Since she would be the protagonist of an erotic novel, her inherent sexual charms would be unsurpassable.
Great. This combination was perfect!
The male protagonist would appear to be very polite but was rotten as rotten can be inside and did not trust strangers. Since he didn’t believe in love, he was unable to be honest with his own feelings.
At the novel’s beginning, the male protagonist would be impolite towards the female protagonist. But he would realize his true feelings around the same time the female protagonist is about to give up on the male protagonist, and he would regret it after their relationship has become tangled as tangled could be.
After regretting sorrowfully, he would beg her, she would be indifferent to his pleading, and only after she heard his painful past, which one couldn’t listen without crying, she would forgive him.
A happy ending where both their bodies and their hearts are matched!
Vivian wrote down the rough plot she had brainstormed quickly into her notebook. The pen that hurtled across the paper appeared to be waltzing.
Two-timing two of the greatest powers within the Empire. Extreme immorality. Exactly as Thatcher had said, it was the first step in the development of Vivian’s erotic novels. Of course, what was most important was whether it could imitate the scenes enough for him to get an erection.
I, I can do it! Even without that tad bit of experience, if I could write clearly what I had seen…….
Her face, which had been smiling brilliantly, slowly filled with anxiety. At that time, their deed was approaching its end.
The Duke who had been aggressively moving his hips on top of the woman let out a low moan and came to a stop. The woman, too, wrapped her arms around the Duke’s neck and pulled him close as she shivered.
“Haaaa-!!”
“Gah, Haa.”
To cum at the same time was said to not be all that easy.
The Duke took a rough breath, once more swept up his hair, and frowned as if the sticky love juice had gotten on his hair. He left the lady who shivered on the floor and stood up to reorganize his clothes.
As soon as their intimacy ended, his eyes which once flashed with lust had settled down coldly. Regret began to fill his smooth brown eyes. It appeared to prove that the relationship just had, had been out of impulse.
He pulled out a handkerchief from inside his coat and perfectly wiped off the love juice from his hands.
“Never place the words of love in that hateful mouth ever again.”
The man threw the handkerchief onto the shivering lady, whose clothes were ripped apart as if he had thrown away trash before he turned away and disappeared.
Wow…….
He had trampled on her to the point that even the least weak-hearted wouldn’t have been able to think of a witty comeback before he left. She had thought he would just say a word of apology because he was a reasonable person who separated his professional and personal lives.
According to the circumstances, that lady appeared to have two-timed the men, but was caught red-handed, but isn’t this sort of treatment going too far even for this situation? One should converse first to prevent any misunderstandings! How could he throw her away with anger as if to blatantly take revenge?
Since her partner had been the Emperor, it could have been sexual intercourse that had been forced upon her rather than negotiated! There was even a limit to how much one could wound another, and if he riddled her with insults, even if she loved him, she would refuse to stay by his side. Perhaps if there was a person who remained by his side after those words, they were truly a masochist! There was no point to wallow in regret after they had left!
This regret is just like the male protagonist’s standard practice.
The dull sound of men’s shoes echoed throughout the quiet library. Only once Vivian could no longer hear that sound did she release the nervousness in her body and let out a sigh.
“Ha…….”
However, the problem was she had released too much nervousness. Because the woman who sat in the center of the issue remained in her place after Duke Biron had left.