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No matter how strong a dragon is, it cannot soar without its two wings. Felix didn’t deny that fact either.
“A double agent, huh. Well…”
Indeed, Diana had an advantage that other spies lacked. Felix didn’t hide the fact that she was by his side, so Aizen must have had some idea. For both Felix and Aizen, Diana was a piece they absolutely needed to hold on to.
Moreover, he was curious.
What Diana could do for him, how far she was willing to go. This was an opportunity to objectively assess how blind her loyalty to him truly was.
“Testing her wouldn’t be a bad idea.”
Felix thought of the sketch he had left incomplete over the past few days. If he sent Diana off now and finished the sketch by the time she returned, the timing would work out perfectly.
As he nodded, Hugo’s face brightened considerably.
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“Master, what did you just say…?”
Diana, who had been sprawled across Felix’s chest, raised her head abruptly. Her gaze, trembling in confusion, landed somewhere around the bridge of his nose.
“Did you just tell me… to go to Prince Aizen?”
“Yes. Your routine report is due in two days.”
“How did you know…?”
Diana bit her lip, unable to finish her sentence. It was pointless to ask, knowing full well he must have already investigated her thoroughly.
While staying at the hunting lodge, Diana had lost track of time. Even when she tried to count the days, she had given up after the fifth day. Without the special clock she used to estimate the time, it was hard for her to gauge. Unfortunately, she hadn’t brought it with her.
The only thing Diana had done during her waking hours, aside from sleeping deeply and waking up disoriented, was endure the relentless attention of the man beside her.
The man, who had been half-obsessed with his painting, had transformed overnight. He now spent most of his day holding a brush, and the rest of the time holding a sword or whip—or indulging in her. Just minutes ago, Diana had climaxed multiple times while straddling him.
His seed, which had overflowed from her depths and trickled down to her outer folds, was still wet and sticky. Yet, even now, his manhood, pressing against her navel, was already hardening again.
Trying to pull herself away from the heavy presence of his manhood, Diana asked, “You’re not serious about this, are you?”
“Do I look like someone who’d bother to lie to you?”
Felix pulled a corner of the blanket to wipe away the wetness from between her legs. No matter how many times he cleaned, her thighs were repeatedly soiled with the remnants of their union. Annoyed, he tossed the soiled blanket onto the floor and inserted his fingers into her. Surprised by the sudden intrusion, Diana clenched and trembled.
Her body, still sensitive from the lingering sensations, reacted strongly to even the slightest stimulus. Every cell in her body was on edge, making it hard to endure.
Still, she had to speak.
“Why all of a sudden… I’ve made my choice. I’m your person… why now? Ah!”
To suddenly suggest returning to Aizen… What was she supposed to say to him?
Instead of answering, Felix spread her entrance with three fingers at once. Diana held her breath and exhaled slowly. Having harbored a weapon as large as his for so long, accommodating three fingers now was no longer a challenge.
“In just a few days, you’ve become this loose. It seems returning to your original state is out of the question, doesn’t it?”
Felix teased her, curling his fingers within her, his tone laced with mockery. The essence that leaked from within her pooled in his palm. After letting it spill out through her entrance, he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her closer to him.
But Diana resisted, tightening her thighs to hold herself back.
“Master, please tell me your reason. Or at least what I should say to Prince…”
“Drop the honorifics. I’m the only one you need to speak respectfully to.”
His grip on her tightened suddenly, causing Diana’s body to tip forward. Reflexively, she wrapped her arms around Felix’s neck, her lips trembling as if she wanted to speak.
“His Highness already knows I betrayed him. He has many spies planted in the annex. Ah!”
Felix aimed himself at her entrance and thrust in. The sensation of being stretched to her limit caused her to gasp sharply, a flash of light exploding in her darkened vision.
Diana stammered out, “Prince… Aizen won’t… fall for it…”
“That’s why you need to deceive him even more convincingly. The point of being a spy is to fool those who are the hardest to deceive. Now, move.”
His tone at the end was commanding. From today’s experience, Diana knew it was easier for her to move than for him to take the lead. Bracing herself with her hands on his chest, she tried to put strength into her lower body.
But no matter how many times she had endured the sensation of being stretched open, it never became familiar. The sheer size, thickness, and even length overwhelmed her every time. Thinking she couldn’t manage, she straightened her knees, but Felix yanked her thighs and pulled her back down onto him. His hardness buried itself to the base in a single motion.
“Ahhh!”
“Empty words of loyalty are useless, Diana.”
Their joined bodies left no space between them. Diana, pierced through, shivered and pressed her forehead against his shoulder. When he filled her completely, she felt an aching pain paired with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
To feel satisfied with something so monstrous… She must have been bewitched. Otherwise…
“Ah… Ahhh…!”
Felix thrust upward. Diana’s body bounced with his movements, each thrust driving deeper, reaching places that should have been out of reach. Her lips parted, and moans spilled out uncontrollably. This was no longer something she could suppress.
“Master… s-slowly… ahhh!”
The only thing Diana could cling to was this man who mercilessly tormented her lower half. She barely managed to recall Felix’s words that empty loyalty was of no use to him. In the end, it seemed Felix had resolved to use her as his spy—or rather, as a double agent.
“Then, what should I… extract from the prince?”
Diana’s voice trembled, cutting off intermittently. Every nerve in her body screamed in protest, unable to endure any longer. The pleasure pooling in shameful places she couldn’t bring herself to name—her armpits, nipples, navel, clitoris, the deep groove between her buttocks—was on the verge of bursting.
“Find out the day he plans to come and kill me.”
“Pardon?”
Diana’s eyes widened in shock. She braced herself against the hot chest she was leaning on and sank slightly forward. The day the prince would come to kill him… to kill him.
“So, you’ll blind his eyes and deafen his ears until the day I sever his throat.”
The cruel voice of Prince Aizen echoed in her ears, reminding her of the day they had signed the employment contract. His cold words lingered alongside the confidential discussions that followed—plans to begin full-scale action at the emperor’s birthday banquet. It seemed the power struggle between the crown prince and the prince was about to escalate.
“Conceal any information disadvantageous to me and bring back only what benefits me, no matter how trivial.”
“What if… What if I can’t return after going to the prince?”
“Even if you survive by some stroke of luck, I’ll personally slit your throat.”
Aizen’s threat thundered in her mind, as vivid as the day he had warned her. His voice, cautioning her not to think he lacked informants in the palace, reverberated again. His tone, questioning whether she had sided with Felix, brimmed with suspicion.
It had already been over ten days since Diana had been staying at the hunting lodge. The palace servants surely already knew what kind of relationship she had with the crown prince.
“Will you… save me?”
That depended on you. Responses like that failed to provide Diana with any sense of relief. Felix, having paused his thrusts, stared intently at her anxious face.
“Didn’t I tell you? I won’t let anyone recklessly lay hands on what’s mine.”
“You… promised me.”
Diana swallowed her tears along with her sobs. His manhood was still buried deep within her, pulsating slightly. Instinctively, Diana tightened herself around him. Felix’s languid breath brushed against her cheek.
“A maid daring to demand a promise from the crown prince.”
“Master….”
“There’s no need to overthink it, Diana. Even if you fail to bring back any useful information, I won’t hold it against you.”
If she managed to uncover any of Aizen’s weaknesses, it would be an unexpected gain. But even if she didn’t, the fearful expression on her face alone made this endeavor worthwhile.
The more her fear accumulated, the clearer Diana would realize who was the only one capable of protecting her. She would come to understand where she must ultimately return, who she must blindly kiss, and whose arms she should surrender herself to completely.
Memorizing something with the mind and ingraining it with the body were entirely different matters. Felix’s lips curved into an enchanting smile.
“Work for me, Diana. Then whatever Aizen promised you, I’ll give to you instead.”
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