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"W-What? But here?"Isolde's voice came out in a tiny squeak, nearly drowned out by the soft hum of the engine as the car had apparently already begun moving slowly away from the mansion grounds. It turned out that Sean, Lucien's trusted personal assistant, had been behind the wheel all along without Isolde realizing it, as the thick black-tinted privacy partition completely blocked her view of the front."Then where do you want it?" Lucien whispered hoarsely. The mature man didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned even closer, resting his forehead against Isolde's temple, which had already become damp with a cold sweat.Isolde turned her chubby face slightly to the side, trying to find a breath of air that suddenly felt scarce around them. "I... I'm embarrassed in front of Sean, Luci. What if he hears us? What if he knows?" Her chubby cheeks had already flushed a deep crimson, burning from the overwhelming intimacy between them. Lucien's slow, heavy breaths brushed against the skin of he

The black SUV finally slowed to a stop in the designated parking area in front of the faculty building. The front privacy partition gradually lowered after Lucien pressed the button on the side door. The atmosphere inside the rear cabin, which had been so heated and filled with overflowing emotions just moments ago, slowly settled down, leaving only the sound of their breathing as it gradually returned to a steady rhythm.Isolde straightened her clothes, which had become slightly disheveled. She climbed off Lucien's lap before opening the car door first. Even though Lucien had not given her a verbal answer to her confession and had only responded by kissing her deeply, Isolde could not hide the joyful sparkle in her round eyes. To her, the actions of that stoic man were more than enough to prove that their feelings were mutual. Lucien's protectiveness and his kiss could not possibly lie.Lucien stepped out through the door on the other side. The mature man once again wore his usual ic

Isolde sat in the middle row, staring blankly at the whiteboard. The professor at the front of the classroom was busy explaining the macroeconomics lesson, but not a single sentence truly registered in the girl's mind. Her thoughts were still spinning wildly over what had happened on the rooftop with Evander, followed by the guilt that continued to gnaw at her heart whenever she remembered Lucien's promise to pick her up that afternoon.As soon as the bell signaling the lunch break rang loudly, the classroom was immediately filled with the chatter of students packing up their books. Isolde let out a long sigh and prepared to slip her laptop into her loose flannel bag."Isolde."A deep, all-too-familiar baritone voice suddenly echoed from the classroom doorway. Isolde looked up, and a second later, her chest tightened with unease.Evander was standing there. The tall man was still wearing a casual shirt with the top two buttons undone, displaying the wild charm that always managed to l

The afternoon had only just begun to settle when Isolde sat alone on one of the wooden benches beneath the shade of a large tree in the university garden. A gentle breeze brushed against her chubby face, yet the cool air did nothing to drive away the heat lingering inside her head.Isolde couldn't stop thinking about the sketch Azriel had shown her at the restaurant earlier. The detailed pencil shading depicting her curvy body beside the figure of a completely naked man replayed in her mind like a film reel. At first, it had felt incredibly erotic and disgusting, but as time passed, the heat building in her lower abdomen instead sparked a reckless fantasy in her mind: what if the scene in that vulgar drawing wasn't with Azriel, but with Lucien?The image of that intimate position shared with the mature man who carried the scent of sandalwood suddenly made Isolde's breathing grow a little heavier. Her chubby cheeks flushed warmly once again.With her plump fingers trembling slightly, I