn’t run away.
A smile spread across Lucius’s face.
The reason he chose Haran as his master instead of Visenna was simple.
If he chose Visenna, who was honest about her desires, controlling her would be easy. But it probably wouldn’t be fun.
On the other hand, Haran seemed like the type who was humble despite receiving the Sultan’s favor and who cared deeply about rules and principles.
That was exactly the kind of person Lucius enjoyed teasing.
Though his idea of “teasing” was a little different from what ordinary people considered normal…
Anyway, Lucius thought Haran would be that kind of person.
‘Until we were alone in the bedroom.’
Haran was like someone who had gathered all the innocence in the world and molded it into one person.
She was pure, clumsy, and awkward.
She was completely different from the person who had stood before the Sultan and her brothers, confidently expressing her opinions with intelligent eyes and a steady voice.
She hugged Lucius first and then immediately panicked.
She had even apologized for not asking a slave his name despite being a noble princess.
Because of that, he became curious.
How soft were those plump lips that could say both bold words and adorable words at the same time?
Just imagining it made his body heat up.
He wanted to make Haran completely his.
He wanted to shake her heart until it was filled only with thoughts of Lucius.
If he pushed deep inside her, Haran would probably fall apart and let out sweet sounds with that beautiful face…
‘Would she get angry if I did it on her face?’
Lucius smiled happily.
The reason he came to the Baral Kingdom was to find the lamp that sealed the desert demon, the “Jinn.”
But while he enjoyed playing the role of a slave, he planned to faithfully serve Princess Haran.
With his face and his body.
‘Besides, there was a loophole in the contract Haran created.’
If even one of them, Lucius or Haran, did not consider an action to be sexual intercourse, then anything related to it was allowed.
Even if the god Aster punished Lucius according to the contract, he wasn’t afraid.
Would someone who knew nothing about the world, like Haran, even understand?
Lucius’s purity was so valuable that demons and evil gods came to him in dreams and begged for it.
But for his cute princess, he planned to offer it politely without asking for anything in return.
‘Because it’s fun.’
While Lucius was thinking that, Haran, who had been silent for a long time, secretly glanced at him and finally spoke.
“Who dressed you like that?”
It was an unexpected question.
“The old man.”
Lucius answered indifferently.
A topic that wasn’t about him or her was boring.
Haran’s lips pressed into a straight line.
“You won’t dress like that again.”
Huh?
Lucius sat up.
Then, from a very close distance, he stared deeply at Haran.
“Why?”
“What do you mean, why?”
Haran tilted her head slightly as if she truly didn’t understand.
Her large pink eyes were filled with confusion, and her lips were slightly parted.
It was dangerously beautiful.
It was a moment of impulse.
Because the faint morning air felt strange.
Because the warmth of their bodies touching the bed felt good.
Because the face in front of him was too dazzling…
Lucius slowly moved closer.
Haran gently closed her eyes.
Right before their lips touched, she heard a whisper that sounded almost like a demon’s.
“I’ll take the punishment.”
In lightning speed, Lucius wrapped his hand around the back of Haran’s head.
The breaths of the two people, which had been moving at different speeds, became one.
Lucius first kissed Haran’s lips several times.
He pressed against them softly, then lightly sucked on them.
The moment her lips parted, his tongue took control.
While gently stroking Haran’s hair, Lucius moved intensely inside her mouth.
Haran’s insides felt hot enough to make her gasp.
Lucius, who was tasting someone’s lips for the first time, became completely intoxicated.
Haran’s first kiss, too, right?
Was kissing always this wonderful?
Or was it only because it was Haran?
Either way, every muscle in his body reacted, and his lower stomach burned with desire.
His body was reaching its limit.
Lucius held her tongue as if he wanted to swallow it whole.
Haran couldn’t think clearly anymore and could only respond to him.
When Lucius traced the roof of her mouth.
Haran’s eyes suddenly opened.
Like a predator that had caught its prey, Lucius’s eyes flashed.
Overcome with excitement, Lucius pulled Haran onto his lap.
He gently held her cheeks and pulled her closer, going deeper.
Haran raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck.
Haran was sweet.
Sweeter than fruit soaked in sugar.
If just a kiss felt like this, then what would something more be like?
“Lu… Lucius…”
When Haran suddenly pulled her head back, Lucius didn’t let her escape.
He chased after her and pressed his lips against hers again.
Through the short gap, Haran barely managed to speak.
“I… I need air! I can’t breathe!”
“You can breathe through your nose.”
Lucius murmured against her lips.
“But… but I can’t… ah…”
When Haran gasped like she was about to lose her breath, Lucius finally backed away.
Instead, his hands continued to tease her.
The unfamiliar sensations made Haran repeatedly let out shaky breaths.
She had never experienced anything like this before.
She tried to squeeze her thighs together, but Lucius firmly held them and wouldn’t let her.
“Why, sister? You’re pretty.”
His rough breathing filled the bedroom.
Lucius lowered the strap of her dress and was about to kiss her collarbone, but he stopped.
He had to endure.
Until the princess permitted him.
Clenching his teeth, Lucius pulled the strap back up and instead played with her earlobe using his fingers and lips.
Haran closed her eyes.
Her body trembled several times like she was having a small seizure, and she breathed heavily before falling asleep as if she had fainted.
The princess already had poor stamina, and she had stayed awake all night.
No wonder she was exhausted.
Lucius looked at Haran dozing off in his arms and smiled.
“Why are you so cute?”
He gently laid Haran down on the soft pillow filled with goose feathers.
From somewhere, a faint rattling sound like wind chimes could be heard.
The sound grew louder and soon changed into something strange, like the cry of a vicious monster.
“Be quiet. The princess is sleeping.”
The gentle voice from before turned colder than the north wind.
The sound soon disappeared, and the bedroom fell into a dreamy silence.
Lucius wrapped his arms around Haran and closed his eyes in satisfaction.
