Portrait of An Arrogant Master - Chapter 97
A thick, intrusive tongue forced its way into her mouth, pressing rough and wild against her own, making the kiss feel beastly and overwhelming.
With Eren gripping the back of her neck and crashing into her, she couldn’t escape. The sensation of her soft insides being dominated sent shivers down her spine.
She tried to push him away, her fists beating against his solid chest, but he only pulled her closer, his arm firmly supporting her lower back. She could feel his half e-ect manhood rubbing against her thighs.
“Did you hear? Lord Krygen came today, right? Did you see him?”
“I brought him his tea earlier. Gosh, he’s always so handsome, isn’t he?”
Suddenly, the chatter of nearby maids echoed in the distance, startling Macy. Her eyes widened in panic as she froze. Eren must have heard them too, because he glanced in their direction.
“Do you think he’ll visit often once he’s married to the young lady? I kinda hope the wedding gets delayed.”
“Right? Or maybe I should ask the young lady if she can bring me along.”
“Do you think that’s possible? She’s already got everything planned out.”
“Who, Lily? Or Margaret?”
“I heard the butler’s leaving first.”
The voices grew clearer as the maids approached.
Macy’s heart raced in terror, and just as she thought Eren would stop, he moved his lips again, slowly resuming his assault on her. As her struggles became more frantic, Eren’s low voice whispered a warning.
“If you don’t want them to find out, you’d better stay still.”
His threat seemed to mean that if they were discovered, it would all be Macy’s fault. His hand slid gently down her back. Macy’s face distorted
He reveled in it and slipped his hand beneath her skirt. Soon, he cupped her soft backside firmly.
‘How far does he plan to go?!’
Eren licked her with insatiable greed. Before she could catch her breath, his lips were on hers again. He devoured her trembling lips with a deep, deliberate kiss. His fingers pressed hard, lifting her slightly by her hips, and Macy’s entire body quivered. Their eyes met briefly, his gaze dark and satisfied, clearly enjoying every moment of her distress.
‘Why is he doing this?!’
If the maids caught them, their relationship would be exposed, and that wouldn’t be good for either of them. Yet he seemed to be relishing the danger, pushing the boundaries just to see her squirm.
If rumors started spreading about a secret relationship between Macy and the Duke…
‘Wait… Is that his plan?’
A chilling realization flashed through her mind. Eren had mentioned that if she became the mistress of Duke Krygen, they could meet openly during the day. Was this his way of making their affair public?
‘Is that what he’s trying to do? But to reveal it in this manner?’
There were no good choices, yet Macy had hoped he would at least give her time to decide. But that was her mistake. Eren was making it clear—one way or another, he intended to have her.
Macy didn’t want their relationship to be exposed like this. The last thing she wanted was to be caught in such a compromising situation, being overpowered in a secluded place. The thought of the judgmental stares and cruel whispers burned in her mind, threatening to make her head explode.
Instinctively, she realized she had to stop this. She bit down on Eren’s lip, but he didn’t flinch. He continued the kiss as if nothing had happened.
‘I thought I bit him hard enough, but I guess not.’
A faint taste of blood reached her tongue. Macy glanced up to see Eren calmly continuing, his tongue still pressing deeply, ignoring the small wound. He only pried her mouth open wider, deepening the kiss, his breath filled with desire flooding into her.
She felt trapped, like she was caught in a snare tightening with every struggle.
“Should we go replace the flowers in the vase?”
“That sounds like a great idea!”
The footsteps that had drawn so close finally began to fade away, and with it, the invasive touch disappeared too.
As Eren pulled back, Macy saw the faint red mark left on his lip—a rare flaw on his otherwise perfect face. Guilt crept in as she bit her own lip, feeling a slight sense of remorse for biting him.
“I thought you were gentle, but you do have a temper.”
Eren lightly brushed his own lip, smirking as he noticed the blood stain on his glove.
“Maybe… if you’d just let me go…”
“Why should I stop? If we stay quiet, they’ll leave us alone.”
“But if they had caught us…?”
“Then we deal with it.”
“…..”
