"Hehehe…" A beautiful maid walked up to him; her wet hair and dress stuck to her body, allowing him to see her seductive body.
Although the maids here were not as beautiful as Akna, their beauty could be compared with that of beautiful ladies from other noble families.
"Young master…" The maid said, her voice full of seduction: "Even if you scream until your throat is torn, no one will save you."
Lathel: "…"
"That's right…" Another maid spoke up; she was even more daring because there was no underwear behind the thin skirt she was wearing.
She walked up to him and hugged his arm tightly: "Young master, instead of resisting, you'd better enjoy this moment."
Lathel silently looked at the maids around him, feeling confused, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.
However, he wondered if this was the life of a noble. Immersed in lust in an extremely luxurious place like this,as he was thinking, he slowly lost his ability to control himself.
