His nickname of Camden vampire was no exaggeration. Even though he wanted to cover his ears as the sound of him sucking blood continued in bare, Fred, with his limbs tied, couldnât. At the same time, Graceâs eyelids, which were tightly closed in pain, trembled.
Fred trembled at the scene that reminded him of a vampire movie he had seen once.
âAh!â
âHaaâŠâ
The moment her tightly pressed lips parted with a loud burst, painful moans and exhaled breath intersect.
âUhmmâŠâ
From between his lips, wet with blood and saliva, a moan filled with lust flowed vociferously to anyone who heard it.
Winston hugged Grace tightly as if she was his. His arms wrapped around her waist, bent and climbed up, crushing her plump breasts. Under the maidâs robe, he could clearly see the round flesh wrinkling mercilessly.
âHuht, donât do this hereâŠâ
Camdenâs vampire ignored Graceâs pleas and buried his head in the nape of her neck again, raising his eyes and glaring at Fred. As his eyes that lit with wrath were no longer there, a vulgar rapture flashed in the unfocused eyes.
It was only then that Fred realized belatedly what Winston asked of Grace in return.
âDo, donât.â
âŠThe devil wanted to defile his saint.
Fred, who struggled with courage, poured out pleading with his clenched teeth. However, when Winston never stopped harassing Grace, the begging soon became a threat.
âI, I told you to stop!â
Feeling guilty now? Bluffing in front of the woman�
For some reason, the coward began to belatedly show courage because of the shameless bastard who held this woman in his hands. Leon pushed his tongue out and licked up the blood stains from her thin neck.
âYouâve deceived me pretty well so far. I frankly appreciated that ability, so I would have been disappointed if you had been promised to marry that idiot, Miss Riddle.â
As he pressed his lips against her neck again, Fred spat another pitiful threat.
âCommander, Commander-in-Chief wonât let you goâŠâ
âStop it, Fred.â
âHe doesnât know that weâre even dating, doesnât he?â
He continued his sarcasm disguised as pride.
âA date with the last princess of the great Riddle family. I even got a deep kiss, so itâs an honor that will remain in the family.â
Fredâs eyes fluttered, and the woman shook her head again. This time, it was a gesture directed at that lowly child, not Leon.
Leon laughed when he read that it wasnât what he thought it was.
âUghâŠâ
He quickly turned Grace around and grabbed her by the neck, âFor the sake of the Duke, you were a whore who would kiss anyone.â
âNo, no.â
âBe honest. Did you get orders to seduce me to get information?â
The woman shook her head, but, realizing that it was a lie, Leon tightened the grip even more.
âGasp, my breathâŠâ
âYou said that on the pool table that day, too. Do you think Iâm naive enough to be fooled twice?â
Her face turned bright red in an instant, and the woman raised her fingers and scratched the back of his hand.
However, the added anger caused Leon to feel no pain. The fact that she was constantly flirting in front of him, that she liked him, and that she was occupying his bathtub naked in the middle of the night were all just beautiful things in the world.
âHow ridiculous you must have been seeing me as, huh? A stupid bastard who doesnât even know itâs an enemy.â
It was humiliating to be deceived by the spyâs cunning tricks. In addition, everything he did to this woman made him feel even more miserable.
âBut, did you try to run away without properly completing the mission to spread your legs? You pathetic spy.â
The moment his vision flickered and became dark, his hand that had gripped Graceâs neck suddenly fell. She staggered and slumped down. Gasping for her breath, she did not even have time to feel the pain of falling to the hard floor.
âHaa, haaâŠâ
âFortunately for you, Iâm still just a stupid bastard who doesnât even know itâs an enemy.â
Grace raised her head.
The black devil, with his back to the light, stood tall in front of her. Even in her suffocation and blurred vision, she could clearly see the horn-like center in him.
âMiss Grace Riddle, you must complete your mission.â
Seeing the creepy madness in his smile, Grace shuddered and squeezed her eyes shut. Amid the noise of rustling and undressing, Winston asked in a mocking voice.
âI heard that you teach girls to use worldly beauty?â
Donât try to stir up reckless conspiracy. Weâre not as ugly as you royal pigs.
Considering the lives of the two, it was impossible to say. Grace swallowed the words that welled up to the tip of her chin.
âSo, when Blanchardâs girl is caught, everyone in the top drools. Besides, you are the daughter of a whore who has possessed many military officers with your lower mouth, so there will be more than ten salivating people here in the West alone waiting for you to be caught.â
How dare you call my mother a whore.
Grace opened her eyes and glared at Winston.
That s*x maniac just smiled brightly. He folded the officerâs uniform jacket flat and hung it on the table, then neatly folded the sleeves without the cuffs before raising it over his elbow.
It was his act before torture.
âThe last whore of the venerable prostitute family fell into my hands. I have high expectations.â
Winston leaned over and held out a hand to her. That gentleman-like hand would soon mock her body like a gangster.
Grace glanced at his disgusting hand and glanced at the wall.
âSend him somewhere else.â
At her words, he glanced at Fred, who muttered incomprehensible words like a maniac, then shook his head.
âYou know that? In the old days, there was a witness in the newlywedsâ room on the first night.â
She shouldnât expect common sense from people who donât have common sense. Grace leaned over to the dagger in his other hand.
âYou should rather kill me.â
Winston chuckled as if Grace had been a cute lamb and stood up.
âIâll cover his eyes.â
Fred whispered as he went to the closet opposite him to get the eye covering.
âPleaseâŠ. Grace, donât do that.â
Grace clenched her teeth.
Itâs all because of you⊠Itâs something I have to do because of you. Donât act as if Iâm voluntarily selling my body.
âIf I donât do it, will you do it?â
There was a sense of betrayal that could not be filtered out in her voice.
âHuh⊠Iâm really, really sorry.â
âIf youâre sorry for me, donât tell anyone about this.â
Please, Fred, shut up⊠so no one would know of this shameful thing.
At least, she didnât want Jimmy to know. He would blame himself for putting her in the lionâs den. On the other hand, she was also afraid. If Jimmy thought she was dirty because of another man, even for sleeping with the enemy⊠If he left herâŠ
âNo, he is not that person. He loves me. Jimmy loves me. I love him though now with this dirty s*x maniacâŠâ
With a sad heart, Grace repeated the same words like a spell as Winston, who had covered Fredâs eyes with an eye covering, approached. As he leaned over, she bit her teeth.
âDarling, why are you shaking like this?â
She trembled even more at the friendly hug.
âAre you cold? I didnât even take off your clothes⊠not yet.â
There was a sly laugh at the end of the worried remarks.
As he lifted Grace up, Winston sat her down on an iron chair for the newspaper. The inside of her shoes, sitting on the edge of the chair, was touching him due to her crooked posture, and his head tilted obliquely.
Winston gazed at Grace with the tip of his index finger on his temple, and there was no request or order.
âPleaseâŠÂ Sniff, donâtâŠâ
An uncomfortable silence continued, with only Fredâs sobs.
He scoured Graceâs body, silently and tenaciously, like a beast before it leaped to its prey.
The moment his gaze reached the ankle wrapped in cheap stockings, he moved. He crossed his long legs and lifted the shiny tips of his shoes. The wind lifted her skirt, but Grace did not avoid this outright harassment.
ââŠIt doesnât mean anything anymore.â
The rigid shoe nose came in between the neatly gathered knees. He stopped tapping the inside of her knee only after Grace had spread her legs shoulder-width apart.