His massive hand, which had been clenched as if about to shatter, slid down and firmly gripped her waist.

Roselia, her head thrown back, let out a moan.

Klaus, who had been watching her with his eyes ablaze, lowered his head towards her slender neck.

Enveloped in her scent that tantalizingly grazed his nose, Klaus eagerly pulled her in, greedily absorbing her scent as he tightened their connection.

Lost in passion, Roselia, in turn, embraced him openly, releasing the fragrance emanating from her chest, honest and bold.

Observing her body, bathed in moonlight and shimmering with sweat, Klaus swallowed the stifled moans.

He hadn’t seen it wrong. The girl, with Antonio’s face in front of him, was clearly revealing her white and soft body under the moonlight.

How could she hide such a beautiful body?

Enthralled by Klaus’s earnest gestures, Roselia, now as open and daring as her scent, responded by clinging to him.

Gazing at her body, which trembled as if convulsing in the moonlit sweat, Klaus, captivated, gently caressed her with trembling hands.

The beautiful and enchanting movements of her convulsing body were mesmerizing.

He began to gently stroke her from the base of her neck, reassuring her to avoid startling her.

Reacting to his affectionate gestures, she suddenly moaned harshly and jerked her waist as if having a seizure.

An incredibly intoxicating scent was released instantly.

“Ugh…!”

Klaus, determined not to lose his sanity to that fragrance, gritted his teeth and endured it.

She collapsed on his shoulders and chest, breathing heavily.

How could one think of this gentle body as that of a man?

Her fervent response to each of his affectionate acts and the moans were undeniably the clear signs of a woman.

Thinking of resolving his own burning thirst first, Klaus gently separated her body.

No, he tried to.

She, who seemed to have fainted, was the only one who did not collapse like a puppet with its strings cut.

Only then did Klaus realize that she had fainted, and he let out an awkward groan.

“Ha… Antonio.”

No, should I say Roselia?

Whatever it was, Klaus was on the verge of losing his mind, looking at her unconscious figure, saturated with an almost maddening fragrance.

“Damn it…”

Klaus exhaled a rough breath, hesitating for a while before gently laying her back on the bed, supporting her back and head.

Despite the tension in his muscles while laying her down, Klaus restrained himself, using all his strength to resist the urge to ravage the person whose condition was already not good.

Even in the process of laying her down, his muscles were tense, but Klaus, with all his might, endured it, slowly rising from the bed beside her.

Damn it, I should have listened to Hofuk’s advice after all.
Roughly sweeping up his bangs, Klaus went to the window and opened the door wide for ventilation.

Feeling refreshed by the cool morning air, his mind cleared up considerably.

He slowly turned his head to check if Roselia had fainted or fallen asleep. Klaus cautiously approached her and placed his hand on her forehead.

Fortunately, her fever seemed to have subsided.

Staring at her serene expression as she slept, Klaus pursed his lips.

“Why… did you deceive me… Roselia…”

As Klaus pondered unanswered questions, his thirst was as unresolved as the mystery lingering in his chest.

Roselia was seated at the garden table in Antonio’s state.

Unlike when she had fainted, her body now felt feather-light, and the chest pain was no longer present.

In stark contrast to the soaked sheets, the shirt she was wearing was fluffy and snug, raising suspicions for her.

Perhaps it was a change of clothes from the closet, soaked in sweat. Roselia, thinking so, warmly gazed at Klaus sitting opposite her.

Meeting her gaze, Klaus opened his mouth with a concerned expression.

“Antonio, are you really okay?”

“Yes, I feel much lighter after a good sleep.”

Klaus raised an eyebrow skeptically at Roselia’s smiling face.

“Is it really okay? You only slept for two days straight.”

“Two days?”

Although it felt like a good sleep, surely he hadn’t slept that deeply.

It seemed like he had slept as if possessed.

Seeing Roselia’s puzzled expression, Klaus sighed and continued.

“Lord Yukilyord came and went unexpectedly.”

Roselia, surprised by the unexpected person, frowned.

“Lord? Why?”

“Well… He said your condition is related to the Laphelios lineage… Told us not to let anyone into your room, and the next day, your fever miraculously dropped.”

Was that really the case? Her condition seemed to be related to the Laphelios lineage, just as he had suspected.

It looked like she needed to visit Lord Yukilyord soon to inquire about the details.

While Roselia was lost in thought, Klaus cautiously continued.

“By the way, Klaus was very worried about you. He came and went so often that I thought he’d wear out your doorstep. He even brought Lord Yukilyord.”

Surprised by Klaus’s unexpected concern, Roselia nodded calmly.

“I see…”