041 THE SLAVE MAID TAKES CONTROL
"He won't have much of a damn choice. If he refuses, he'll suffer the same fate as the old fucker Lillwo. Lillann is smart. He understands that."
Kasshyek understood. A month ago, Lilleo Gullee would not be able to convince anybody in the family to do anything for him. Today, nobody in the family dares go against his wishes.
"No wonder they're calling you the Demon of Gullee now," Kasshyek remarked, half-amused.
Leo smiled darkly. "They're not wrong. I am a fucking demon."
Lillreen glanced at Yun-Yun. "What about her?"
"She's not my slave," Leo said, looking at Yun-Yun. "She can leave whenever she wants. She's already helped me a lot."
Yun-Yun met his gaze, unwavering.
"I'll follow you to the battlefront. I am planning to return East anyway," she replied.
"Good, I'll have someone to recharge my lust along the way", he said cheekily.
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"Lillreen, you don't have to serve me tonight, or anymore," Leo said softly as Lillreen entered his room quietly. "We're sending you back home tomorrow. Your time here is over."
But instead of leaving, Lillreen approached Leo with quiet determination. She gently pressed against his chest, urging him to step backward until he stumbled and sat on the edge of his bed.
He looked up at her, surprised.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"I've followed your orders for most of my life," she said, her voice steady. "It's about time you listen to me and do as I say."
Leo blinked, taken aback. "Oh… okay. Yes, madam," he replied with a half-smile, attempting to lighten the mood.
"Now, undress," Lillreen commanded, her gaze unwavering as it lingered on his body.
"Lillreen… I already told you, you don't have to do this," he said, his voice soft but insistent, trying to reason with her.
"This isn't for you," she interrupted, her tone firm yet tender. "This is for me—my choice. This has nothing to do with the contract. This is something I've wanted for a very long time."
Before he could protest further, she closed the distance between them, her lips meeting his in a kiss that was soft but deliberate. Leo hesitated at first, caught off guard, but slowly he began to respond, his hands tentatively reaching for her. She pulled back slightly, shaking her head, and gently guided his hands away.
"No," she whispered, her voice steady. "Tonight, this is on my terms."
Lillreen took a step back, her eyes never leaving his as she began to undress. The fabric of her dress slipped away, revealing her figure in the dim light. Leo's breath hitched, his words caught in his throat as he tried to speak. But before he could form a sentence, she closed the gap between them again, her confidence radiating.
"Are you sure about this?" Leo asked, his voice barely audible, filled with concern. "You don't have to—"
"Lilleo," she interrupted softly, her gaze piercing yet tender. "When I go home, no one will believe I'm still a virgin, no matter what certificate you give me."
Her hand reached for him, her touch firm yet gentle. "This is my choice. I want all of you. That's the only thing I want from this damn house."
Leo searched her eyes, seeing the resolve and the longing within them. He nodded, relinquishing control, allowing her to guide the moment they were about to share. Her lips found his again, this time with more urgency, their bodies pressing together as the heat between them grew.
Lillreen's breath hitched as their naked forms entwined, the sensations coursing through her eliciting soft gasps and moans.
"Come inside me," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. Her body shifted, sliding against his, and he responded instinctively, his mouth trailing down to her neck, then lower, savoring the taste of her skin, the softness of her breasts.
She began to move, their bodies finding a rhythm that was both natural and electric. Every touch, every shared breath, became a symphony of pleasure and connection. The night stretched on, their cries and moans echoing through the stillness.
In that moment, there were no contracts, no obligations—only the raw, unfiltered desire they had both been holding back. Together, they embraced the freedom of their choice, indulging fully in the passion that had been building between them.
It was a farewell, a celebration, and a release, all wrapped into one unforgettable night.
By morning, Lillreen would be gone, but this night would remain—a memory of closure and choice.
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"She's gone," Yun-Yun said quietly.
Leo looked up, surprised. "Were you here the whole night? I didn't even notice you came in."
Yun-Yun nodded. "Not very long. This new cloak you made for me conceals me well. With your attention on each other, you wouldn't have noticed. I didn't want to interrupt, so I stayed in the corner briefly until she's gone."
Leo raised an eyebrow. "You watched us fucking the whole time?"
"I didn't have anywhere else to go, this is my room since I came here," she replied calmly.
Suddenly, someone rushed into the room.
"Young Master, we have someone here to see you", Kasshyek reported.
"Who is it?"
"Madam Make-me-money"
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[At the Bagnio la Pleasure]
"I didn't know you owned this place until Madam Make-me-hard came to tell me," Leo said, his emotions tangled as he faced Dassa.
He was still angry with her.
"I'm sorry I kept this shit from you. I had my reasons," she replied calmly.
"Are you some kind of Rose here to steal my fucking 'essence' while pretending to be my friend? Bitch," he asked bluntly.
"That was my mission, yes. But not my intention. I didn't exactly cut off your bloody 'essence', did I?" she shot back.
"No, you didn't. Probably because you couldn't even get it hard," he retorted.
Dassa's eyes narrowed. "I was wondering about that too. What does that Emerald have that I don't? Why did you get an erection on her and not me?" she asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"At least she was honest about her intentions. You, on the other hand, lied from the start," Leo said coldly.
"I told you, I had a reason," Dassa insisted.