Reborn As The Minor Villain In A Romance Fantasy Novel - Chapter 173

Chapter 173: Caught?
[Pre-Author’s Note: I’m owing you guys three chapters and I’ll write them to be posted by tomorrow… Just really tired]

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“Feverish? Me?” Alexia asked, calming her voice completely now that the invisible finger had finally come to a stop inside her. “I feel just right, Lady Luna… now let’s continue the tour of this whole place. We still have quite some time left before they arrive.”

“They?” Luna tilted her head, ears twitching with curiosity.

“Ah, the Council has already gotten Blood Reaper’s permission,” Alexia explained, adjusting her glasses. “They’re currently packing everything from that side and moving here today.”

She glanced at Lucius, who just nodded like it was the most normal thing in the world. “For now, let’s continue the tour before they get here. You can tour them through the place again later…”

She led them through an arched doorway into the kitchen wing.

The moment they stepped inside, the scent of spices and sizzling oil wrapped around them like a warm blanket.

Five maids in crisp black-and-white uniforms bustled between counters and there were copper pots bubbling merrily on induction stoves that glowed soft blue with mana crystals.

For some reason, the interior design of the large kitchen looked more expensive than the living room and Lucius was once again hit by the scent of wealth.

The head maid spotted them first.

She wiped her hands on a towel and approached with a graceful bow.

“Masters, welcome… would you like to have a taste?” Her smile was bright, and coupled with her beautiful face made her quite the woman. “I’m the assigned head maid of this estate. My name is Delilah, but please call me Deli. I look forward to serving you all. We’ve been informed of the others that are coming today so we’ve fixed quite a meal down.”

Her gaze stayed on Lucius a little longer than necessary and then her lashes fluttered. “Master, we’re preparing a housewarming dish from my home continent. Would you like to try?”

Alexia opened her mouth to object. “Uh, ah—”

The space finger inside her suddenly jerked to life, pushing hard enough to make her legs shake.

Alexia’s words choked off into a tiny yelp.

Every head in the kitchen swiveled toward her.

“Is there anything wrong, Master?” Deli asked with concern on her face, she wondered what had made Alexia shout like that… Did she think the food was that bad?

“N-no,” Alexia managed, standing ramrod straight even as her thighs trembled. “Feel free to give it to him.”

Deli beamed and hurried back to the stove where the other maids were.

She returned with a small white plate with steam coming from six perfectly round dumplings.

They were the color of rich mahogany and each dumpling was stamped with a delicate spiral pattern on top made of sauce.

Tiny flecks of green herbs and red chili oil dotted the surface, and the skin looked thin enough to tear with a small bite. And the scent… It was heavenly.

“I present Monster dumplings,” Deli announced proudly. “My grandmother’s recipe, made with minced Elderboar and Aquacrab meat, seasoned with ghost pepper and thyme. Please have a taste and let me know if you like it.”

Lucius raised an eyebrow.

“They have quite a peculiar smell.” He glanced at the plate and noticed there was no utensil. “Am I supposed to eat them barehanded?”

“That’s the tradition,” Deli said with a soft laugh.

Lucius shrugged and picked one up.

It was hot, but nothing compared to the countless waves of heat he had endured since reincarnation… so it felt warm.

He bit in.

The skin burst between his teeth, flooding his mouth with juicy broth.

The filling was tender yet chewy… smoky boar laced with the sweet brine of crab, punched up by a slow-building heat that bloomed across his tongue and warmed his chest.

A numbing tingle from the ghost pepper followed and he felt at ease.

“Wow,” he said, popping the rest into his mouth. “It tastes amazing. You outdid yourself, Deli.”

Deli’s cheeks went pink. “Thank you, Master. I hope everyone comes to eat soon.”

“We will,” Lucius promised, wiping his fingers on a napkin one of the other maids instantly offered.

He turned to Luna. “Want one?”

Luna leaned forward eagerly and snatched one… wincing at the heat but blowing on it before taking a careful bite.

Her eyes widened. “Mmm! It’s like spicy soup exploded in my mouth!”

Alexia, meanwhile, took a deep, shaky breath.

“I’ll… pass for now.” She shot Lucius a desperate, pleading glare.

He ignored it completely.

In fact, the invisible finger sped up… they were two now, scissoring gently inside her.

Alexia’s knees nearly buckled. A bead of slick rolled down her inner thigh, barely hidden beneath the hem of her skirt.

“Let’s go,” Lucius said cheerfully, already heading for the door.

Luna bounced after him. Alexia followed on wobbly legs, praying the marble floor wouldn’t show the trail she was leaving.

They paused at the grand staircase.

Lucius glanced back. “Where next? Lead the way.”

“Up the stairs,” Alexia croaked. Only then did it hit her… if they climbed, everyone would see the wet streaks on her thighs.

But the nearest restroom was on the second floor opposite the stairs. ‘If I can just make it there… I can finish without anyone noticing.’

She swallowed hard and forced a smile.

“Please follow me,” she managed while trying to stop the fact that her voice was trembling. “Let me show you the bedrooms upstairs.”

…It was honestly going to be the most embarrassing minute of her life, but Alexia didn’t care.

She’d rather sprint butt-naked through the courtyard than climax right there with Luna watching. Maybe if only Lucius was watching her… she would consider it but then, he was the reason she was even in this situation in the first place.

She took the first step.

The invisible fingers slowed and completely stopped.

A wave of relief washed over her. Maybe Lucius had finally decided to spare her.

“So let me talk about the bedrooms…” she began as she climbed past the fifth stair. “Like I said, each one is completely soundproof, but every room has been designed according to your personal preferences…”

“Personal preferences?” Luna repeated as her ears perked. “How did you guys even get that information?”

“Lady Blood Reaper was very helpful in this regard,” Alexia answered quickly, grateful for something to focus on. “Each suite is tailored for maximum comfort. Your bedroom even has its own toolbox with a set of advanced instrumen—”

The fingers thrusted deep without warning.

Alexia choked and it felt like her knees would buckle at any moment.

A hot gush of liquid rolled down her inner thighs, tick-tocking onto the marble steps in tiny, glistening drops.

She was going to cum.

Right here…

Right now.

“Advanced instruments… that’s nice,” Luna said absently, then froze.

Her sharp eyes caught the wet trail snaking down Alexia’s legs.

A droplet splashed onto the stair. Luna’s mind blanked. ‘Is she… pissing herself?’

They reached the landing.

Salvation gleamed ahead: a polished oak door with a discreet silver plaque…

[Restroom]

“Excuse me for a bit… I need to use this place urgently,” Alexia rasped, lunging for the handle.

The door swung open on silent hinges. “You’re free to check out the rooms…”

She leaned forward to slip inside and the motion flipped the back of her short skirt up like a theater curtain.

Luna’s eyes widened.

Alexia’s bare pussy flashed into view… it was swollen, throbbing and dripping shamelessly.

A thin string of cum stretched from her folds to her thigh before snapping.

‘She has a toy in there…?’ Luna thought while her cheeks flamed.

Women needed release, sure, but at work? While giving a tour? That was next-level unprofessional.

Alexia darted inside and slammed the door.

The lock clicked and she was thankful that the room was gloriously soundproof.

She barely made it two steps before her legs gave out.

Her back was against the cool marble wall and she finally let out a broken, desperate moan as the invisible fingers began vibrating like a jackhammer.

“Lu~ Lu~ Lucius~!”

Her hips jerked on their own, riding the air.

The vibrations climbed higher and they were completely merciless.

Another finger joined… then a fourth stretching her out completely.

Her palm slapped over her mouth to muffle the scream as she came hard, juices squirting in messy arcs across the pristine floor.

Her whole body shook as all she could moan out was Lucius’s name.

Outside, Luna stared at the closed door with her ears burning.

“Is she really your personal secretary?” she asked.

“She is… why do you ask?” Lucius replied, strolling down the hallway like nothing happened.

They stopped at the first private suite.

He turned the crystal knob and pushed the door open.

“…No reason,” Luna muttered, then narrowed her eyes. “Were you looking at her?”

“No, I didn’t,” Lucius said, licking a stray bit of dumpling spice from his thumb. “I was thinking about those dumplings.”

They peered inside… and immediately knew whose room it was.

Emilia’s name might as well have been written in neon.

A massive four-poster bed dominated the space, draped in blood-red silk.

One wall was lined with floor-to-ceiling mirrors. A polished mahogany dresser stood proudly against another, its surface displaying an arsenal that made Lucius’s brows shoot up: glass dildos in graduated sizes though they weren’t as big as him, there was also a sleek black vibrator with more settings than a spaceship console… a blindfold too?

And what looked suspiciously like… a full BDSM starter kit still in elegant wrapping.

He shut the door so fast the hinges squeaked.

“What the hell?” Luna squeaked out.

“The real question,” he said under his breath, “is why Vanessa would even allow it…”