Liz gently brushed his shoulder line with her thumb.

With every place her hand touched, sensation stirred. Liz’s rather skillful touch injected an unusual tension beneath the skin.

Instead of relaxing, Hershis’s shoulders became even stiffer.

“You seem really tired. Your body is too stiff.”

‘It’s because of you.’

Hershis wanted to say.

Liz thought she needed to loosen his shoulders in a different way this time and gently caressed his collarbone.

“How about here?”

Even touching the area covered with thick muscles made her feel dizzy. What about lightly caressing the layer of flesh covering the clavicle bone?

“Liz.”

“…….?”

“I don’t think it’ll work. Cane…”

He was about to say that he should lock the door because Cane might come in.

The child didn’t know how to knock, and when entering the parents’ room, he often just opened the door without knocking.

But Liz cut off his words.

“I get it. You want to see Cane, right? I’ll go get him, so please wait a moment.”

No. That wasn’t the meaning. That… that was absolutely not possible!

Hershis grabbed Liz, who was about to pass by, and pulled her closer.

“I didn’t say to go get him.”

Now the door didn’t matter.

And it seemed unlikely that Cane would open the door and come in. The child’s faint, snoring breath could be faintly heard now.

He would sleep soundly until morning.

“Be prepared.”

Fear crossed Liz’s eyes. She squirmed as if she wanted to escape.

But Hershis pulled her even stronger.

“You made me like this. You have to take responsibility, don’t you?”

Hershis effortlessly lifted Liz from her seat.

Above his gown’s wet hem, delicate and symmetrical shoulder muscles shone smoothly.

Liz Berium from the past, who was younger than now.

“Oh, what fell here?”

When she tilted her body, remembering the time when she overtly seduced people, she still laughed.

Parma Violet Slip. She remembered Hershis from that time, observing carefully how her eyes of the same color as her clothes reacted to her seduction. Hershis at that time thought…

Here we go again.

‘Why is it so hot? Is the clothes too thick?’

Wearing clothes that could almost see through and fluttering the front or tying up her long, winding hair to reveal her neck, Liz began her seduction.

Or she started by slightly parting her thick lips with her untied eyes, making a sensual expression. Or she seduced by repeatedly wearing a dress with a deep side slit, crossing and uncrossing her legs.

If there was no response, she would directly speak.

“Can you tie a ribbon behind my back?”
Hershis, carefully tying the ribbon to prevent her delicate touch, smiled as if he hadn’t noticed at all.

“Is this okay, miss?”

‘…….’

At that moment, tears gathered like white thread under her eyes. Sometimes, she felt a bit sorry when that happened. However, the next day, any guilt quickly disappeared due to her attempts at seduction in different ways, making it seem like it had always been that way.

She was persistent, and he was resilient.

Curves of a goddess-like graceful female body, a neckline that smoothly extended from under the lifted hair to the shoulders, and lush eyelashes that stood out with every slow blink.

He judged that the reason he could endure all of that, without blinking an eye, was because of the discomfort he felt back then.

Towards the woman who consumed his precious rest time.

To get back at her for taking away his non-existent sweat to wipe, Hershis covered Liz’s bare shoulder, where one slip strap was lowered, with a thick bathrobe.

“You’ll catch a cold like this.”

As her white and smooth skin disappeared, so did the unfamiliar emotions.

Therefore, Hershis could only think of it as discomfort due to wasting precious rest time in a pointless struggle with a woman he was not interested in.

But only today did he finally realize.

Wearing the same Parma Violet slip as back then and lifting her smooth calf in the same way, he realized while looking at her.

The cause of that irritation back then wasn’t because of the interrupted rest time.

It was because of her charm that kept his gaze glued to her.

If I can see it, other men must be able to see it too, right?

Of course. They have eyes too.

She occasionally attended parties and even went to overnight dances.

How many men fantasized about her in their imaginations during those times?

That thought unconsciously made him uncomfortable.

If it weren’t for that, he wouldn’t have occasionally lost consciousness, so focused on her freshly reddened lips, kitten-like angular eyes, and gently raised nose.

“Herr.”

“…….?”

When he came to his senses, Liz, who had just woken up, was looking at Hershis with sleepy eyes.

Her eyes sparkled with a light amethyst color in the morning sunlight coming through the lace curtain.

Her face looked a bit tired.

Well, thinking about what happened last night, it wasn’t surprising.

“When did you wake up?”

“Just now.”

“Don’t lie.”