Marianne Leblanc, the epitome of a gentle and elegant lady.
Writing romance novels under the pen name “Os Manthus,” she is deeply shocked by a piercing critique:
“Isn’t this author getting a bit stale? The clichés are obvious. There’s no realism.”
She can’t let herself become a failing author.
To write her first “mature romance,” Marianne attends a masked ball, but gets caught up in a love potion incident.
And the person she almost acts out with because of the potion is none other than…
‘Why? Why His Highness? Why did I…?’
Even Crown Prince Lucius is affected by the potion after kissing Marianne.
There are two ways to dispel the potion’s effects:
Wait for the effects to wear off with minor skinship.
Or consummate the relationship and end it all at once!
Thus begins the sweet cohabitation of the Crown Prince and the Count’s daughter…
* * *
Lucius pleaded softly to the person standing silently beyond the door.
“…Marianne. Please.”
Wasn’t she the woman who said she wanted to ‘do it’ with someone she loved?
It was best to avoid creating future regrets. And if he opened that door now, he would surely regret it.
-…Luca.
The voice from beyond the door was faint and small.
Though almost drowned out by the rain outside, the moment he heard it, Lucius bit his lip.
-I’m… also… struggling… right now…
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Her tearful plea shattered his resolve.
Marianne Leblanc stood there, her face flushed, looking up at him.
He couldn’t clearly recall the moment he pulled her arm and pushed her against the wall.
He bit his lip until it bled, the act of tormenting her soft mouth strangely exhilarating.
“Open your mouth wider, Marianne.”
“Ah, mm.”
Marianne didn’t know she could make such sounds.
A thin trail of water slicked down her leg, following the path of his caressing hand.
The moment Lucius knelt and lⁱckㅌd it away, everything crumbled.
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