"Then, will you take me with you?" Liam asked. "Eh?" as soon as Harriet heard it, she was immediately taken aback. "To the capital?" Liam nodded. "But… your body…" "Even if I have to be in a wheelchair, I'll still follow you to the capital," Liam said seriously, cutting off Harriet's words. Harriet furrowed her brows, something she had rarely done in response to Liam's words. This time, what Liam said really took her by surprise. "Okay. Then I'll actually get you a wheelchair, okay?" Harriet got worried. Liam felt a complicated feeling in his chest. But in order for Harriet to let him come, maybe he just had to compromise and be willing to sit in a wheelchair. So he nodded. His wife was still looking at him worriedly. But like it or not, seeing the seriousness in Liam's eyes, she gave up. After all, it was also good for Liam to go on a trip to change the atmosphere. Harriet stroked Liam's cheek and hugged him until he fell into dreamland. She wondered why Liam suddenly insisted
Arai's subordinate, Sir Phillip, walked away after bowing solemnly. The tall, black-haired, and dark-skinned man immediately carried out the order. After finishing preparing, Arai went to her favorite boutique to wait for Harriet. The sun was already high on the horizon as she was warmly greeted by the designers and waiters, and she was immediately seated in a special waiting room. She didn't have to wait long, and Harriet arrived in a horse-drawn carriage, along with a few guards. But when she saw Harriet appear, Arai was silent for a moment. A friend she hadn't seen in a long time looked even more charming. "Harri!" Arai jumped into Harriet's arms as she entered the boutique. She was taller than Harriet, so Harriet could bury her face into Arai's plump breasts.
While thinking that, he tried to reach for the glass of water on the side table. Since he was quite far away, he had to turn the wheel of his chair a little, but his hands felt weak. As his hands trembled, and his head felt dizzy, he accidentally nudged the glass with one hand outstretched forward. PRANG! Sir Russell rushed into the room and saw Liam's leg injured by broken glass. The man in the wheelchair looked up and smiled blandly at Sir Russell. "Don't worry, I'm fine," he said, pulling the shards of glass from the skin of his calves that was covered with his trousers and throwing them away. Sir Russel pulled out Liam's wheelchair away then called for the maid to
At the sound of continuous coughing, Arai stopped, while Harriet quickened her pace. Arai saw from the edge of the screen behind the double doors, a man sitting in a wheelchair. The man was so pale with long blond hair that framed his face, coughing so much that his body bowed down. On the floor, broken glass shards were spreading widely, and the maids were busy cleaning them up. However, what made Arai horrified was the way Harriet didn't care about anything around her and immediately knelt on the side of the man's wheelchair, She swiftly tried to help him wipe the blood that was spewing out of the man's mouth. Arai saw Harriet's tense expression. "Milord, are you all right? Are you hurt?" Harriet's voice sounded frantic, suppressed by her default calm attitude. The frail man turned to see Harriet kneeling on the floor. His eyes were shocked at Harriet's sudden appearance, and his worry was clear. "Stand up, Madam, the floor is
Harriet wore her white snake masquerade mask which only had one eye socket. Her long eyelashes framed her shaded eyes which were decently disguised because she was wearing the mask. After the horse carriage stopped in front of a luxurious building in the center of the capital, Harriet opened the door and got off. The doorman who recognized her mask allowed her to enter with a greeting, "Long time no see, Madam." Harriet just smiled and nodded. She stepped into the building, and a receptionist bowed to her. Without saying anything, she had already entered another room, while several other women wearing their masquerade masks were still being held by the receptionist for data collection. "Who is she, being able to enter at will without paying?" asked one of the two women standing at the reception desk.
"Theo," whispered Penelope as they sat back down together at the main tearoom table. "I really don't know a man named Theo, even though I know a lot of people," muttered Penelope, an avid gossiper. Harriet furrowed her brows. "I don't know someone named Theo…" then she stopped talking. "Ah, I think I know someone named Theo." Harriet's words again made everyone in the room glance at her. Meanwhile, Penelope herself almost jumped at her and shouted cheerfully. "You're really having an affair?!" Too enthusiastically, she broke the anonymity rule of this place and made Harriet flick her fingers against her temples. "Ouch!" "I think I know what's going on now," Harri
SLAP! Ezekiel fell silent after he received a hard slap on the cheek, one so hard that his mask fell off. Harriet pushed him away and glared at him as if she were looking at a lowly man. She then walked away with quick and firm steps. No, no. This did not make Ezekiel angry. The man smiled with interest instead. Harriet's exploding rage made him… even more aroused by the woman. The woman who never showed the slightest bit of true emotion took off her perfect mask completely. Ezekiel was thirsty. What would the woman's angry expression look like if he forced her and touched her without her permission? On the bed, naked, the Harriet with nothing to hide. The real Harriet he wanted who could do nothing to hide.
Harriet sat across from the Emperor who was already in his pyjamas and getting ready for bed. They sat opposite each other on the sofa in the man's room. Harriet's expression had never been so serious before, and neither was the Emperor's. But while Harriet was still leaning calmly on the arm of the sofa, the Emperor sat up straight, his hands clenched in anger. He had heard Harriet's story in detail about what she had experienced and what Ezekiel had said and done to her. "You are right. He doesn't deserve the throne, no matter what," the man said. But then Axias chuckled in an ironic tone. "You really are brave, huh? How can you invite me to conspire against my own son?" "Since I know you as you, this is the first thing I do, Your Majesty," said Harriet. Axias marv
It was about a week later at night... that Harriet was finally tired of waiting.Liam had been gone for a week now, and no matter what she did, he wouldn’t come home. Could it be that... it was because of Mr. Saturday?She couldn’t reach out to his mind. She couldn’t even hear his voice. This was the first time Liam was gone by his own choice without saying anything to her.At first, she was okay with it. It was okay if he needed some space. It would be okay if he said at least something to her. Just a little mental note...But he didn’t.He went cold, just like that.So it was time for her to be creative.He refused to heed her call, closing all kinds of communication that existed within their mind... then the only resort was to call him through his body.“Mmmh...”She slipped her fingers inside herself. She let out a sigh as she tickled her inside, her eyes closing in ecstasy. The so
“You have to squeeze me hard, or I won’t come.”She nodded in understanding, holding his throbbing cock against her palm. He shivered when she wrapped her fingers around it, squeezing it firmly, making sure he was fully aroused.“Ohhhh... squeeze harder. Give me just a little bit more strength, my love.”She squeezed him even tighter, and he cried out loudly, his voice echoing through the room. Even though he scared her, she kept pushing further, trying to breathe in unison with him.His waist moved against her hand, thrusting into her grip. His muscles tensed, and he groaned loudly. Her hand felt sore, but his dick looked desperately more stiff than usual.“AHHHH!”In an instant, his legs buckled, and he fell onto her, throwing her off balance. She tumbled to the ground, landing heavily on the floor.When she glanced up, the beast had been released from its chain. He grinned at her.&l
“In my memory, that side of the world was tainted by the use of Sorcery. That’s why we have to purify it with holy fire,” Mr. Thursday said as he pointed to the east.When they were burning the world, it was in a literal sense. They were burning the world, turning the effect of Sorcery on the earth to ashes. They spared nothing, no one, no witnesses.They were determined to let the world start anew.“And at the far east, where you can see it from here, is where the holy fire was never exhausted because too much curse of Sorcery needed to be burned,” the man said.“That much destruction was possible?” Harriet asked, and the man nodded.“In a way, your timeline was the best-case scenario. Ezra’s sacrifice had not only saved us but also our future generations,” the man said.“You sacrificed yourself too,” Harriet reminded.“Not me, but your husband...”
Her body was battered blue, but he didn’t know why it turned him on even more. No, he wasn’t a sadist, thus why he wanted to fondle her gentler than ever.He licked her clitoris, soft. He played it with his lips...slowly, gently. He kissed the tip of her pink bud. His fingers moved inside her, massaging her g-spot softly.She moaned as she felt him go deeper into her slit. His thick fingers created a lewd wet sound, making her so horny that it made her want to grab his hair and pull hard. She didn’t, though, because she liked this slow game. She let him do what he wanted with her body.The man parted her pussy, slowly pulling out his fingers and inserting them again in their place. Her vagina felt like heaven to him. It was warm, tender, and so wet. He could feel how excited she was by the way her walls tightened around his thick digits.He wanted to add another finger, but not yet. Make it even slower... more intense. She would love tha
“Are you awake?”Harriet’s eyes slowly opened. She smelled a delicious aroma. When she looked around her room, she saw a lot of delicious-looking dishes.And Liam sat on the other side of the room, staring at her with his arms crossed in front of his chest.“Come here and eat,” he said, inviting her.The morning sun lazily peeked through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. A soft breeze blew through, rustling the curtains and sending the scent of blooming flowers wafting inside.The table was set with an array of delicious dishes, their mouth-watering aroma wafting through the air.They sat beside each other, their fingers intertwined on the table. Their eyes were fixed on the spread before them, but... there was a subtle sadness in Mr. Wednesday’s eyes.It was a quiet melancholy that settled around him like a cloak, casting a shadow over the brightness of the morning. The woman noticed i
“Harriet... I love you...”THRUST! THRUT! THRUST!“I want to marry you... making you happy... but instead I... I can’t save you...”“I’m sorry...”Harriet gasped and moaned as she heard his whisper in her ears. She didn’t like this at all. “Mr... Monday... how dare you... say all this... when we’re in the middle of... mmmh...! Oh... kiss me, Liam...!”The man devoured her lips as her body spasmed, her limbs clutched into his body desperately.The night had deepened. It was almost midnight, and they hadn’t finished their activity. It was a good decision to let the servants empty the wing.Since their tower hadn’t been rebuilt yet, they had to use a normal bedroom, and the place was a bit close to the working servants...“Don’t you dare pull out again. Put your seed inside me, Liam,” Harriet whispered.“Is this how y
Harriet passed out the moment her head hit the pillow. These days had been too hectic for her; she didn’t even have time to rest properly.When the sunlight hit her eyes that morning, she felt something blocking them to let her rest more. And then, she smelled it. Only one man in this world could give a scent of the sun.He was like the beginning of summer right after the spring ended. Not even the night could hide this kind of scent... even though Harriet instantly felt something different.It was too distant.Her eyelids trembled open. She was expecting to see him lying facing her, but she was met with his back instead.He was awake.He was even awake since midnight. When he opened his eyes, he was there, not knowing what had happened or what to do. But when the sunlight hit her frail-looking body, he was afraid it would disturb her sleep, so he covered her from the sun.That was when he felt her small fingers grazing his back
[Hello, my name is Charmy.]Penelope’s jaw was still hanging open.[I’m 5.]Penelope stared at Heinrich in disbelief.“So, this is Charmaine. He’s... he’s the stone I made five... almost six years ago to become an Immortal Archmage,” Heinrich said.Penelope still couldn’t comprehend anything.“Okay, mine and the Duchess’ working theory is that when we create the Philosopher’s Stone, the mythical balance is achieved, and a new soul is created from it...”“No, Your Highness, what I was surprised about is... why did he call me his... Mommy?” Penelope seriously asked.“Well, this...” Heinrich tried to think of a way to explain it.[Mommy, you mean. I was cheering for you allllll the time! I’m screeeeaming for Daddy to just see you and be with you!]“He chose you as his master. That night at the North, he... essentiall
“It seemed that we’ve all concluded all we know about the stone. With the help of the communication device I created, we will be able to discuss with your stone to create the ideal society we’ve talked about,” Harriet said as she concluded their talk.She only conveyed her discovery about the stone but also theorized about what had happened to each stone.“Now that you’ve become a Lycan, Aslan, you have double the responsibility to uphold. Don’t disappoint us,” Harriet said.Aslan stood and kneeled, bowing his head low. “I won’t disappoint you, God and Goddess.”After Aslan left, Harriet turned back to Heinrich. He was clearly deep in thought.“Do you have something you want to ask your stone again?” Harriet asked him.Heinrich sighed and started to loosen his tout posture. “Actually, may I borrow the device for a day?”Harriet held her smile and