Be Fascinated - Chapter 44

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Chapter 44

Carlos, the Emperor, grabbed his head.

“Who are you?”

“Are you really crazy, Brother?”

“Who is your brother?”

His tone was natural, but behind his voice was a low warning. Carlos felt like his mind was about to explode.

He returned his title of Grand Duke without any consultation with Carlos and went down to the city, beginning his life of seclusion.

It’s called seclusion, but how is this living in seclusion? Pretending to be on the down low yet buying a large piece of land, building a mansion with the highest level of everything, and summoning furniture craftsmen from the capital…

The rich are rich no matter what they do, but now there are so many things to help yet he was resting peacefully like this… He felt like he was going to vomit with envy.

“Is Miss Philia doing well?”

“So, who are you?”

“Grand Duke. You’re really bad at acting.”

Amelia chuckled and laughed. Carlos was even more upset when he saw it.

“I hope you just give in before she comes.”

“She? Who? Is she a real saint?”

“……”

Claude’s eyes once again had a cold glimmer. Amelia let out a sigh and held back Carlos.

Still, these brothers’ relationship was not good.

“Claude.”

Philia’s clear voice was heard. Carlos and Amelia looked back at the same time. A woman smiling brightly came into the house.

Claude’s expression rarely hardened. They were people of the past. Looking at the people of the past may make Philia angry. Claude pondered whether to kill Carlos or not.

“We have guests?”

Philia asked.

“Who?”

Here, Claude once again got into trouble. If he introduces Carlor as an emperor, it will go against the role he has set for himself as just a ‘wealthy man’.

“It’s my younger brother.”

“I never heard of you having a brother.”

“It’s just because I can’t not have him.”

“But it doesn’t seem like that’s when I see him coming. Claude is such a bad brother.”

“Brothers are like that originally. It seems like we don’t exist to each other, but we’re on good terms…”

Claude placed a hand on Carlos’ shoulder.

“Aha, I see. Claude is a good older brother.”

“Puhaha!”

Amelia burst out laughing. Because she knew that Philia was deliberately asking a mean question.

“Long time no see, you look happy, Philia.”

“It’s all thanks to the Empress.”

Philia said softly. As the women exchanged intimate glances, the brothers looked at each other and fell back.

As Carlos and Claude talked separately, Amelia had tea with Philia.

“I’m glad you look really bright.”

“I am glad that Your Majesty the Empress seems to be doing well.”

Amelia smiled.

“I am always well. I’ve been doing so well that I’ve gained so much weight.”

“No. You look good.”

Amelia had plumper cheeks. But she looked happy that it was good to see.

“Philia, are you okay? Or is the Grand Duke deliberately following you and forcing you? Again like before…”

“No, not at all. As you can see, that person is always flustered in front of me.”

“……”

“He must be afraid that I will leave.”

Philia smiled softly. Amelia looked at Philia and asked.

“Have you… forgiven him?”

“Forgive?”

Philia asked back. She smiled bitterly.

“Well, I decided to think of it as something that didn’t happen at all, so I had nothing to do other than forgive him.”

“……”

“Actually, I have finished organizing my thoughts. He hasn’t forgotten me either, and I haven’t forgotten him, so what should I do? We have no choice but to change the relationship.”

“……”

“Claude really worked hard. He is not going to destroy my world.”

Claude picked flowers every morning and offered them to her. He sent her a casual gift, waited for her to finish her work, escorted her to her house, and then returned.

When Philia sometimes asked him to walk with her on the street, he smiled as if it was the greatest happiness and walked with her. Indeed, it was an ordinary relationship.

Rumors of a wealthy man who moved to the city in love with a seamstress girl spread all over the place. Claude and Philia were quite faithful to their roles.

In that way, small, precious, and pretty stories that they had to build up began to pile up. The charred heart began to bloom.

“As long as he doesn’t go crazy again and do that, I’m fine.”

Amelia was looking at Philia’s face.

“What would you do if the Grand Duke went crazy again?”

“……”

“Then, there will be no escape.”

Philia smiled at Amelia’s words that sounded like worries.

“…It will never happen.”

Philia’s words had a strange aftertaste. Before Amelia even noticed it, Philia changed the subject.

“However I am afraid he will return to the capital.”

“Well, it is true that His Majesty came to persuade him, but maybe he will fail?”

“Perhaps so?”

Love. Amelia knows that feeling very well. However, it was difficult to understand the feelings Philia and Claude had for each other.

According to Philia’s explanation, she had a love that she has never had before, a love that is bright and pretty and fresh, but why was something strange?

‘Well, they look happy with each other, so that’s all that matters?’

Amelia thought as she saw Philia smiling.

“Claude, are you inside?”

When he heard the knock, Claude, who was sitting on the sofa drinking his tea, answered.

“Come in, Philia.”

Philia opened the door and entered. Philia cautiously sat across from him. Claude got up, and he walked right up to Philia’s side.

“Philia.”

“Are you leaving for the capital?”

“No. Never.”

“In the midst of His Majesty’s persuasion… Can you refuse?”

At Philia’s question, Claude smiled.

“Are you afraid of me going away?”

“…….”

“My lady must be very scared.”

“I’m fine.”

At Philia’s words, Claude took Philia’s hand and he pressed his lips against her palms.

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave.”

Philia’s expression did not clear up. He sticks out his tongue and licks Philia’s fingers.

“Mhh… It tickles.”

“Did it tickle? Shall I stop?”

Philia didn’t answer. Then Claude licked her wrist. He felt a faint pulse on the tip of his tongue. He came down from the sofa, feeling the soft pulse that had broken with a little effort.

“Claude.”

“I think you want me to serve you today.”

Claude kissed Philia on the cheek and whispered softly. She looked at him with a piercing look on her face. She looked like a relentless queen.

He lifted Philia’s legs that were seated and spread them wide. Philia watched what he was doing without panicking.

As he took off her underwear as if it was a practiced motion, he saw the red p*ssy between her alabaster legs. Instead of licking it right away, he licked her slender ankles and calves. Roving the inside of her thigh, a lewd sound came out of her mouth. But he took his time and licked the other place like teasing.

“Claude, please—”

Claude moved his head and licked the moist, sweet fruit-like thing. Her body was warmed by his delicate and subtle caress.

“Huu…!”

A low voice came out of Philia’s mouth. But Claude knew it wasn’t the start yet. His lips carefully climbed up, finally touching the petals.

“Hah!”

His hot tongue gently licked his clitoris. The sound of licking it sensitively echoed obscenely in the small room.

“Mmmh, haa!”

Philia’s voice grew louder. Hearing her lewd moans, Claude felt his manhood swell.

He was a man captivated by the magic that satisfied him between his crotch. Claude was even more excited about his own position.

Honey-like fluids dripped down between the red flesh. Philia was weak at the pleasures Claude offered her. Although she had a cold expression on her face, she quickly collapsed and let out a beautiful moan.

“Ahhuuk, haaahnn!”

Philia trembled as Claude tenaciously stimulated her sensitive areas with his tongue. Her back arched up. The red cheeks and lips were so lovely.

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