[WARNING: This chapter contains R-18 scenes.]
Lawrend felt refreshed after making Ella crumble into a mess in the middle of a random city. It eventually involved the mayor of the city, but that was a story for another time.
Today was Lawrend's wedding with his next maid. She was the woman he met in a brothel, and she was the reason all of his maids were well-versed in the art of lovemaking.
Grape lifted her wedding veil. Her eyes were fixed upon Lawrend, and the love within them couldn't be faked or hidden.
She felt the most thankful and accepted of all of them. She started in a much lower standing than any of his other women.
"You may kiss the bride."
Lawrend leaned forward without any hesitation. He kissed Grape just like his other maids.
Perhaps in an attempt to paint herself in a much purer picture, Grape simply kissed him without any effort to rile up his lust.
Lawrend was surprised as he separated from her.
