This Life, I Will Save The Duke (20 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 93

“…What?”

The air between them turned icy cold at her questioning voice. Overwhelmed by his oppressive presence, Ariel stopped just a few steps short of him.

Though fully aware her words were meant to provoke him, they rebounded like a boomerang, insulting him—deeper, sharper.

“This is my position, as you just reminded me. I’d never even considered such a method before, but now that I think about it… if I just discard that pitiful pride of mine…”

In an instant, Kaius rose from the bench, pulled Ariel toward him, and wrapped his arms around her back. The water bottle she’d been holding tumbled onto the greenhouse’s earthen floor. Seating her on his lap, Kaius undid her neatly braided hair. His hand, which had been gently stroking her, suddenly grabbed a handful of her hair and turned her face toward his.

Her body was merely a means to atone for his guilt—nothing more. It would all end the moment he either died or was revived. The irony stung: here he was again, entangled by a woman who deliberately provoked him, fully aware of this truth.

“There’s one thing you don’t know. If you think I’ll continue treating you like a gentleman just because you’re offering to become my mistress, you’re sorely mistaken.”

Biting hard on Ariel’s ear and neck as she uttered absurdities, he thrust his hand inside her shirt. Startled by the cold touch roaming her body, Ariel squirmed, trying desperately to break free.

“Don’t do this! Stop! We do it enough at night already!”

Even if they couldn’t be seen from outside, acting this way in broad daylight—not even in a bedroom—was utterly unthinkable to Ariel. Yet Kaius paid no heed, continuing his indecent actions.

“…I hate this. Please stop, Kaius.”

Trembling as she tried to pull his hand away, Ariel’s plea only made Kaius turn her face back toward him.

“You said you’re willing to become my mistress? Then you’ll have to endure things like this, Ariel.”

“…”

“That’s what a mistress is. You offer your body solely for my pleasure and gratefully accept whatever I give you. There’s no reason for me to keep a mistress who refuses and avoids me. That’s the life of a mistress.”

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