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“He didn’t answer my question.”
He didn’t say why he wanted to conquer that place…
Morgan was in her room, polishing a purified wine glass, staring at the amber liquid inside.
“The goddess hasn’t answered my prayers either…”
“…What should I do now?”
“Hmm…”
As if having made up her mind, Morgan took out a small bag. She looked at the pink leaves inside and took a deep breath.
“…Everything for the goddess.”
…
In the room to Shelley’s left, Erica’s smiling expression was gone.
“This man is not easy to deal with…”
He’s always been so calm, so composed in response to my advances…
“Hmph! I’ve been so forward, and he just smiles.”
“And the goddess, I can’t contact her anymore.”
“This can’t go on.”
She began to rummage through her things and finally found a white gauze nightgown.
“I have to pull out my trump card.”
“…Everything for the goddess.”
…
In Shelley’s room, Lilith was sitting on his lap, her hands on his shoulders.
“Master, you seem a little worried.”
Feeling his brow being gently massaged, Shelley opened his eyes. He held Lilith’s small hand, which was about to pinch his face, and said with a light laugh, “You’re getting bold.”
“Hmm… I am indeed a little troubled about how to deal with these two.”
Two beautiful women with designs on him…
Normally, Shelley would welcome them all.
I don’t care what kind of sugar-coated bullets you are. I’ll eat the sugar coating and throw the bullets back.
But…
“Not this time.”
Anything related to the gods must be handled with extreme caution.
Although Lilith didn’t know what Shelley was thinking, she blinked and said, “I don’t think Master needs to think so much.”
Hmm?
Looking at Lilith in confusion, Shelley hadn’t expected her to say that.
“Since we can be sure that they want something from you…”
“We can wait for them to make the first move.”
“Now it’s a competition of patience.”
Patience, a quality that an assassin did not lack. An assassin without a killing intent might be a poor assassin, but an assassin without patience would definitely not live long.
Coincidentally, the two people who were now glued together did not lack patience.
“Respond to all changes with no change…”
Wrapping his arms around Lilith’s slender waist, Shelley rested his chin on her shoulder. Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, he thought with a scattered gaze, “That’s right. There’s no need to be in such a hurry.”
“There’s still plenty of time.”
“This time, I’m the one being lusted after.”
Having thought this through, Shelley’s mood improved a lot. He began to run his chin along Lilith’s shoulder.
“My little Lilith, tell me, how should I reward you?”
Feeling a little ticklish, Lilith wanted to dodge, but was held in place by Shelley.
“Don’t run. Do you hate me? I’m so sad.”
A flirtatious tone, saying sad words… but Shelley’s actions were not polite at all. His mouth gradually moved down, gently biting Lilith’s pink skin.
“Mmm!”
“Do you want them to hear too? Lilith is such a bad girl.”
No! It’s all your fault… you!
Putting her finger in her mouth, Lilith gently bit it, not letting herself make a sound.
The master bedroom was in the middle, with Erica and Morgan’s rooms on either side. And the soundproofing was really not satisfactory.
“Hold it in. Don’t disturb others’ rest.”
With a faint smile, Shelley was just about to undo Lilith’s outer robe…
“Hmm? It seems the ladies can’t wait.”
Regretfully, he let go of the hand on Lilith’s waist and kissed her on the cheek.
“We’ll have to leave it for next time.”
Blushing, Lilith nodded, didn’t say a word, and directly disappeared from Shelley’s arms.
“A shy little girl.”
Knock, knock, knock.
“Who is it?”
“Morgan. May I come in?”
Straightening his attire, Shelley sat down at the table and replied, “Of course. The door is unlocked. Welcome, Miss Morgan.”
“At this time, what can I do for you…”
Shelley’s words got stuck in his throat. He blinked. Although he had been prepared for Morgan and the others’ offensive… the beautiful scenery before him still amazed him.
The beautiful figure that had been hidden under her robe was now fully revealed. The black gauze nightgown just covered her buttocks, and she wore over-the-knee black garter stockings on her legs. The strapless design perfectly highlighted her outstanding assets. With a lazy smile on her face, she held a bottle of wine in her left hand and a lit pipe in her right.
This was really… hard to resist.
Although he was shocked, Shelley didn’t ask Morgan, who was one piece of clothing away from being unreviewable, to leave. But he led her to sit opposite him and asked with a smile, “You’re not resting at this time, Miss Morgan. What can I do for you?”
Raising the half-empty bottle in her hand, Morgan said with a blush, “It’s too lonely to drink alone. Have a drink with me.”
His eyes moving slightly, Shelley quickly came to a conclusion.
The smoke is fine, the wine is fine…
“Not for too long. Then I…”
Knock, knock, knock.
Click.
“Lord Shelley! I… uh…”
With a very pained expression, Erica pushed open the door. She was just about to cry to Shelley, had just brewed up her emotions, when she saw Morgan, who was also blinking.
The scene became a little awkward for a moment.
Only Shelley was smiling and admiring the two of them. As if for symmetry, Erica was wearing an over-the-knee but off-the-shoulder slip dress. Below her smooth, pale calves were white lace short socks.
“What is this… a showdown between sexy and cute?”
“You two, stop fighting. If you’re going to fight, go to the bed…”
“Go fight in the dance studio.”
After admiring them for a moment, Shelley felt that the scene was a little awkward. He said with a smile, “Is Miss Erica a little seasick?”
“Come have a drink. It’ll help you sleep.”
Both Morgan and Erica gave him a subtle glare.
Are you even human? Drinking when you’re seasick.
But neither of them said anything. Instead, they nodded in agreement. Erica, with a worried look, obediently sat down next to Morgan.
“The drinker’s heart is not in the cup.”
Not at all surprised by their reaction, Shelley smiled and took out three glasses and began to pour. In the quiet room, only the sound of wine being poured into the glasses could be heard.
Morgan’s herbal smell was not pungent, but had a faint, fresh fragrance, adding a touch of tranquility to the room. In this atmosphere, Erica also calmed down and looked at Shelley pouring the wine with an innocent expression.
Handing them the glasses, Shelley clinked them with the two of them.
“For the will of the goddess.” x3
As the wine in the bottle decreased, the smiles on the three of them also became more and more obvious. The atmosphere also began to become… strange.
A bit hot, a bit chaotic.
[The night is still young.]
