Claire's POV
"Wait, Louis, it's still daytime... Ah!"
Amidst my urgent screams, Louis lifted me up and carried me over his broad shoulder, quickly heading towards the bedroom on the second floor.
"I've been waiting too long, Claire."
Whether it was because of his desire burning within, Louis breathed heavily, his voice sounding particularly enticing and ambiguous.
"For God's sake, there were times I wished I could just drive back to see you, pin you down hard beneath me..."
"Stop!"
I blushed, halting Louis' lewd implications, or rather, explicit suggestions, yet my mind couldn't help but wander along with his words. Gosh, I could even feel my legs trembling slightly against his chest.
Fortunately, Louis didn't notice the changes in my body. He hurriedly carried me through the corridor, then kicked open the closed bedroom door.
A loud bang reverberated through the empty castle, but there was no response.
Clearly, all thanks went to the scattered servants. They had cleared the area where Prince Louis would appear in advance, to avoid anyone disturbing his mood.
Once again, Louis tossed me onto the bed in the bedroom.
"Claire..."
Louis murmured my name as he impatiently pulled at the tie around his neck, leaning towards me.
But as I knelt on the bed, placing my hands on Louis' chest, I stopped his eager movements.
"Let me help you, Louis."
To my surprise, Louis seemed both delighted and astonished at my initiative. He raised an eyebrow, staring into my eyes, as if judging whether I was just pretending to be strong.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Of course, it's not a big deal."
I focused on Louis' shirt, deftly unbuttoning each finely crafted button in order. As the shirt came undone, my fingers finally reached Louis' waistband—or more precisely, the buckle of his belt.
The tailored trousers now bulged, yet I pretended not to notice, maintaining my composure as I continued to unfasten Louis' belt.
"Wait."
Louis suddenly grabbed my wrist with force.
Caught off guard, I let out a cry as I lost my balance and fell back onto the mattress.
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