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"..."

There was no answer back.

Of course, the answer was obvious by just looking him in the eyes.

Lelia sighed loudly.

Well, her room is...

There was a risk of not knowing when Becky would come over.

It was because Griffith sent Becky to Lelia's room.

But they didn't have time during the day.

Lelia looked at Oscar with eyes that she could see clearly.

He was looking for Lelia with his dark eyes.

"..."

Instead of giving him permission verbally, Lelia lifted her hand and placed it on Oscar's chest.

Thump, thump.

She felt his heartbeat through her palm resting on his hard chest.

Lelia carefully, untied Oscar's top with slow movements.

The unbuttoned top fell to the floor. As soon as his thick muscular body was revealed, Oscar rushed towards her.

The first thing he did was to crash his lips on hers. Oscar lifted Lelia without withdrawing from her lips and walked to bed.

Lelia wrapped her arms around Oscar's neck and awkwardly moved her lips in response. She was actively participating, unlike the last time, which made Oscar smile softly at Lelia.

It was a good decision to bring her here.

This place wasn't originally made for this purpose, but there was not much difference.

This was a tower built to entrap Lelia after kidnapping her.

Oscar laid Lelia down on the bed where he tried to confine her in.

Red and swollen lips.

Messy hair.

He imagined Lelia lying on this bed hundreds of times in the past. However, the scene in front of him was much more beautiful than the one from his imaginations.

It may be because Lelia's eyes didn't contain resentment and pain, but pure love.

Oscar loved it when Lelia looked at him with affectionate eyes. To the point where he wanted to lick and swallow those eyes if he could.

"Lelia..."

Oscar bent down, calling her name in a husky voice.

He grabbed her fragile wrists and fixed them in a secure position, kissing her endlessly. The sweet taste of her lips and her scent made him drunk.

When Oscar's nose rubbed against her slender neck, Lelia twisted her body as if she was tickled.

Oscar hastily untied her clothes.

He wanted to caress Lelia's body and kiss her endlessly.

It was good that he, more than others, saw and knew Lelia's body and her appearance.

It was a frighteningly sweet joy to monopolize her.

The twisted sense of superiority and desire to conquer Lelia, which only he knew about, excited him.

However, beyond that emotion, deep anxiety and nervousness dominated him.

Nervousness of being abandoned. If she still had hatred and resentment in those eyes, instead of being filled with love and affection...