Secret Private Life of the Villainous Grand Duke - Chapter 118

“Even if I wanted to go easy on you, damn it, there’s a limit to how bad you can be. Isn’t there?”

It was nothing more than misplaced frustration. Hartmut gripped Lily’s thighs, which clung to his waist, and lifted her up. Startled by the sudden motion, Lily instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around his neck to avoid falling.

“I, I’m sorry… I’ll try harder… huh, Hartmut.”

“Don’t say my name. It makes me sick.”

The revulsion wasn’t directed at Lily, but at himself. Hearing his name roll off her lips gave him a twisted sense of dominance, and he hated how much he enjoyed it.

In the end, that’s exactly who he was—a vile, detestable man who manipulated others for his own satisfaction, feeling exhilaration when they followed the path he set.

Hartmut pressed Lily’s trembling body against the cold wall. She flinched at the harsh chill, but it wasn’t the icy surface that scared her most. It was the dark, brooding energy emanating from him.

Adjusting their position, Hartmut leaned her partially onto his shoulder, while continuing his movements. His red shaft continued plunging into Lily’s hole without pause, feeding his unquenchable hunger.

Tears streamed down Lily’s face as she clung to him and soaked his shoulder. The word ‘bad’ echoed in her mind. She couldn’t stop crying.

Squelch, squelch. Lily’s heart swelled with resentment towards Hartmut again. She vowed silently to never again obey him. The misery was indescribable.

But the promise was futile. Each time Hartmut’s p*nis thrusted, her walls tightened and leaked liquid. Despite her efforts to suppress them, her moans leaked through her clenched teeth.

Please… I don’t want to feel this…

She prayed fervently, though there was no one to hear her. She just prayed for the pleasure to stop.

But Lily’s wish was not granted. Hartmut took her until dawn broke. And drowned in pleasure, crying from her climaxes repeatedly.

* * *

The next morning, the carriage that Moritz had sent to the Ravenas mansion returned empty. He had received no contact from Claudia, and she hadn’t returned to Moonique either.

Lily, where on earth are you…?

Moritz anxiously went through the documents. He couldn’t get work done. He was troubled, wondering what had happened to Lily.

Knock, knock. As someone knocked on the study door, Paul briefly lifted his eyes from the papers and glanced at the door. What caught his attention was Tobias Winkler, covered head to toe in blood.

“Lord Winkler, are you alright…?”

Paul furrowed his brow deeply.

The strong stench of blood and the terrifying sight of a murderer. Paul knew what role Tobias played, but it was the first time he had seen him in such a state.

It clearly meant that this was an important report. Usually, after returning from a mission, Tobias would shower and change before giving his report, whether it was at the Winkler or the Kneiss mansion.

“Oh, it’s not my blood.”

The response was dry. The cold and harsh voice sent a chill down Paul’s spine. Tobias wiped the blood off his handsome face with his hand and flicked it off onto the floor.

“Ah, Lord Winkler! The blood is getting on the documents. Fu… be careful…”

Paul quickly shielded the papers he had worked so hard on, worried they might get ruined. He silently promised himself that if he ever had to rewrite them, he would definitely resign.

Moritz understood the significance of Tobias arriving in such a state early in the morning. It was a report about something deeply intertwined with the current work he was handling. Something related to the Pax family.

“Tobias.”

When Moritz called his name, Tobias wiped the blood on his hands onto his clothes and took out a button embossed with the Pax family seal from his pants pocket.

If he had only dealt with assassins or subordinates from the Pax family, at least he would have showered and changed before reporting. But the fact that he had a button with the family seal meant something entirely different.

No matter how cornered someone might be, they wouldn’t send a noble from the family for something trivial. Tobias already knew that the man he had dealt with was not Hartmut Pax, but someone else from the Pax family. He hadn’t had the family head’s ring.

“As I was heading toward the Ravenas mansion, I came across some thugs lurking around…”

“Did you kill them…?”

Paul interrupted Tobias’s words, causing a deep frown to form on Tobias’s face. The mere fact that there were people loitering near Lily was enough to sour his mood.

Tobias didn’t feel the need to answer the question. It was a question so obvious that it didn’t require a response. If he hadn’t dealt with the problem thoroughly, there would be no reason for Moritz to keep him around.

Paul, who had come closer, glanced at the button in Moritz’s palm. It was unmistakably the Pax family crest. A luxurious seal depicting a bramble and a fox.

“The man had blonde hair and gray eyes.”

Paul and Moritz exchanged looks. Moritz chuckled softly, recalling the man that Tobias had taken care of.

The button with the Pax family seal, blonde hair, and gray eyes belonged to only two people: Hartmut Pax and his cousin, Everett Pax.

“You killed Everett Pax. Good job.”

“Why was the fox bastard in Moonique?”

Even though the Pax family had some influence in Cretail, Moonique was outside of their territory. Tobias knew full well that the Pax family wasn’t a clan to enter Moonique without reason.

They were a clever and cunning fox family, known for their wits.

“Well…”

Moritz couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling. Of all times, Lily had gone down to Cretail, and now, near the Ravenas mansion, they had found none other than Everett Pax, a major figure, and his subordinates. Was this a coincidence?

“Tobias, if there are any remnants or anyone else appearing near the Ravenas mansion…”

“I’ll take care of it.”

Tobias wiped the blood-stained white hair stuck to his face and left. The butler at the Kneiss mansion led Tobias to the bathroom and handed him a new set of clothes.

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