Please Let Go Of Me Now - Chapter 1
Chapter 1
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“Keep in mind. You must never make a sound.”
The hands that applied scented oil and sprinkled petals were as fierce as the wind.
Before she had time to remove the petals from her false eyelashes, Lily was pushed into the room.
“Um, hey….”
She finally turned around, but the door behind her had already closed without a single ounce of coldness to spare.
Her mouth was bitter.
She knew there was no turning back, but her foolish eyes were still clinging to the handle of the door.
‘It’s okay. Father said it’ll be only one time.’
Lily repeated the words hundreds of times like incantation.
Comforted by the inadequacy of the words, Lily took her place on the prepared platform in the middle of the room.
Her bare feet touched the metallic coldness that was completely different from the red carpet she had just walked on.
Her white flesh reflected on the silver floor looked like raw meat on a silver tray.
Lily wiggled her toes in delayed shame.
Before she knew it, her face was red, her body was red, and she was so ashamed of her naked body that she tried to gently cover her lady part.
She squeezed her thighs together and twisted her knees.
“Move it.”
A cool voice rang from behind her. Startled, Lily moved her hands and covered her bottoms.
‘I should have stayed still. I should have done what my father told me to do……….’
Lily looked down at the platform, summoning up as much courage as big as her pinky toe to disguise her embarrassment.
In front of her was a long, narrow carpet with a high-backed golden chair positioned at the end of it. The man sitting in the chair had skin whiter than marble. He had blond hair that shone brighter than the sun and possessed eyes bluer than the sky.
Lily stared at him because his appearance was unfamiliar to her for the first time, but the moment their eyes met, she quickly averted her gaze. Her face began to warm up and her head immediately tingled.
The twins, who she didn’t even notice, were the next thing she saw.
They must have been about 15 or 16. The young girls were laying on their stomachs on both sides of the chair, yawning incessantly.
The emperor raised his hand, and the twins rose from their seats, shaking their bottoms.
They stretched out like afternoon hounds and shook their heads.
They tucked their tongues as if it was time to work, and ran up to the top of the platform at once.
They climbed up and sniffed as if they were dogs, one put her nose on Lily’s back and another one on Lily’s side.
Lily’s complexion turned pale at the bizarre behavior.
Had she ever shown her naked body to anyone before?
No, she hadn’t.
Had she ever let anyone smell her ? No, she hadn’t.
Whenever the twins twitched their noses, Lily’s heart beat violently along with them, but she couldn’t stop them from doing so.
The head maid told her that if she wanted to go home alive, she should never make a sound.
Her father said the same thing.
“Lily, don’t open your mouth. Just do as you’re told and stay still. Do you understand?”
It was then that Lily ruminated on her father’s request and clenched her mouth shut.
With a thud, one of the twins plunged into Lily. She looked like she was not interested. The emperor’s voice that followed was even more harsh.
“Come down.”
The twins pulled back like well-trained hounds while Lily blinked, unsure of who he meant.
Returning to their original seats, they curled up and giggled amongst themselves. The role they had was over, and now it was the emperor’s turn.
“I was wondering how incredible the item was hidden…”
The emperor spun the wine glass he was drinking around.
There was a lot of ease in the hand gesture. He was full of dignity as he was relaxed.
But what about the way he stared down at his opponent?
It was too clichéd to be called beautiful, and too excessive to be called greedy, so arrogance would be more appropriate.
“It’s nothing, really.”
The giggling and snickering was laughable.
“Things.”
“Something special.”
Lily could only blink her eyes in dismay at the voice she had never heard before in her life.
It wasn’t much, but it had its uses. The emperor loosened his gown.
He threw it roughly into a chair, took a sip of his wine, and signaled to Lily with his eyes.
“….”
There was no response.
He even gestured at her with his chin but Lily just looked pale and seemed to show no signs of moving at all.
“What are you doing? Go.”
When the emperor shouted, Lily ran towards the exit.
“Where are you going? Do you want to do it outside?”
“….”
Lily stopped in front of the door of the room. She turned and looked at the emperor curiously.
“Go to the bed over there.”
The emperor gestured to the bed and only then did Lily move.
The man clicked his tongue at the way she walked away, almost crying herself to death.
“There’s absolutely nothing…”
Unlike her appearance, she seemed to be lacking a little something.
There was a lot of reluctance, but he decided to let it pass. It was only one sleep anyway.
They would not meet or run into each other again, so they just had to be true to each other’s carnal desires.
“Come here.”
He had told her to come, but now it was he who approached her.
The emperor patted Lily’s cheek a couple of times as if he was stroking the nose cup of a cherished mare, as she sat languidly, he then placed his hand on top of her small head.
He gently pressed his thick manhood against her soft petals. The moist flesh revealed its pink.
Surprised by the unexpected invasion, Lily opened her eyes wide.
The man held his breath for a moment, because it was funny to see her big eyes glancing up at him.
He rubbed her lower lip with the tip of his thumb and spread her lips. The breath leaking out of the widened gap was warm with the right amount of warmth and moisture.
The half-closed man’s eyes rippled and he groaned.
It was followed by a thirst. He flexed his hand, opened her lower jaw, and took a step closer. He moved closer and pulled Lily closer.
As soon as the hot and cold touch was raw, Lily jerked her head back and shook her head. She rubbed her right cheek, frowning as if she had been burned.
The eyebrows of the man watching creased.
“You don’t like it?”
“…..”
It was Lily who wanted to ask back.
‘Where can I sleep if I don’t like it? I just do what I’m told.’
“Don’t you like it?”
The man’s voice had a sense of displeasure in it as he asked again. Lily did not answer easily. Her father’s and the head maid’s words had been chewed on like a gag.
The emperor’s mouth began to twist strangely as he watched her lips close.
“You don’t even want to talk to me…?”
He refused to let his patience be tested. He hadn’t wanted to wait for her from the beginning, so there was no hesitation.
He put all his strength into his fingers that rested on her jaws and held it in place.
“You have to answer.”
“Aah!”
The moment Lily’s lips, which had been stubbornly closed, were thrust open with a wicked sound, his hard manhood immediately poked its way into her mouth.
Squish.
The feeling of a foreign object gnawing at her throat made her nauseous. She felt like she was going to cry. She bit her back teeth trying to hold down the disgusting nausea. She just bit it.
“Where, dare I say, teeth.”
The man’s face, which had been as white as marble, turned bright red at the moment the second nausea rose. Lily turned her head and covered her mouth in panic.
Even in this way, she had to endure the nausea.
“Are you covering your mouth now?”
It was a strange voice, not sure if it was good or bad.
His narrowed eyes narrowed a bit, and the emperor took a sitting position facing her with his crotch open.
He closed his eyes and rubbed slowly at the hair that hung over Lily’s shoulders.
“Is this your first time?”
It was a question as twisted as his whirlwind tone.
‘If there is a second time, do I have to touch it, smell it, and get poke in the throat again?’
Lily couldn’t ask back, but rolled her eyes here and there, and the emperor briefly breathed out how he understood it.
He seemed to be bothered and annoyed.
“What are you staring at so much?”
He stood up abruptly and went to the console. He took an empty glass and poured a generous amount of wine into it.
Looking at the woman looking down in a grim way, he was convinced.
This was why Baron Paulman hid his only daughter for more than two decades.
A dumb little girl like that was a disgrace to the family, and it would be better to pretend she wasn’t there.
“…”
“…”
“Why, do you want to drink?”
He only asked out of curiosity since she kept glancing at him.
Lilly nodded.
“Come and take it.”
The emperor put out the glass he was drinking as a test.
He thought she would endure without coming, but for some reason, she approached him with a scowl on her face.
She gently accepted the glass with a red face.
Lily held the glass with both hands and looked inside.
The aroma that tickled her nose was sweet. The dark, overflowing color was also very beautiful.
She had read about it in a book, but to see it in person was truly magical.
It was fragrant and beautiful.
For that simple reason alone, Lily drank all the wine the emperor gave her.
The wine, which had been repeatedly filled as soon as the glass was emptied, scratched the stomach wall and Lily got drunk heavily.
Her focus was lifted before her stomach had a chance to hurt.
The man’s body, dwelling blurrily in her retinas, was beautiful. Without a single thread of clothing, it was as lean and firm as a well-carved work of art.
Strange and beautiful.
Like a glass of wine.
He smelled good. Up close, the scent would be very strong. The feel of his skin against her fingertips would be soft.
The emperor moved closer and stared down at Lily. She, who now seemed to melt at any moment, was laid on the bed, and he went to the sink.
He put a handful of rose petals from the basket, dropped them on the bowl, and carefully cleaned his hands with the flower water.
It was about that time that she could even hear the beautiful sound of the water dancing around the petals as they fluttered.
“Ha.”
She could hear the air escaping from her quietly closed throat.
“Ha.”
Her shoulders shook and her left eye twitched.
“You’re doing all sorts of things.”
The emperor, who had been exploring Lily in the mirror across the way, threw her a word. Then he waved his hand indifferently.
The unwiped hands were filled with the scent of roses like dew.He raised his wet hand and brushed a few strands of frayed hair off his forehead.
“It’s beautiful.”
Lily chuckled.
“It smells like roses…Because it’s beautiful.”
As a subject devoted to tribute, she uttered nonsense over and over again.
“It’s because it’s mysterious. Can I touch it?”
Was he drunk, was he in the mood, or was he drunk by her.
The emperor didn’t mind the slightly slurred tone.
He approached the bed and bent over, and Lily reached out as if she had been waiting.
She touched the tip of his high nose, stroked his jawline, and explored his firm, open chest as she teased his dimpled collarbone.
“It’s strange. It really is strange.”
He also kissed Lily’s forehead on impulse because she was drunk and giggling.
The emperor burst into laughter as he was not too hard on himself to make excuses.
Seeing his laughter, Lily imitated him and laughed. The heat that touched her forehead and escaped seemed to be very good.
“What are you laughing about?”
He climbed on the bed, wiping and licking the wine from her mouth.
On the tip of his tongue was the aroma of wine that had not yet gone. Swallowing her reverberation, Lily slowly opened her mouth.
