My Perfect Omega - Chapter 79
Before she knew it, a long time had passed. After finally being left alone, Leila let out a long sigh and brushed her hair back.
“Haah, it still feels like I can hear their chatter next to my ears.”
The dressmakers, as if drawing energy from the whole world, never seemed to stop talking. What colors do you like, what gemstones do you prefer, what kind of dress shape do you favor, which fabrics are most comfortable for you…?
They bombarded her with countless questions, but Leila couldn’t answer. To her, having preferences felt like a luxury.
“Emma…”
“Yes, my lady.”
Emma, who had been tidying up, quickly approached. Leila wanted to bring up what Emma had tried to say earlier.
“About what you mentioned before…”
“Oh my!”
Emma, who was standing in front of Leila, suddenly jumped at Lucas’s unexpected appearance from behind.
“Is it really that surprising?”
Lucas gave Emma a look, signaling her to leave. Sensing his intent, Emma quickly shouted,
“Oh, right! The chef had requested some ingredients, and I forgot to deliver them. He must be very busy preparing dinner, so I should take them to him right away.”
Even while making excuses, Emma, fitting her role as head maid, swiftly finished her tasks and left the room. Although Leila found Emma’s quick departure suspicious, she decided to ask Lucas directly instead.
“Why did you suddenly call the dressmakers?”
“Did they take your measurements well?”
Rather than answering her question, Lucas responded with another question as he lifted her up. His natural demeanor caused Leila to instinctively wrap her arms around his neck and lean on him.
Instead of sitting on the sofa, he carried her to the bedroom.
“…I was still resting. The dressmakers just left. Why did you call them? What am I supposed to do with these custom-made clothes?”
“Well, you’ll see soon enough. If you have no use for them, how about giving them as a gift to that maid you cherish, Anna?”
His words made Leila clam up like a shell. It sounded as though he could bring Anna back anytime, leaving her speechless.
“Ah…”
As soon as Lucas laid her on the bed, he reached for the back of her dress as if to undress her again. She struggled to resist his hands, but he was too skilled and quick, and soon she was naked.
Blushing with embarrassment, she reached out her hands, only to touch his firm chest. Lucas silently guided her wrists to wrap around his neck, seeming well aware of how she would cling to him in fear every time they were intimate.
“Why are you making that face?”
Looking down at her wandering expression, Lucas asked. Though he didn’t like her stubbornly closed lips, it didn’t matter. He could always force them open.
He inserted his thumb between her lips. Unable to resist his strength, her mouth opened, and his wet tongue invaded. His saliva-slick tongue roamed inside her mouth.
“Haah…”
Despite the difficulty, she clung tightly to his neck, soon mixing her tongue with his. Grabbing her hips with both hands, he lifted her easily and pushed her towards the head of the bed.
After hearing all her inner thoughts the day before, he had her maids and their families arrested against her wishes, then came straight to the bedroom and spread her legs. Pouring his rising irritation and anger into her until she passed out.
Even now, working made him recall last night, so he came up again, partly to confirm the dressmakers’ visit.
“Haa, this time, I don’t plan to take suppressants during my rut.”
“Wh-why?”
“Why? To stay stuck to you, of course. Even a day doesn’t seem enough. Maybe if we stay glued together for a week, I might get a bit tired of it. What do you think?”
Hearing his sharp words, Leila quietly opened and closed her lips, then tightened her arms around his neck. Pleased with her silent clinginess, he immediately lowered his hand and parted her delicate folds.
