The wind blowing against Beatrice's face, she didn't want it to end. She didn't even want to close her helmet visor. Instead, she raised her hand to catch the air. It was futile because air could only be felt and not grasped. But Beatrice didn't care. For her, this journey that Sam took her on, to an unknown destination, she didn't care.As long as she was with Sam, she felt safe.Besides, after everything that had happened, Beatrice was not blind to the rumors circulating around her, especially regarding the improving security situation. She was also relieved to know that the chaotic headquarters was being renovated to stand as it once was.Beatrice didn't forget how that incident had unfolded. During the emotional funeral of Sam's subordinates, Beatrice was there. Sam stood there silently, staring at the row of mounds of earth covered with flower petals. That event left a deep impression on Beatrice. Fear. Truly, Beatrice was afraid that something like that might happen again.Howev
As long as she asked Sam to just look at her, as long as that happened, Beatrice prayed. Hopefully, what she felt, Sam would feel it too."Go inside quickly, Beatrice," Sam commanded as they arrived in front of the open wooden gate.Sam's words startled Beatrice. "Okay, Sam." She quickly dismounted. One of the guards appeared surprised by the arrival of a guest, whom he immediately greeted with joy."Sir? You've truly returned?"Sam stared sharply at the house servant. "Save the chitchat for later, Hans. Take Beatrice inside immediately. The rain is starting!""A-alright, Sir!" Hans stuttered.He hurriedly approached Beatrice and helped her inside. He wanted to ask many questions, but what his master said was true; the heavy rain would surely drench them both. Hans also quickly instructed another servant to prepare a meal—whether it could be categorized as lunch or afternoon, what mattered was that both of his masters needed a proper reception. He rushed to convey various things."Pre
"Quickly, Beatrice. Before you become my meal."Not wanting to take the risk of defying Sam's words, Beatrice quickened her pace. She asked questions here and there before serving the meal for Sam. Suddenly, his plate was filled with various dishes. It was all because the available dishes looked tempting.Worsened, Sam really didn't want to use his hands just to feed himself. He asked Beatrice to do it. Nevertheless, Beatrice happily complied with all of Sam's requests. Despite his cold and brusque words, Sam's demeanor today truly made her happy. His joy seemed to have spread across Beatrice's face since earlier."Done," Sam said as he finished the last few bites. "You finish it, you.""This is still too much, Sam," Beatrice exclaimed."You only ate a little," Sam chose to finish his remaining drink.Beatrice pouted. She looked at her plate, which had a few pieces of grilled shrimp and squid left. "It's a shame not to eat it," she said, determined to finish the rest.Sam smiled conte
Beatrice tried to normalize her heavy breathing. She gasped for air as if the oxygen supply was thin. It was all because of Sam's relentless assault on her sensitive spots, overwhelming her. Her breasts were squeezed and played with, while Sam's fingers wildly stroked below. They sought and touched Beatrice's most sensitive areas."I always love seeing your face turn red because of me," Sam praised.The black-haired girl widened her eyes and screamed in disbelief as Sam lifted her effortlessly. Weightless and light, she was now in Sam's embrace. She immediately wrapped her arms around Sam's neck, finding her own grip."You didn't even tell me you wanted to be carried," she whispered, pouting. She comfortably leaned against his strong body that never ceased to amaze her.Sam just grinned. "It's too cold outside. You might get sick." He briefly kissed the top of Beatrice's head. "Grab that remote, will you? Close all the windows, the button is green."Compliantly, Beatrice grabbed the r
Sam grinned slightly. He brought the body still in his lap back down. Moving aside the other pillows so that his bed was only occupied by the two of them. "Take off your panties," Sam requested while hurriedly removing his shirt.Beatrice nodded faintly. She slowly removed the coverings on her intimate area, intentionally inviting Sam to come closer. And because of that, Sam looked at her with intense desire."You're really teasing, aren't you?" Sam moistened his lips. The sound of the buckle opening and the buttons on his pants, which he was still wearing, made Beatrice swallow her saliva. His now liberated member stood erect."You're not planning on turning on the lights? It's dark," Beatrice played with the ends of her long hair. Swearing for anything, Beatrice wanted to curse herself. How could she act like a seductive mistress of a powerful man?"For what?" Sam was already prepared to crawl closer to Beatrice."Don't you want to see me more clearly?"Sam pulled the corners of his
Sam's hips moved with increasing enthusiasm, thrusting back and forth, stirring deep within the tightness of Beatrice's embrace. He felt his own desire being massaged and desired. He couldn't forget the feeling of entering Beatrice because of this. And because of this, Sam provided additional stimulation exactly where it made Beatrice even more wild."I... I want to come, babe," Beatrice said.Sam had been eagerly waiting for this moment. "Together?"The thrusts from Sam were becoming more intense, driving Beatrice wild. She could sense his restrained groans, a signal that they were both reaching the peak of pleasure. Sam pressed himself deeper than usual. Beatrice's back arched as she was overwhelmed by the sensation. Her toes curled. Her whole body felt as if it was being doused with ice-cold yet refreshing water.Inside her womanhood, she felt a comforting warmth, filling her womb with fluids of release. She grimaced slightly as Sam slowly withdrew himself. It felt as if a liquid w
"The closeness I want is not just like this," Beatrice smiled faintly. "But... truly close, not only through touch but also in the heart." She brought her hand closer to his chest, where his rhythmic heartbeat indicated that its owner was alive and that every nerve was stimulated by their proximity. "Closeness in the heart as well."Sam stared intensely at Beatrice. He remained silent for a while before blinking slowly. All the words that had crossed his mind remained unspoken. He exerted all his strength to protect Beatrice. The safety of the girl beneath his wing was his priority. But the closeness in the heart that Beatrice desired was something Sam still couldn't grasp.He was afraid. Many of his enemies knew his weakness.Ah... Sam shouldn't have worried, right? After all, there was Quassano who would help him protect Beatrice. So, what was he afraid of? Didn't his own feelings... resemble Beatrice's? It was him who spoke about his desires, his commands, and his requests, not all
Beatrice treaded carefully, her hand tightly held by Sam's. Occasionally, Sam helped her navigate the slippery stone steps. The rain from last night had made the path to the top of the hill much steeper than usual.Beatrice wanted to ask where exactly they were heading, but Sam didn't want to speak too much. However, Beatrice was amazed and felt a sense of tranquility that she had never experienced before in this place she had visited so many times.The hilly area covered in lush vegetation and pine trees created a completely different atmosphere along the path that Beatrice was traversing. There was still a slight mist obstructing their way."We'll arrive at the end there," Sam said, pointing to a spot that suddenly filled him with longing. The image of where he was once a happy five-year-old child, receiving love and affection, remained vivid in his memory.The gentle laughter of his mother and the towering figure of his strict father spun in his head. If he hadn't tightly held Beat