Chapter 57: Sonia (Keep reading!! Votes!! Give me some motivation!!)

In Victor Castle, in a certain room.

Candlelight blazed, illuminating the whole room.

As the balcony breeze blew, it stirred up wave after wave of white, and the firelight began to sway gracefully, dancing lightly.

A lascivious, muffled groan also faintly came with this breeze.

Through the white gauze curtain, one could vaguely see a tall, shapely woman lying prone on a soft large bed.

Her full, plump buttocks were lifted high, as if waiting for something to arrive.

With a crisp 'crack', the tall woman's figure also trembled delicately.

But strangely, her voice seemed to be blocked by something.

And behind her was a male figure holding a leather whip.

And at his feet was a red candle that had burned halfway down.

Looking ahead, one could see droplets of red spots congealing on the woman's waist and hips.

Accompanying them were streaks of light red swollen marks.

Yet on the woman's usually cold, pretty face at this moment, her complexion was flushed, her eyes hazy, with no trace of pain.

Whenever the crisp sound came, her naturally aloof pretty face would instead show a hint of extreme comfort and pleasure.

This gave an impression of a huge contrast between icy beauty and hazy allure.

Gazing at Amelia's constantly swaying fair skin before him, it seemed like she was pleading, yet also like she was issuing an invitation.

Fulade couldn't help but sigh, people really cannot be judged by appearance.

Who would have thought that Amelia, who usually shows icy beauty, would adapt so well to this manner, quickly blending into the role and enjoying it.

He reached out to untie the red cloth strip in Amelia's mouth, then casually tossed away the object soaked with copious saliva.

Gazing at Amelia, whose eyes were completely filled with desire and hazy, Fulade gently lifted her icy yet hazy face and asked curiously, 'Have you played before?'

'Played before?' Seeing Amelia's blank expression, it was obvious she was slow to react, or perhaps hadn't noticed what Fulade was saying.

When Fulade repeated it, Amelia finally understood, her face flushing red as she hurriedly shook her head, then said somewhat shyly, 'This is my first time.'

Just as they were communicating, a light sound came from the door.

Amelia, like a startled fawn, hastily grabbed the edge of the blanket nearby and covered her shapely figure.

Fulade looked toward the door and saw a slightly petite figure slowly walking this way.

She was a girl no older than twelve or thirteen, with shoulder-length brown hair, wearing a white nightgown, barefoot, walking straight toward the bed.

Looking at the girl's slightly childish face, with a somewhat worn stuffed toy in her arms, Fulade couldn't help but flash a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The girl, peering through a slit in the curtains, furtively observed Fulade for a moment, then suddenly spoke in a clear voice: 'May I ask if you are Prince Fulade?'

'I am. Who are you?' Fulade said.

'I, I, I am Sonia; my, my father sent me to find you.' The girl looked very nervous, so her speech stuttered.

'You're Victor's daughter?!'

Fulade said, slightly surprised, only then recalling that Victor had previously told him his daughter was still young.

Only now did he realize that Sonia at this time had not yet grown up! This was Fulade's oversight.

'Then do you know what your father sent you here to do?'

The girl first shook her head, then nodded, her voice slightly trembling: 'I, I inquired—it's just to lie on the bed and sleep with you, like a husband and wife, right?!' Fulade chuckled a little, rose, lifted the gauze curtain, and approached the girl.

Looking at the girl's somewhat apprehensive blue eyes, the moment Fulade emerged, she immediately squeezed them shut tight, and her face flushed red as well.

'Hey, Sonia, squeeze harder, or this little stuffed toy of yours will break.'

Seeing the girl look as if she were about to die from nervousness, Fulade couldn't help but find it quite amusing.

'Open your eyes and look at me.' Fulade said.

But the girl was too shy to open her eyes, so Fulade said:

'Didn't your father tell you that you must obey my orders?'

Hearing the whisper beside her ear, Sonia finally opened her eyes, but after a hurried glance, she immediately turned away, face flushed and ears red.

He gently lifted the girl's delicate cheek and asked softly, 'How old are you this year?'

Sonia, her gaze wandering, replied, 'I'll be thirteen soon.'

'Do you understand matters between men and women?'

Sonia shook her head somewhat shyly, but then, recalling her father's parting instruction, she gathered courage and said, 'You, you can teach me; I learn things quickly.'

Looking at this young girl with a flushed face, yet eager to prove herself, Fulade couldn't help but ask by her ear, 'That... have you come before?'

Seeing the girl's somewhat dazed expression, Fulade already knew the answer.

Fulade gave Sonia a deep look, then suddenly said, 'Go to the bed; from now on you must study well, understand?'

Watching Sonia clutching her stuffed toy as she walked toward the bed, Fulade couldn't help but shake his head: 'A bit of a misstep.'

Who would have thought that Sonia now is still just a little girl.

But at this moment, Fulade could not possibly send Sonia back again, as it involved both prestige and was part of controlling Victor.

Victor surely also understood the reasoning behind this.

Dealing with such a deep‑scheming, hard‑to‑control old fox, Fulade would not let the other easily guess his true intentions.

A surprised shout came from beside the bed.

Only Sonia, her face flushed red, stared at Amelia with wide eyes, never expecting that there was another woman on the bed at this moment.

'Amelia Auntie, what are you doing here?'

Upon seeing the woman under the covers, Sonia blurted out instantly.

Only when she noticed the embarrassed expression on Amelia's icy beauty did Sonia realize how foolish her question was.

For a moment, the two stared at each other, the atmosphere inexplicably falling into awkwardness.

Since you know each other, it's easy to handle.

Sonia, you must keep your eyes wide open and learn well from your Aunt Amelia.

From now on, this is your job. Fulade's mouth curled as he looked at Sonia, unable to hide a trace of an evil charm in his smile.

When Fulade picked up the black cloth placed beside the bed, covered Amelia's eyes with it, then took up the red candle and the leather whip.

A door to a new world thus opened completely before the inexperienced, innocent-looking Sonia.

The scarlet-faced little loli thus began her learning path.

(End of chapter)