Chapter 1: Part 6

It was nearing noon and yet Lukana was still locked up within the workshop.

At the moment, Sateriasis was reading a book on his favorite chair.

Several books were stacked on the table, every one of the books coming from the mansions library.

In it were the diaries written by his family. His fathers, his mothers, and diaries from his servants all of them describing their daily lives and work. Yet only his Sateriasis Venomanias diary, couldnt be found, even after searching his own room.

It seems like he was a person without the habit of writing a diary.

The him that even forgot about such things irritated him to no end.

(Lukanaseems to be working into the night again I hope she doesnt overwork herself)

Sateriasis, a little concerned about Lukanas state, closed his book and proceeded towards Lukanas workshop.

It has already been two weeks since the time she accepted Sateriasiss request to make clothing.

Regardless of what the tailor needed, clothe or tools, Sateriasis was able to provide them at the highest quality. When Lukana saw those high quality fabrics, she panicked a little butcouldnt keep the shine out of her eyes.

She would definitely design beautiful clothes. Sateriasis was very sure about that. Not only because she was a tailor, but spending these two weeks with Lukana has confirmed that, she was indeed a talented person.

What made it even more incredible was that besides the tailoring, Lukana also took all the housework into her hands. Because of that, Sateriasis quality of life increased drastically.

He could not keep relying on Lukanas good intentions. Sateriasis understood that it was about time to hire some servants, yet he also wanted her to stay here forever.

He walked to the workshop but there wasnt a single sound coming out from it.

Opening the door to walk in, Sateriasis found the form of a soundly sleeping Lukana who had fell asleep on the table.

In these few days, not only did Lukana have to work on the clothing, she also took on the responsibility of the housework, its only normal for her to feel tired so falling asleep while working isnt such a big deal.

He couldnt bear to wake Lukana up, so he went to get a blanket from the bedroom and lightly placed it over her shoulders. He sat on a chair nearby, unknowingly staring at her sleeping form.

Looking at Lukanas sleeping face, two kinds of thought surfaced within Sateriasiss heart.

The first is gratitude. And the other one was

Lust.

He didnt want to let Lukana go. But when the clothing is complete, it was very likely that she would return to Mystica.

(If only I could turn her into mine before she goes back)

Lukana possessed a beauty that could even touch Sateriasiss heart. An elegant beauty that didnt seem to have grown up in a village.

He wanted to use strength that might be enough to break Lukanas waist to hug her, tightly holding her slim and buxom body.

An innocent sleeping face. Soft lips. He wanted to dirty her, to stain her in his colors.

Gulp Sateriasis swallowed a mouth of saliva.

(What kind of silly thoughts am I having?)

Sateriasis regained his senses, pushing his twisted thoughts into the corner of his mind, trying to suppress his desires.

He knew. Precisely because of things that might happen because of his reckless self, he had always refused to let anyone near the mansion, til now.

He had already sensed the presence of a strange feeling within his heart.

(But in the end, I still personally invited her into the mansion)

That day, when he said that he went onto the streets because he was looking for women was actually the truth.

However, whether he was searching for a specific woman .

(That was a lie. As long as its a woman, it doesnt matter who. Im only looking for a random partner.)

Even so, he tried to suppress the thoughts that came next.

Such a feeling was lunatic, overwhelming lust, and it didnt even fade away after a long time, instead growing stronger by the day. Sateriasis could no longer go against his instincts.

( When the clothes are done, it would be better if we dont meet again)

It was a fact that Sateriasis felt attracted to Lukana. However, was it simply pure love? Or something stemming from his lust ?

The current Sateriasis couldnt make a sound judgment.

Uhn, Uhn

Lukana whimpered slightly. Hearing it, Sateriasis thought that Lukana would wake up soon, but she didnt.

Her sleeping face scrunched together, as if she was haunted.

Maybe Lukana was having a nightmare, or she was not feeling wellNo matter what, it would be best to wake her up. Just as Sateriasis was standing up to go wake her up, Lukana woke up abruptly.

Haaaa. haa.

Lukana?

Wide-eyed, Lukanas breaths were rough and her face was extremely pale.

Hey, Lukana. Are you okay

No!!

Just when Sateriasis was about to ask, Lukana turned towards him suddenly. Letting out a high-pitched scream, she struggled desperately to scramble back.

Dont, dont come near me

She might have realized the lust present within his heart. Thinking about that, Sateriasis could only stay rooted at where he was at.

Lukana fell motionlessly onto the floor.

But this only went on for a moment. Regaining her composure, Lukana widened her eyes, adjusting her breaths, and stood up.

S-sorry. I didnt mean that.

No, its okayWhats wrong, Lukana? Did I do anything wrong-

No, no! Its not like that. I just had a nightmare

Nightmare?

Thats right, nightmare a nightmareI apologize, I will leave for today.

After Lukana said that, she suddenly started packing her things.

Youre not staying here tonight?

Yes, the sewing has been finished, I will be returning to my uncles house today.

Is it? Please be careful on your way home.

Why did she intentionally want to return to the city? Sateriasis couldnt even ask for a reason.

Bidding her goodbye, he stared at Lukanas silhouette as she left the mansion. He couldnt stop himself from thinking uneasily that Lukana might just never ever come back again. A part of him that felt it was better this way, and a part of him that did not want to be separated from Lukana were in a mess within his mind, causing him to be on the verge of losing control.

The Lukana that was already far in front of him turned around unexpectedly, raising her voice,

The clothes will be done in five days! Before then, I will continue to work hard! Please look forward to the finished clothes, Lord Venomania.

The reason why Sateriasiss mood turned for the better was because he saw her smile, and also because she no longer called him Lord Duke, using a more affectionate term of Lord Venomania instead.

(Not Lord Sateriasis but Lord Venomania, huh? Thats just like Lukana)