“Should I just devour you right now?”
Ariana is the neglected young miss of the Cawell barony.
Having lived timidly, pushed aside from her father’s attention, her insistence on receiving a gift intended for her stepmother was purely emotional.
“Please give that to me. In exchange, I’ll give you the emerald earrings that mother wanted.”
The ball of fur she received in exchange for giving away her mother’s keepsake to her stepmother was small and insignificant.
Furthermore, this creature, captured shortly after birth, was more pitiful than dangerous.
“From now on, your name is Remus. I’m counting on you, Remus.”
Thus, Ariana, who had no one to rely on, gave it a name, and the two loners began to live depending on each other……
⁕⁕⁕
The man’s purple eyes curved into circles as he stepped closer.
“Try it, I’m ordering you. Sit, wait. Eat. We’ve done this many times, haven’t we?”
Try it.
The devil’s whisper continued, both coaxing and threatening.
“Look here.”
Her hand, captured by the man, was helplessly drawn to his chest. Thump, thump. The man’s rapid pulse felt so strong it seemed tangible.
“If you’ve tamed something.”
The man’s languid laughter reached her ears.
“If you’ve tamed it, you must take responsibility, right? Master.”
