The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 178

Chapter 178: I want to try and see how long you can hold out this time
“Pat pat pat pat!”

The sound of the rain grew louder and louder.

Countless raindrops fell on the eaves, the roof, and the windowpanes.

Inside Angel’s room.

The sheets piled on the bed were quite disheveled, with scattered lingerie and wrinkled bedding, all seeming to speak of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

The pleated skirt had found its way to the floor at some unknown time, like a discarded toy, no longer cared for or needed.

And on this large, pristine bed, the blanket formed a landscape of rolling hills, obscuring the view, but through the gaps, through the subtle undulations, Angel’s exquisite body was revealed.

Angel’s legs were slightly raised in the air.

With Sam’s movements, they swayed up and down as if boneless.

They seemed as though they might fall at any moment.

But they did not fall, for a strong hand was gripping those sensual calves.

The delicate skin in his palm sent a comfortable sensation.

It was a rare delight, a treasure beyond measure.

Sam never doubted that every part of this girl named Angel was perfect.

It’s hard to articulate certain emotions, like drawing nourishment; how does one gain different insights from different people?

Sam pondered this question.

Even as he was making love with Angel, Sam did not cease to think.

A woman like Zoe should embody lush softness.

While a woman like Alice should seek madness and thrill, making one’s desire grow insatiable, with a heart racing ever faster.

As for Angel at this moment, she was a completely different being.

Younger, more delicate, and of course, her figure was not as voluptuous, but she had the grace of a young girl.

Perhaps it was like the difference between a snake fruit and a green apple?

While Sam was lost in these ethereal thoughts, he seemed completely oblivious to the slight delay in his movements.

“Smack!”

Angel slapped Sam’s arm with her hand.

It wasn’t very hard, but the effect was immediate.

Sam instantly turned his attention to the girl on the pillow, whose neckline had been torn open, revealing her pink nipples.

Angel’s face was flushed with a rosy hue.

Yet in her eyes, there was a thick dissatisfaction, and her legs, which dangled in the air, struggled a bit as if resisting something.

Sam unconsciously let go of her legs, looking bewildered at the girl whose face was flushed but seemed somewhat upset.

“What are you doing?!”

Angel’s gaze seemed somewhat displeased, “What are you doing? Thinking about something else when we’re making love, you really think I wouldn’t notice?”

Sam had merely been momentarily distracted, and he hadn’t stopped the act of making love while his mind wandered, not expecting that she would notice such a subtle detail.

“I’ve been working hard, just a bit tired, what’s wrong with resting for a moment?”

“Tired, huh?”

Angel got up, clearly not prepared to end things just yet.

It was just that she had particularly high expectations when it came to lovemaking.

So even if she was immersed in the orgasm, she could immediately react to any slight misstep from Sam.

And Sam had been distracted while making love to her?

This was nothing short of a great insult to her, more painful than if he had killed her.

So Angel would never allow such a thing to happen, and thus she climbed step by step to stand before Sam.

Sam thought she wanted to switch to a different lovemaking position, so he didn’t think much of it.

But unexpectedly, Angel stood right in front of him.

She stood on the bed, towering above him.

The scene seemed somewhat strange.

At least Sam couldn’t understand what this was all about.

Was she showing off her body?

Without the skirt and panties to cover her, only her disheveled top remained, standing right before his eyes.

What kind of show was this?

Although the scene was indeed seductive, it took Sam by surprise. What exactly was she up to? Was this a moment when he should laugh?

“You…”

Just as Sam was about to speak and ask, Angel cut him off.

“Go to the head of the bed.”

“Actually, it’s fine, I can be on any side, after all, this bed is so big, no matter how we make love or what position we use, it’s not a problem…”

“Shut up, listen to me.”

“Oh.”

Sam didn’t dare to object, at this point he could only choose to obey her command.

He carefully moved to the head of the bed, unsure of what she was planning, but guessing it wasn’t anything good.

Sam leaned against the headboard and watched her.

“And then?”

Angel let out a cold laugh and tossed something in front of Sam.

He instinctively grabbed it and took a look.

“Why are you giving me a scarf?”

Angel looked at Sam with a cold smirk.

“Blindfold yourself.”

Sam was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood her intention.

Blindfolding during lovemaking was indeed a thing, and Sam knew it, but since when had Angel learned about it?

Angel continued with a cold laugh.

“This is your punishment, hurry up, less talking.”

“I…”

Just as Sam was about to refuse, Angel walked over and blindfolded him with the scarf.

The high-quality scarf demonstrated great flexibility, fitting snugly around Sam’s head, but in reality, it was quite sheer, and Sam could still see her movements.

Then, the next moment.

Sam saw Angel rise to her feet, now bare-bottomed, which was somewhat comical.

But if anyone else had the fortune to see it, they would definitely not find the scene laughable.

Although Angel had a somewhat dominant personality, at least her figure and appearance were very attractive.

“Alright.”

Angel looked at her handiwork with satisfaction.

Sam lay on the bed, his eyes blindfolded with a scarf. Although the scarf didn’t really obstruct his vision, he still felt a bit uncomfortable.

“Don’t use such a strange method, I don’t have that kind of fetish…”

Angel smiled slightly.

“Actually, I don’t have that kind of fetish either.”

“Then why are you…”

“I just think that you’ve been too naughty, not obedient enough, so I need to use this method to make you more compliant, and to make sure your attention is fully on me.”

“But I can’t see you this way!”

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t see, this way you can concentrate wholeheartedly and truly feel me. The books say that when one of a person’s senses is blocked, the other senses become heightened, more sensitive. I want to try and see how long you can hold out this time.”

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“Madam… do you have any instructions?”

In the room.

There stood Elowen, still dressed in a sharp black suit, respectfully standing before the lady of the house.

Whether it was the youthful and beautiful Angel with her unique aura, or Celeste, the matriarch before her.

In their presence, Elowen always maintained this respectfulness, devoid of any additional emotion, as if completely unable to find any emotional fluctuation, truly like an AI robot that only follows commands and completes tasks.

Celeste smiled at her highly trusted confidante.

“Don’t be nervous, it’s nothing serious.”

“Nothing?”

Elowen seemed puzzled, as if she was accustomed to being on call and ready to do anything at a moment’s notice. She never harbored any rebellious emotions, as if obedience had become a habit.

Celeste poured a cup of coffee and then said with a smile, “Sit down, have a cup of coffee.”

“No, thank you, Madam,” Elowen declined, shaking her head.

It seemed that sitting across from her and sharing a coffee was not something she felt was within her station.

But Celeste insisted, “What if I said that’s an order?”

Elowen promptly sat down across from Celeste and took a small sip from the coffee cup. Seeing this, Celeste couldn’t help but laugh.

“I never expected you to be so adorable.”

“Adorable?” Elowen didn’t blush, just looked puzzled at how such a word could be applied to her.

“Don’t you think you’re adorable?”

Elowen shook her head. “No one has ever said that, except for you, Madam.”

“Who do you find adorable?”

Elowen thought for a moment. “Miss Angel is adorable, Miss Selena is also adorable… Biscuit is adorable too.”

“Biscuit? Who’s that?” Celeste paused, the name not matching any memory she had.

Elowen looked down slightly. “The cat Miss Selena and Angel have.”

Celeste couldn’t help but burst into laughter, causing Elowen to gaze at her intently. Celeste shook her head, still smiling.

“Sorry, sorry~ I just suddenly found you very amusing, I meant no offense.”

“It’s alright, Madam. There’s no need for you to apologize to me.”

Celeste was well aware of Elowen’s personality; it seemed that no person, no matter the circumstances or approach, could really change this woman. She decided to be direct.

“Are you aware that I’ve taken Sam as my godson?”

Elowen nodded. “Yes, I am aware.”

“Why do you think I did that?”

Elowen shook her head. “I cannot see through Madam’s considerations.”

“Do you think it’s a good thing?”

“Madam’s decisions are always correct.”

It was an obviously blind faith, and even Celeste, confident as she was, felt that the response was a bit too biased.

She smiled. “What do you think of Sam, the young man?”

Elowen rarely furrowed her brow, but the woman caught this subtle gesture with precision.

“What’s the matter, you don’t think he’s suitable?”

Elowen hesitated for a moment before speaking. “I’m not sure how to judge, but both Miss and Madam have a special attitude towards him. And the way he behaves in front of the two of you is something others can’t replicate, so I’m not sure what to say.”

“It’s okay, just focus on him as a person. You’ve seen him a few times, so you should have some understanding. Speak freely, I won’t tell Angel—it’ll be our little secret.”

Hearing Celeste say this, Elowen felt compelled to speak. Although she appeared reserved, she was not foolish and knew that such words were not meant to reassure her, but rather to ensure she spoke the truth.

“I think… Sam is a very smart person. He knows exactly how to interact with different people in different ways. His attitude towards Madam, Miss, and Miss Selena is distinct.”

Celeste nodded, “Indeed, that’s one of his strengths. Speaking differently to different people is a sign of maturity. Anything else?”

“Um… and he’s not afraid of me,” Elowen stated.

Celeste hesitated, “Because of me and Angel, he feels emboldened, so it’s normal that he’s not afraid of you.”

But Elowen shook her head. “It’s not that. Once, when I went to pick him up alone, he even initiated conversation with me. I could tell that even without you two, he wouldn’t be afraid of me. I’m not sure if it’s bravery or just exceptional confidence.”

Celeste smiled slightly. “Indeed, he’s one of the most confident young men I’ve ever met. Even some heirs of far more prestigious families lack that confidence in my presence.

And to think he has captivated my daughter so thoroughly… he’s certainly not simple… It seems he could be a dangerous man in the future.”

Upon hearing these words, Elowen’s gaze sharpened as she looked towards Celeste.

“Madam, do you need me to kill him?”

Celeste shook her head. “That’s not what I meant. If this kind of danger can be used for good, then it’s not a bad thing. But who knows what the future holds.

However, if all that he’s showing is just another form of concealment, then I can only say his acting skills are so formidable that even I can’t discern the truth, and that would be quite interesting.”

Elowen remained silent, simply watching as the other woman spoke her thoughts.

Outside, the dense sound of rain did not cease, and the night had already blanketed the sky.

Celeste’s gaze turned towards the window, and in the midst of the sound of rain, she said softly, “You must report everything about them to me truthfully in the future. No matter what Angel says, you cannot hide anything from me.”

“I understand, Madam.”

“Good… But at the same time, if Angel asks you to do something to Sam, come and tell me first. Don’t act rashly.”

“Of course, Madam.”

“That will be all.”

Elowen nodded slightly, then stood up and slowly left the room.

Celeste was left alone, watching the pitter-patter of the rainy night, as if it would never cease to fall.

Those crystalline drops would shatter on the steps, splintering against the eaves.

And such sounds of breaking often brought a sense of comfort.

She smiled to herself.

I wonder what my daughter and that Sam are up to right now? It’s been so long, and they still haven’t finished…