My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 93

Chapter 47.1 — Chalonné’s Man (9)

The soft, scarlet light cast a languid ease over Narkissis’s smile. It was a stark contrast to the tense, bristled demeanor of Riette, who was like a cat with its fur standing on end. It seemed that he was growing increasingly cheerful as she became more and more tense.

He leaned casually against the wall, with one hand resting on the console table.

“I’ve just come here to talk. After all, we’ll be parting ways soon. Don’t you think we’ve got quite a bit of catching up to do?”

“You don’t need to come into the bedroom. There’s the phone and correspondence. I’m doing exactly as Your Highness instructed, so why are you scaring me like this?”

“Haha. Am I frightening you?”

“Of course. You set off a bomb in the box seat I was in!”

At her words, Narkissis whistled and waved his hand in the air like an orchestra conductor.

“Your knight came to the rescue. He appeared like a hero from an ancient legend, heroically rescuing the innocent princesses from the wicked dragon’s gunpowder.”

While he rambled on with exaggerated praise, Riette glanced sideways at the wall next to the console table. More precisely, she cast a fleeting look at the phone mounted on the wall.

Narkissis smirked.

“The time you walk up to this phone, call the guards and they come down the stairs from the third floor, and the time it takes for me to reach you… I’m curious which will be faster.”

“….”

“What on earth did he eat and grow up on to become so perceptive?”

He was the kind of person who would read through a feeble scheme the moment it crossed her mind.

As he said, most of the Princess’s Palace guards were stationed on the third floor, where Bea’s room was located.

Although Bea had moved her residence to the third annex, and it would have been appropriate to reassign the guards accordingly, Ceres hadn’t yet been in a state of mind to give such orders. As a result, the palace guards were doing the ridiculous task of standing watch over Bea’s empty bedroom while neglecting Riette’s bedroom.

There was also an emergency phone on the bedside nightstand next to him. If she lifted it, it would sound an emergency alarm throughout the palace. However, Narkissis was too close for her to reach out in either direction.

“When you arrive in Katak, contact me at least twice a month. If it’s difficult to find his weaknesses, it’s fine to report on his private activities. Whatever happens in his estate residence, no one knows what goes on in there.”

“Alright. If you’re done with your business, please leave now.”

Narkissis raised his body from where he was leaning on the console table.

Riette instinctively flinched and took a step back. As he closed the distance with each step, she precisely retreated just as much.

“I knew you could do it, but I didn’t think you’d be so bold as to spend the night with him. I always thought you’d be weak in that regard…”

Thud!

Riette quickly turned her body and snatched up the emergency phone.

“….”

There was no sound. When the narrow, wandering green eyes suddenly turned to the side of the nightstand, she could see that the phone line had been cut. Cleanly.

Right. Of course. That golden eel-like man¹ wouldn’t have done anything in the room.

He was an extremely meticulous man. After all, he had set up a bomb at the Royal Opera House and had the Chalonné royal family under his thumb.

As Narkissis stood right in front of Riette, she reflexively flinched and turned to face him.

“I believe you’ll do well in Katak, because…”

The red eyes grew cold. The fierce, piercing color swept across her smooth cheek. After his bright red lips twitched a few times, he swallowed the words he was about to say. Perhaps he swallowed with difficulty as his throat bobbed up and down noticeably.

“That Kaisaros Acheron turned your tender skin into a mess of bites and bruises like a dog in just a week.”

“….!”

“How did it feel? To give your first, so pure as snow, to a man you’ve known for just a week…”

Taak!

Riette’s wrist, which was raised to slap him, was grabbed firmly before Narkissis swiftly seized the other hand as well, leaving her arms bound. Knowing full well he couldn’t match him in strength, she desperately struggled to free her arms from his grasp.

“Let go of me! Y-You… vile pervert!”

“Shh, calm down. As I’ve said before, I don’t want to be rough with you, either. Okay?”

Hearing him whisper as if soothing a child, Riette’s humiliation was so intense that she felt her face might burst from the blood rushing to her head.

“Guards… Uhhp!”

Her body was suddenly thrown backward. The next moment, strong arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her up and tossing her onto the bed. The sheets shook wildly, and her hair obscured her vision in a chaotic mess.

¹ [ ‘황금 뱀장어 같은 놈’ (a golden eel-like guy) is a metaphor to describe someone. This phrase implies that the person being described is slippery or deceitful, much like how an eel might be difficult to catch or control. ] ↩

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