Portrait of An Arrogant Master - Chapter 84
The tip was also swollen, but the pillar was more like a woman’s forearm in length rather than just an organ. Even without seeing, Macy could tell it was covered in her own fluids, aiming at the gaping hole that seemed like it would tear any moment.
“Wait, just a moment.”
At that moment, Macy pulled her hips back and fled towards the headboard of the bed. With this sudden resistance, she managed to escape from him surprisingly easily.
“It’s not good to tease a man like this, Macy.”
“That’s not it…”
“If not, then what? Come here.”
There was a hint of irritation in his voice. It was understandable; he must be frustrated with Macy pulling away in such a heated moment. Macy didn’t want this either, but a troubling memory resurfaced, causing her to hesitate.
“Yeah, I noticed she was trying to show off as a painter from the beginning. What’s she doing out and about when she should be cooped up at home?”
“I said the same when she first came here. She seemed more suited to being a nude model than a painter. It’s a bit disappointing she’s quitting, though. I bet if you gave her some money, she’d strip for you.”
“I heard her name master is quite wealthy. If not, he’s a noble, so a bit of money wouldn’t matter to him.”
“A high-class courtesan, indeed. If that’s a talent, then it’s a talent.”
Why did that conversation come to mind at such a moment?
“This feels so wrong. Getting something from Eren that’s not even necessary for my treatment…”
“Don’t overthink it. Just take what I give you.”
“It’s just that…”
“Is it the feeling of spreading your legs for a reward that you don’t like?”
The directness of his words made Macy’s shoulders flinch. Her heart throbbed as if pricked by a needle.
“It’s not that you’re wrong.”
She froze like a statue in the next words.
“Then, did you think I’ve been…?”
“Taking you just to give you something in return.”
At the shock, her lips trembled. Just then, he completely descended on Macy.
“I’ve never been so desperate for a woman that I’d pay for it. You’re not even the right partner to satisfy my desires. I take care of you with some effort, and you’re treating me like a brothel keeper. I’m really not pleased.”
“No! It’s not like that…!”
Macy hurriedly grabbed his arm. She suddenly feared he might become indifferent again.
“I’m sorry. I heard some strange things…”
“That’s why you need to finish up your work quickly. You end up hearing useless gossip.”
True. It was gossip not worth listening to. They don’t know the dynamics between Eren and Macy. It was a baseless slander filled with contempt and insult. Still, why was Macy so easily swayed by such words? She felt a bit sorry for Eren.
“Let’s continue. I ruined the mood.”
“It’s fine. If I hold you after saying that, it’ll make me look foolish.”
“I could say I tempted you, and if Eren had to go along with it…”
“Don’t act recklessly. Let’s stop for today.”
It seemed that Eren really wasn’t planning to continue. His voice had returned to its calm state. Feeling like she had messed things up again made Macy anxious. Her anxiety pushed her to act.
“…What are you doing?”
Macy pulled down her shoulders and took off her clothes. When she hugged Eren, who was lying half on the bed, he asked, albeit a beat too late.
“Just… it’s hot.”
“Then why are you hugging me?”
“Because it feels cold now that I’m undressed…”
Unable to bring herself to call it seduction and shifting the topic instead, he seemed to find it absurd. Eren stayed lying down without joining the hug. Macy, feeling it wasn’t enough, placed her hand on his shirt.
“Can’t you take off your shirt too, Eren? Why are you so tightly wrapped up these days?”
Macy, though very embarrassed, tried to act nonchalant. She carefully unbuttoned his shirt from the top. Eren silently watched her efforts, but when Macy fumbled a few times, he couldn’t hold back a laugh.
“Looks like you were waiting for me to take it off.”
Macy’s face flushed. It wasn’t just her face; she felt her entire body turning red. It felt as if she was becoming some kind of wanton seductress.
Holding back her embarrassment, she managed to remove his shirt and reached for his pants. The prominent bulge on his left thigh was still there, unabated and assertive.
