The next morning,
Jacob opened his eyes and then looked at the pale white delicate hand over his muscular chest. A naked beauty was sleeping right beside him, revealing her lascivious assets. She was naturally Alice who tasted the forbidden fruit last night.
There wasn't any ripple in Jacob's expression. He was like usual as if it wasn't a big deal for him.
But he can't deny the fact that Alice was the first woman he slept with in this world, and she was a noble princess, regardless.
Yet, he felt nothing besides the transient pleasure, and all that time, he was controlling his strength or he knew what would've happened if he let himself loose with his current physique.
Alice was important to his plan, and he couldn't have her die right now, or it would be hard to find a replacement.
That's why he let her get close to him in the first place and give her hope amid despair. He was making it clear she could only rely on him here, and her resistance was meaningless.
