WARNING!!
This chapter contains an explicit sex scene. Please read at your own discretion.
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"Well, my dear, I can eat at noon or midnight. Besides, your taste remains the same whenever I devour you."
Damian's eyes lingered on Roxana's body curves. His lips turned into a sly smile when he felt Roxana's breathing heavier. He closed the distance between them, placing his hand inside her dress to feel her thighs still covered in stockings.
Damian turned Roxana's body toward him to see her face better. He lowered his gaze, looking into her reddened face that looked ravishing.
He stroked her cheek and said, "Don't resist me any longer, Roxie. I can make you forget all of your problems for a while."
During Roxana's stay in Aerilon, she never once stopped thinking about her fate in court. She still had many worries about whether she would be able to become the head of Oberon or whether she would have to repeat her bad luck for the sixth time.
