Chapter 73 (2/2)

“Come over here.”

Aidan quirked his finger and Vivian stopped smoothing her clothes and approached him obediently. When she had come closer, he gently gripped her chin and inserted a finger into her mouth.

Vivian looked up at him with a slightly confused expression and wide eyes, and he moved his finger this way and that as though he was measuring something. Soon, Aidan pulled out his finger and said.

“It’s rather small.”

“Is it bad if it’s small?”

Vivian struck with the sudden realization that the size of her mouth was small, and gripped her cheeks. She was reminded of how her cheeks were puffed up like a chipmunk whenever she ate because the food would always get pushed to the side. Suddenly, she felt sorrowful. For her to be unable to perform fellatio because her mouth was small – she had always wanted to do it at least once when she’d found a lover!

“Then please bear with accordingly.”

However, instead of making a discontented expression, Aidan lifted Vivian and rose from his seat as if nothing had happened.

Having been lifted so suddenly, she reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck and found her center of balance. She was a little surprised that her view had risen, but she didn’t even have the strength to flail, so she couldn’t help but obediently do as he wanted.

She  how the study, which was now filled with the scent of sex, should be cleaned, when he called for a servant without even a moment of hesitation.

It made sense. There was no way the Grand Duke, who was of royal blood, would move personally to clean it. But for Vivian whose appearance only was that of an aristocrat was unable to lift her head in embarrassment. Only now did she understand why Kardel blushed excessively at the calm and collected Vivian.

But this was yet another reference for her novel!

She extended an arm towards her notebook and pen that was placed nearby, but her attempt ended up being unsuccessful. It was because Aidan had already started to walk away at a fast pace with those long legs of his.

Vivian looked at the notebook that was growing further and further away with a reminiscent gaze. She only hoped that she would remember all these sensations till she got the chance to write them into her notebook.

The very professional servants started to tidy the study and lead them to the bathroom without a single change in their expression.