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Elysia instinctively swallowed dryly upon seeing the somber and sinking look in the man's eyes. She had seen that chilling expression before. Last night, as he possessed her, those eyes filled with dark desire seemed to demand something from her.

Barely managing to move her lips, Elysia spoke.

"I... will be a faithful and loyal mistress as long as I am by your side."

Without taking his eyes off her, Hadeon ground the object resembling a cigarette until it was nothing but powder and then spoke.

"Yes. You should. You should respond to me consistently and reliably."

After shaking off the remnants of the ground powder from his hand, he opened his mouth again.

"So, I've been thinking, there's only one thing I want from you."

His voice carried clear desire and obsession.

"Come to my bedroom every night."

TL's Note : I am SCREAMINGGG >.<

Elysia's eyes widened. His voice was not a suggestion but a command. Realizing quickly what he was demanding, she replied hastily.

"That's... too often."

Hadeon's demand was excessive, at least in her mind. At her refusal, his eyes narrowed, and a mocking smile twisted his lips.

"Too often? Didn't you just say you'd be a faithful and loyal mistress?"

"Please... let it be five times a week. And give me three days of rest."

She pleaded, her hands trembling, in response to his almost threatening tone.

"I wasn't lying when I said it hurt earlier."

Unable to tell him it was her first time, she could only put it this way.

With a low sigh, Hadeon closed his eyes as if he had no choice. Pressing his temples as if he had a headache, he finally spoke.

"Fine. Then five times a week. Whether I'm at the mansion or not, you'll always be waiting in the bedroom."

At his demand, Elysia bit her lip and looked down at her trembling hands.

Hadeon was undeniably a man of strong self-control and admirable patience in dealing with her, but Elysia still had a trauma about anyone touching and exploring her bare skin. Moreover, there was always a risk he could hurt her or worse during their intimate moments. Sleeping with him was akin to risking her life. It was frightening. But he held power over her and her brother's future.

"...Okay."

In the end, she could only nod in agreement, biting her lip. However, she did not intend to end the conversation there.

"Your Grace, I've been thinking too."

She concealed her dark expression and spoke to Hadeon.

"Hadeon."

"Pardon...?"

"Call me by my name."

Leaning back in his chair, he looked at her. He was truly a man befitting the term 'MAN'. Not an ounce of unnecessary fat on his body, perfectly sculpted muscles like a deity's creation, without a single scar or blemish. The memory of his statuesque body from last night flashed through her mind for a moment. Her heart pounded in an unfamiliar rhythm.