With the soft, chilling glide of paper over the wooden threshold.The shadow of a man, imposing as a rocky mountain, cast itself like an ill omen upon the tightly closed door.The door opened silently.In an instant, my violently pounding heartbeat stopped as if it were a lie—a terror that sent blood rushing backward and froze my organs solid.In the darkness, the male body that crossed the threshold of the exalted matriarch's room with cautious yet heavy, deliberate footsteps was in a state of perfect, absolute nakedness, without a single thread upon him.Even in that pitch-black abyss where even the moonlight held its breath, the overwhelming, feral heat exuding from his broad physique instantly swallowed the air in the Inner Sanctum.Laying stiff on my lustrous silk bedding, the very first thing that violently pierced through my frozen vision was that formidable, rigid shaft, surging into the air and exuding a primal masculine force from between the servant's thighs.
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