Chapter 316 - 322

"Eat your fill, Quinn. You’ve certainly earned it," Silvia said with a warm smile, gesturing toward the magnificent spread she had personally prepared for him.

She understood all too well that Quinn needed to replenish his stamina after expending so much energy on her husband’s treatment, and a hearty meal felt like the most fitting token of her gratitude.

"Thank you, Madam. I certainly won’t refuse such a gracious offer," Quinn replied, offering a handsome smile as he found the entire situation increasingly amusing. He reached out to take one of the heavy serving platters from her hands.

"Oh, you don’t need to help me with that, Quinn... I can handle it myself. Consider this my personal way of apologizing for making you overexert yourself earlier," she said modestly. Rather than issuing orders to the household maids, she had taken it upon herself to serve him directly.

"Nonsense, Madam. I’m more than happy to help you," Quinn insisted softly.

"Haha, your future wife is going to be exceptionally lucky to have a man like you, Quinn..." Silvia yielded to his persistence, her fingers brushing intimately against his as they both held the rim of the platter.

"Haha, well, I certainly won’t argue with that, Madam," Quinn chuckled, savoring her high praise.

Even if the rest of the world viewed him as an unprincipled scoundrel, Quinn always made sure to treat his women with utmost devotion and care. In his mind, it wasn’t his fault that those incompetent, neglectful husbands kept pushing their beautiful wives right into his waiting arms.

"Oh...!" Silvia gasped softly, noticing his hand lingering against hers a second longer than necessary.

"Is something wrong, Madam? Were you thinking about something just now?" Quinn asked, maintaining a picture-perfect expression of pure innocence as he took the plate from her.

"No, it’s nothing at all... Must have just been my imagination," she deflected quickly, turning her head away to hide her flushed cheeks. The brief contact of his palm had felt surprisingly soft, warm, and lingering.

No, what on earth am I thinking? I shouldn’t be letting my mind wander like this! He’s just a young man... and I am a married woman. I’m practically old enough to be his mother... She forcefully shook the inappropriate thoughts from her head.

Truth be told, she was becoming dangerously swayed by Quinn’s presence. He carried himself like the ideal man every woman secretly dreamed of finding, but for a fully matured woman like her to harbor forbidden cravings for a young seedling felt utterly scandalous.

"Haha, if you say so, Madam. I’ll dig in now—I’m absolutely starving after all that heavy work," Quinn said, deciding not to push her any further for the moment. Playing the long game was far sweeter.

Heh, let’s see just how long you can maintain that rigid emotional barrier, Silvia, Quinn smirked inwardly, taking mental note of her flustered body language and subtle reactions.

"Yes, please, eat as much as you like..." Silvia murmured, turning slightly further away as a delicate pink blush spread across her cheeks.

Well... harboring a small secret crush wasn’t completely terrible, was it? No, she reassured herself—it wasn’t a crush at all. It was merely fond affection and deep gratitude toward the remarkable young man who was slowly restoring her husband’s life.

...

Quinn wolfed down the luxurious meal with vigorous appetite while Silvia watched him silently from across the table.

What is wrong with me today? It is completely improper to look at him like this... Silvia’s mind was in total disarray, utterly unable to shake the lingering image of his earnest face. It was as if a spell had taken root inside her thoughts, replaying his gentle smile on a continuous loop.

Stop it... I need to clear these foolish thoughts immediately. Deep breaths... inner peace. Quinn is far too young, and I am a devoted, married woman.

"Would you like a bite, Madam?" Quinn asked, breaking her train of thought as he held up a juicy, roasted bird leg—the local realm’s equivalent of a delicacy.

"Oh, no, I am quite fine! Please, enjoy your meal," Silvia waved her hands hurriedly, her heart pounding against her ribs as her thoughts raced out of control.

"I’ll be taking my leave now, Madam. Thank you so much for the wonderful feast," Quinn said a short while later, thoroughly satisfied with his visit. He had made significant emotional headway with her, and he knew it was only a matter of time now. Just one more strategic push, and he would turn this reserved MILF into his next ripe prize.

Just you wait, Silvia... I’m going to give you the ride of your life. I’ll flood every single one of your tight holes while your helpless husband sleeps soundly right in the next room, Quinn thought to himself, already savoring the mental image of breaking her composure.

"Yes, please come back tomorrow, Quinn. As always, I am deeply thankful for your presence here," Silvia replied softly, still visibly distracted as his handsome face replayed endlessly in her mind.

"Of course, Madam. You can count on me to assist your family to the absolute best of my abilities."

***

With his business at the main estate concluded for the day, Quinn set off toward his next objective: finding Sylph for another round of passion. He was nowhere near satisfied with a mere taste; the beautiful mother-and-daughter pair still had plenty of pleasure left to give him. Since he had practically broken both Natasha and Elaine the night before, visiting Sylph today was the absolute perfect choice.

"Oh, sweet. There she is..." Quinn murmured, spotting Sylph standing outside in the courtyard hanging laundry to dry. The linens blowing in the wind were the last remaining evidence of the wild, messy battle that had unfolded between them, and today presented the perfect opportunity to catch her alone.

"Hey there, good morning, Sylph... How are you holding up today?" Quinn called out smoothly, stepping closer to her.

"Q-Quinn...! What are you doing here right now?!" she stammered, nearly dropping the wooden pegs in her hand. The intense pounding he had subjected her to during their last encounter had temporarily reduced her to a shameless, howling beast, and looking at him now filled her with overwhelming embarrassment.

"Don’t act so distant, Sylph. Are you really not happy to see me after everything we shared?" Quinn chuckled softly, closing the distance between them with a predatory, confident smile.

"N-No, I didn’t mean it like that... but you know..." Sylph stammered, twisting her fingers together nervously like a guilty child who had just been caught red-handed.

Well at least she tried...her busty body is screaming like a slut.

No, please stop this right now... That was a colossal mistake! Yes, I let myself get completely swept away by raw lust last time, but I can’t do it again. I simply cannot keep betraying Brian like this... she told herself firmly. She had spent all night coming to terms with her conscience, desperately trying to convince herself that marital devotion was far more important than fleeting physical pleasure. She was determined to draw the line once and for all.

"Know what, Sylph? You really don’t need to act so distant with me," Quinn murmured softly. Glancing around the quiet courtyard, he confirmed that no one was in sight before stepping intimately close to her face.

"S-Stop it, Quinn... I can’t make that mistake ever again!"

"Mistake? What mistake are you talking about, Sylph?" Quinn tilted his head, feigning complete, innocent confusion.

"Y-You know exactly what I mean... what happened between us l-last time..." She pointed an accusing finger at his chest, doing her absolute best to push him back without making a scene.

"Oh, you mean us fucking?" Quinn smirked playfully. He formed a circle with his thumb and index finger and deliberately slid her outstretched finger straight through it.

""Don’t do that...! Someone might see us!" Her heart hammered violently against her ribs. She was terrified that a servant or neighbor might spot Quinn visiting her while Brian was away.

"Nobody is going to see us, Sylph. Why are you so incredibly nervous? And tell me... are you really going to pretend that incredible experience was just a mistake?" Quinn leaned down and whispered directly into her ear, his hand smoothly sliding down to cup her full, rounded ass cheek.

"Y-Yes! I made up my mind last night that we have to end this right here and now! It was a mistake, and I refuse to let it go any further..." She hastily wriggled backward out of his reach.

"Hmm, so all those breathless moans and that wild, lewd ride you gave me were just a mistake, Sylph? I could have sworn you were thoroughly enjoying every single second of our time together," Quinn chuckled softly, completely unbothered by her sudden moral stand. He knew all too well that her dignified facade was merely a desperate attempt to resist the cravings of her own body.