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09. The Devil Wants Me?

Author: Itschaconne
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-13 14:58:34

Chateau shivered at Tethia's words but felt compelled to hear more, driven by her survival instincts.

“What do you mean, Tethia?” she asked.

Tethia’s gaze drifted away, her tone detached. “Giraud and I don’t love each other. The funny thing is, we act as if we do.” Her voice, expression, and body language made it clear this wasn’t a situation she enjoyed.

Chateau stayed silent, absorbing Tethia’s words even though they were hard to process. She realized she had misinterpreted Tethia’s smiles and statements. Tethia’s happiness here wasn’t born of love or affection—it stemmed from something far different.

Tethia leaned in close, lowering her voice. “I’m just a girl hired to satisfy his appetite for women.” She leaned back, leaving Chateau stunned and speechless.

“This isn’t unusual or shocking in this world, Chateau. Giraud likes women, and I happened to catch his eye. So, I’ve made the most of that opportunity.”

Chateau hesitated, then asked, “What’s your true goal, Tethia?”

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