The Way To Protect The Female Lead’S Older Brother [EN]: Chapter 96

Protecting the Heroine’s Older Brother – Chapter 96

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Even more surprisingly, a moment later, Roxana’s mother, Sierra, entered the room.

“So, you’re really awake.”

She saw Deon open his eyes and her expression flickered briefly.

But she quickly masked it and spoke to him.

Sierra’s maid, Bess, quietly retreated to the back, while Emily stood rigidly next to Sierra.

The visible aura was calm and silent, but Emily’s determination to stop Deon immediately if he did anything dangerous was palpable.

As if to emphasize this, Emily positioned herself at an angle between Sierra and Deon.

Her eyes, fixed on Deon, were like those of someone watching a cornered animal.

“The doctor said the stab wound was deep and dangerous. I heard you almost died because we were only a little late.”

Sierra’s tone was monotonous and bleak, devoid of warmth.

Her gaze as she looked down at Deon mirrored her tone.

“He said you need plenty of rest, so stay lying down.”

It was a strange situation.

Deon tried to break free from the restraints binding his limbs, but his body wouldn’t respond as he wished.

Every time Deon moved even slightly, Emily’s gaze followed his movements.

“Where is this?”

A terribly cracked, rough voice rasped from his throat.

“What happened to Lant Agriche?”

Silence descended upon the room at Deon’s question.

The maid standing at the very back was hidden by Sierra’s form, obscuring her face. Emily remained impassive.

And Sierra’s expression was unreadable.

She quietly observed Deon with eyes that seemed to hold both sorrow and indifference.

“……It seems like you should sleep more.”

Finally, Sierra spoke softly before taking a step.

Bess, responding to her gaze, moved forward.

Deon watched Sierra’s profile and slowly spoke again.

“Why did you bring me here?”

A rough gaze was fixed on Deon’s face.

Bess placed a lit candle on the table.

In the end, Sierra left the room without answering Deon.

A powerful sleeping draught scent mixed with the inhaled air, washing over him like a tide.

Overcome by an irresistible, intense drowsiness, Deon’s eyelids drooped.

……Right. This sleeping scent, and the shackles binding his body.

Maybe she brought him here for revenge.

Gradually, his vision blurred.

Deon didn’t resist the gentle pull that dragged his body into a deep sleep and closed his eyes.

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“Found it.”

Nix, Noel’s doll, closed his eyes as if savoring the sweet scent that permeated his senses.

A satisfied smile finally graced his lips.

Golden hair, like molten sunlight, fluttered gently in the wind.

He was standing at the top of a towering tree in the forest, its peak seemingly piercing the sky.

It was a height that ordinary humans couldn’t even imagine reaching, but Nix easily climbed up and stood on a slender branch.

Then, Nix opened his eyes.

His eyes were of different colors.

When he focused his senses through his amethyst-like eye, the interior of Fedelian, far away, faintly came into view.

The place where ‘she’ was located was a garden filled with lush greenery.

Her face was partially obscured by the red afterimage of a butterfly and light green leaves, making it difficult to see clearly.

But it was definitely Roxana Agriche, the one Noel desired.

Nix had left Vertium at Noel’s request to find her.

Afterward, he first visited Agriche and followed the scattered traces of Roxana.

But the trail led to Fedelian.

This was quite unexpected.

Wasn’t it clear that the two families were enemies?

Besides, isn’t Roxana Agriche the master of the Poison Butterflies [a group known for using poison]?

A mischievous, somewhat wicked, and strangely evil smile spread across Nix’s face, like a child about to play a prank.

How interesting. I should go tell Noel.

He severed the connection with his crimson eye and lightly jumped off the tree.

Nix, landing gracefully on the ground, headed straight for Vertium.

The upcoming festival was something to look forward to.

10. Dolls and the Masquerade Night

Before he knew it, the room was enveloped in deep darkness.

“Haa…… Ungh.”

A wet sound echoed from their touching lips.

As he caressed her soft membranes and his tongue danced against hers, a heated moan escaped her lips like sweet nectar.

Roxana’s hands tangled in Cassis’s silver hair.

The two were still intertwined on the bed.

From the afternoon until this late evening hour, they had been consumed by a relentless storm of pleasure.

She had lost track of how many hours had passed, or how many times she had surrendered to Cassis.

The sun, which had been high in the sky when she last noticed, was now hidden from view.

During their lovemaking, it had been bright daylight outside, but neither of them had paid attention.

The moment Roxana’s arm, which had been around Cassis’s back, slipped down, the movement ceased.

Now, both of them were completely naked.

When Cassis used his arm to lift his upper body slightly, his well-defined muscular torso came into view.

On Cassis’s neck, there were still marks where Roxana had bitten him in her passion.

Cassis had been even rougher with Roxana, so her body was likely in worse condition than his.

“……Are you tired?”

A low, subdued voice that sent shivers down her spine reached her ear.

His eyes, looking down at her, still burned with unspent desire.

Cassis gently sucked and released Roxana’s lower lip, which was slightly parted.

Then, he stroked her disheveled hair and lowered his head to lick her earlobe.

Meanwhile, pure energy flowed between their touching bodies.

The series of actions was affectionate and gentle, but she shouldn’t be deceived by it.

As if to prove it, Cassis repositioned Roxana’s legs, spreading them wider, and then sucked on her neck deeply this time.

“You’re going to do whatever you want anyway……, why do you ask…… Ugh.”

A powerful wave of sensation washed over her again.

Really, it’s like giving medicine after making someone sick.

What’s the point of restoring her energy? He takes it away twice as much again.

As she thought this, a soft laugh escaped her lips.

“That’s true.”

After that, their bodies merged even more deeply than before, and Roxana let out a suppressed breath.

Really, he asks as if he’s going to stop right away if she says she’s tired.

But that was a lie. He had already ignored her protests several times.

Even so, he was incredibly skilled at finding and stimulating the places where she was most sensitive.

Even now, as soon as Cassis touched her body with his hands and lips, a moan that was far from a sign of refusal escaped her mouth without fail.

Roxana felt a surge of resentment towards Cassis and retaliated.

“Ugh…….”

Then, Cassis’s eyes narrowed darkly for a moment. The rough, suppressed sound that escaped him resonated in her ears.

The Cassis who was usually so composed and refined that he seemed almost divine was nowhere to be found at this moment.

Only a man consumed by lust looked down at her with burning eyes and showered her with rough kisses as if he would devour her.

Eventually, she was able to break free from Cassis only after reaching the peak of pleasure once again.

Roxana was completely exhausted and could barely move a finger.

She looked out the window with blurred vision.

The outside, visible through the curtains, was so dark that she couldn’t see anything.

She wanted to sleep for a while without thinking about anything.

But Cassis didn’t seem to have any intention of letting her sleep, and this time he grabbed her slender ankle and nibbled on her soft flesh.

It was the very spot that he had impulsively touched when he helped Roxana put on her shoes last time.