Chapter 69: The Morning After!!!

The Morning After!!!

Morning came.

Soft sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains.

Painting golden stripes across the silk sheets.

Evelyn slowly opened her eyes.

Leon was gone.

She felt a strange emptiness in the space beside her.

Last night’s events replayed in her mind.

Every command.

Every touch.

Every whispered word.

I had sex with him.

Her cheeks flushed scarlet at the thought.

She shifted and looked down at the bed.

A dark red stain marked the sheets.

Evidence of her lost virginity.

Dried fluids from their lovemaking.

Her body still ached in places she didn’t know could ache.

So that’s what it feels like.

To give yourself to someone completely.

I never imagined it would be like this.

I never imagined it would be him.

She touched the hickey marks on her neck.

Faint purple bruises.

Evidence of his passion.

She sighed.

There were more terrible things to dwell on.

He made me hide Levis’s body in the ancestral shrine.

The very place where the Blackheart family honors its ancestors.

"Now I’ve truly betrayed the Blackheart family. There’s no going back."

She sat up slowly.

The blanket fell away.

Revealing her naked body.

Her soft, full breasts were exposed.

Pale and perfect in the morning light.

Faint hickey marks dotted her neck and collarbone.

Her pussy was still sore.

Each movement reminded her of what happened.

He was gentle, she thought.

Despite everything.

He was gentle with me.

She didn’t bother covering herself.

This was her personal villa.

No one entered without her permission.

And then she saw it.

A letter on the bedside table.

Her fingers trembled as she picked it up.

Unfolding the paper.

Come outside the city as soon as you wake. I’ll be waiting for you there.

—Leon

"Leon—this was your goal all along, wasn’t it?"

She closed her eyes.

Took a deep breath.

Time to face the day.

She went to the bathroom.

The warm water soothed her aching muscles.

She washed away the remnants of the night.

The dried fluids.

The sweat.

The evidence of their passion.

She touched her pussy gently.

Still sore.

Still sensitive.

He was so big.

I didn’t know it could feel like that.

Pain and pleasure mixed together.

I didn’t know I could feel that much.

After drying off, she dressed.

A fresh purple robe.

The green sash tied perfectly.

Her green hair cascaded over her shoulders.

Her purple eyes looked back at her in the mirror.

I look different, she thought.

I feel different.

Like something inside me has changed.

And I don’t know if I want it to go back.

She made her way to a teleportation array.

A flash of white light.

She arrived at their meeting point.

And then she saw them.

Under a large tree, Leon stood.

His arms wrapped around Selena.

They were kissing.

Deeply.

Passionately.

Selena’s silver-white hair flowed in the morning breeze.

Her fitted robe clung to her curves.

Her G-cup tits pressed against Leon’s chest.

Her golden eyes were half-lidded.

Her lips were swollen from kissing.

Evelyn’s feet froze.

She stared at them.

They’re kissing.

Like it’s nothing.

Like I’m not even here.

A strange emotion twisted in her chest.

Jealousy?

Hurt?

She wasn’t sure.

Selena noticed her first.

She pulled back from the kiss.

Her golden eyes met Evelyn’s.

A knowing look there.

Not hostile.

Just... observant.

Evelyn’s cheeks flushed.

She felt like she was intruding.

Like she shouldn’t be here.

Leon turned.

His purple eyes found her.

His swollen lips told her everything.

He had been kissing Selena too.

He smiled.

"Good morning, dear Evelyn."

Dear Evelyn.

He called me dear.

Just like he calls her.

Evelyn’s heart fluttered.

She shouldn’t care.

But she did.

Leon let go of Selena.

He walked toward Evelyn.

"Morning," she said, her voice steady despite everything.

Leon reached out.

His thumb brushed her cheek.

"You came. I’m glad."

"I didn’t have a choice."

"You always have a choice, Evelyn."

She looked at him.

"No. The contract—"

"The contract doesn’t control everything. You chose to come. You chose to meet me. You could have stayed in bed. But you didn’t."

Evelyn’s lips trembled.

He’s right.

I could have stayed.

But I didn’t.

Why didn’t I?

Leon leaned in.

His lips brushed her ear.

"I’m proud of you, dear Evelyn."

Then he kissed her forehead.

Soft.

Gentle.

Like she was precious.

Evelyn’s breath caught.

Selena watched silently.

Her expression unreadable.

Leon pulled back.

"Now, let’s go power-level."

Selena walked over.

Her golden eyes met Evelyn’s.

"I hope you’re ready, Evelyn."

Evelyn blinked.

"Ready for what?"

"For what’s coming."

Leon wrapped an arm around Selena’s waist.

His other hand found Evelyn’s.

He pulled them both close.

They walked together.

Leon’s hands on both their waists.

"That’s my women," he said with a grin.

Evelyn’s heart pounded.

His women.

I’m one of his women.

I never imagined this.

But I don’t hate it.

I don’t hate it at all.

Selena caught her eye.

"Don’t look so shocked. You knew what you were getting into."

Evelyn’s face flushed.

"I didn’t—"

"Didn’t what?"

"Didn’t think I’d be sharing."

Selena smiled.

A real smile.

"Neither did I. But here we are."

She glanced at Leon.

"He has a way of making things work."

Evelyn looked at him.

His confident smile.

His purple eyes.

His strong hands on their waists.

He’s ridiculous, Evelyn thought.

Absolutely ridiculous.

And yet...

I want this.

I want him.

They walked to the teleportation array.

A flash of light.

They arrived at Wild Boar Ridge.

Level 20+ demonic beasts roamed everywhere.

Remote.

Isolated.

"Too few monsters here. This way."

Leon led them down a narrow path.

"Leon—it takes at least an hour to get from here to the exam venue."

"Relax. We have enough time."

They passed a few adventurer parties.

Curious glances followed them.

"She’s right—the exam venue isn’t close."

"Yeah. Keep dawdling, and you’ll miss it for sure."

"There’s a limit to cramming, you know."

A girl with acne on her face approached.

Her name was Riley.

"I have my own plans."

Leon’s voice was cold.

"Come on, let’s go. If they’re late, it’s none of our business. Stop meddling."