The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 217

Chapter 217: Love can change everything
Sam placed his hands on Celeste’s forehead.

He was massaging earnestly, but Celeste began to make strange sounds.

“Mmm~~~~”

“Yes~~~”

“Right there~~~”

“Sam, that’s great~~~”

“Ah~~~ So comfortable~~~”

“…”

Sam double-checked to make sure this was indeed a massage, right?

His hands never ventured beyond her shoulders, treating the area around her breasts as if it were a no-go zone, a boundary of reverence not to be crossed.

Yet the mature woman reclining on the sofa was making such noises, deliberately using a voice that sounded so peculiar… as if Sam was engaging in some odd activity.

Celeste was definitely doing this on purpose!

Even though he knew it was intentional, the strange sounds made Sam’s throat feel dry. It was a good thing the back of the sofa was there to shield him; otherwise, his arousal might have been embarrassingly obvious to Celeste.

Angel and her mother, these two women, had slightly different personalities and their beauty and charm were not exactly the same.

But their ability to seduce a man was very strong, and they both knew exactly how to ‘torment’ one…

If he continued to listen to Celeste’s moans, Sam’s physiological response might be fully triggered, and then even leaving the room safely would become a problem.

So, while listening to the enticing moans and feeling Celeste’s smooth skin, Sam spoke softly.

“Um… godmother?”

“Hmm? What is it, Sam~~~”

In her response, Celeste even added a quiver to her tone, as if Sam’s fingers had touched her most sensitive spot.

But of course, they hadn’t; his hands were still on her shoulders… so what else could this be if not intentional?

“Um… does my massage make godmother uncomfortable?”

“Why would you ask that?”

Celeste sounded like an innocent child at that moment.

Of course, judging by the condition of her skin, one might mistake her for a 15-year-old girl without question.

But indeed, she was Angel’s mother.

“Because godmother’s voice sounded quite unusual, I thought my massage might be causing you discomfort…”

Sam could only hint at it delicately, not wanting to be too blunt.

It’s not like he could outright say: Are you being lewd, moaning like that? Ever since I started massaging you, I’ve been constantly aroused.

And Celeste chuckled lightly.

“Why would that be? You’re such a silly boy. Can’t you tell it’s a sound of comfort?”

How could she explain it so seriously? That explanation only made it weirder!

Sam laughed awkwardly.

“Is that so… haha, maybe it’s because I’ve never heard godmother make such sounds, so I was a bit curious… haha.”

Sam was starting to babble.

Celeste feigned surprise.

“Oh my, could it be… Sam, are you thinking of something naughty?”

Her act of feigned innocence followed by a sudden realization was such a ‘masterful’ performance that Sam almost believed her!

“Nothing like that, maybe it’s just because godmother is so charming that it makes one’s imagination wander.”

Celeste laughed again, her body shaking with mirth.

“Sam, you’re such a sweet talker. I’m an old woman, nowhere near as charming as Angel.”

“Of course not, some women are like fine wine, they get better with age, a charm that young women simply can’t possess.”

“Really? And if Angel knew, wouldn’t she be angry with you?” Celeste said with a schadenfreude grin.

Sam sighed helplessly.

“Even though that’s the case, I think she would understand, after all, you are her mother.”

“Tsk tsk tsk… Now I see why, despite all the girls around you, Angel still lets you live a good life.”

Suddenly, the conversation turned to a somewhat sensitive topic.

Sam was taken aback. “I don’t have that many girls around me, do I?”

“Indeed, one or two might not be many, but… what if these few are all quite charming, and in beauty and temperament, they are in no way inferior to Angel? That would be quite special. Take, for example, the two girls we saw at the comic convention that day; I thought they were quite impressive, very pretty, and had personality. Especially that girl named Sophie… Angel paid special attention to her.”

Speaking of Sophie.

Indeed… Sophie was special, so special that she would be noticed wherever she was.

But Sam hadn’t expected her to make such a lasting impression on Celeste.

“She’s alright… just a tsundere young girl who likes to throw tantrums and has a quirky personality.”

Sam didn’t say this to belittle Sophie, but rather he didn’t want Celeste to feel that Sophie could be a threat to Angel.

Celeste shifted to a more comfortable position on the couch.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was getting drowsy, even letting out a yawn before speaking in an offhand manner.

“I beg to differ. I’m pretty good at reading people, and she’s special. Just having the courage to stand in front of Angel, with a similar age and not being overshadowed in presence, that alone is quite remarkable. Sam, you must have noticed it too. Are you trying to protect that girl?”

Sam shook his head.

“Why would I? She doesn’t need my protection, and besides… she’s not in any danger. Would women as gentle and kind as godmother and Angel ever do anything dangerous?”

Celeste suddenly turned her head, and Sam’s movement stopped abruptly.

Then he saw this maturely charming woman smiling, yet scrutinizing him with a piercing gaze. That sharp look was like invisible chains extending out, binding Sam’s thoughts and emotions tightly, leaving no room to dodge.

“Is that so? I would think someone as smart as you would understand a principle. Whether it’s humans or animals, if something encroaches on their interests, they will protect their territory and possessions at all costs. Alright, that’s enough talk, continue with the massage.”

After uttering those words, Celeste leaned back on the couch, closed her eyes, and began to enjoy Sam’s massage in a steady rhythm.

No further conversation ensued until Sam heard her even breathing, as if she had fallen asleep on the couch.

Sam didn’t wake her; instead, he gently picked up a blanket from nearby and draped it over the woman’s body, then tiptoed out of her room.

Walking down the corridor, Sam looked out at the sky, which had now completely darkened, realizing he had spent over an hour in that room.

This exchange with Celeste had been a brief respite from her usual guardedness towards him. Of course… he couldn’t let his guard down now, as he still had the task of changing Angel’s personality.

To be honest, if Sam was to achieve his ultimate dreams and goals, changing Angel’s personality was imperative.

But… could it really be done so easily?

She was undoubtedly one of the first female leads to appear, yet without question, she presented the highest level of difficulty.

Sam shook his head with a wry smile.

Then he patted his cheeks and put on his familiar smile.

He returned to Angel’s room.

Sam didn’t knock; the door was unlocked. To his mild surprise, Angel wasn’t on her phone but was lying on her side in bed, her body curled slightly under the covers, eyes closed in sleep.

The room was dark, but his excellent vision allowed him to clearly sense her even breathing.

Sam crouched beside her bed, gazing at the girl’s stunningly beautiful sleeping face.

With her eyes closed, Angel looked the most gentle and serene.

Gone was her haughtiness, gone was her sharpness. She was like a simple little girl, in her own world, needing a sense of security for a peaceful sleep, even her soft breathing seemed sweet and pure.

It had to be said, Angel looked too adorable like this. In a pet store, she would be the kitten the owner couldn’t bear to sell.

Sam couldn’t help but smile at such a beautiful sight; it seemed as if all his irritations could be instantly soothed.

The thought that his reward for achieving his ideals would be a pure and adorable Angel… made any sacrifice seem worthwhile.

Sam never aspired to be a superhero, nor did he dream of becoming a billionaire CEO.

The most beautiful future he could imagine was walking happily under the sun with those female leads, whether in the warm bloom of spring or the brilliant radiance of summer.

He reached out to gently move a strand of hair from her forehead away from her nose, but this subtle action made Angel twitch her nose.

Sam couldn’t help but smile.

It seemed Angel sensed something unusual, as she slowly opened her eyes, appearing not quite awake, and hazily glanced at Sam.

“You’re back?”

Her voice was somewhat cloying, a rare tone for her, and exceptionally pleasant to hear.

Sam nodded.

“Yeah, you keep sleeping, I’m heading back.”

As he spoke, he helped tuck her in with the blanket.

But as he was about to leave, Angel’s arm emerged from under the covers, her hand lightly grasping Sam’s, not with much force.

Sam didn’t pull away; instead, he took her soft hand in his own and asked with a smile.

“What’s up?”

Angel scrunched her nose, a somewhat cute expression that conveyed her dissatisfaction.

“Help me up.”

“Maybe you should keep sleeping?” Sam suggested kindly.

But Angel blinked at him, as if trying hard to become more alert.

“No, I’m not letting you go back that easily…”

Indeed, once awake, she didn’t seem quite as adorable… Well, that’s a lie, Angel was still very cute.

Sam gently helped her sit up.

Angel, now in a black nightgown, looked stunning. The spaghetti straps of her sleep dress perfectly showcased her flawless figure, and her long hair fell loosely around her, giving her an effortlessly beautiful allure.

Yawning, Angel sat on the edge of the bed and then said to Sam.

“Go turn on the light.”

“Are you sure?”

“Mhm.”

“Click.”

The moment Sam turned on the light, Angel immediately shut her eyes, a look of annoyance crossing her face.

“Why’d you make it so bright!”

“You asked me to turn on the light… Can I even control the brightness?”

“Of course, you can! All the lights in my house are dimmable. I bet you just wanted to blind me.”

Angel retorted irritably, and Sam, chuckling, walked over and covered her eyes with his hands.

He spoke softly, as if soothing a child.

“Don’t be scared, just open them slowly… Are you okay now?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

Only then did Sam remove his hands.

Angel, her cheeks slightly flushed, looked at Sam.

“Were you just treating me like a kid?”

Sam pondered for a moment.

“I don’t have any experience with kids.”

“But you’ve definitely done that with other girls before.”

“No, you’re the first.”

“Hmph.”

She said this and then stood up, walking over to sit at the desk in the room. Then she turned her head to look at Sam, who remained unmoved.

“Come here, sit down.”

“Can’t you be a bit gentler with me? Your tone sounds like you’re training a dog.”

Sam grumbled as he walked over and sat down beside her.

Angel couldn’t help but laugh at his comment.

“I didn’t mean that, but you sure have some strange ideas.”

“Well, isn’t it because of your similar behavior before? I’m just anticipating.”

Angel mused with narrowed eyes.

“If only you were as obedient as Biscuit.”

Sam coughed and then asked, “So, what… why did you want me to sit down?”

Angel picked up a book from beside her and placed it on the desk.

“Didn’t I tell you? Tutoring.”

“Now? And you just woke up, you don’t seem very alert.”

Even if Sam tutored her with the utmost care, what could she possibly absorb in this state?

Angel looked at Sam defiantly.

“Who are you underestimating… By the way, what did you tell my mom?”

Sam opened the book and calmly replied.

“It’s nothing much, ultimately, under my sincerity, your mother agreed to our relationship.”

Angel snorted lightly.

“This matter never needed her approval.”

“She is your mother, after all. She has some say in it… But now there’s no need to worry.”

“Is that all?”

Angel felt it couldn’t be that simple.

Sam sighed and then said.

“She also hopes that I can change you for the better.”

“Do you want to change me?”

Angel tilted her head, propping up her cheek, as if the question was of no consequence.

Sam smiled.

“I don’t think you need to change. We’re together because you are Angel. If you changed, I would feel an immense sense of loss for the person you are now, in the future.”

Angel didn’t say anything. Instead, she suddenly leaned forward.

“Mmm~~~”

She kissed Sam’s lips briefly, then returned to her original sitting position.

“Start tutoring me.”

Sam blinked and then smiled, not saying much more, and began to explain the content of the book from the beginning.

That gentle kiss would undoubtedly linger long in Sam’s heart.

Sam explained patiently, occasionally asking if she understood.

At first, Angel responded with clarity, but soon, Sam felt his shoulder being nudged repeatedly.

He propped up her shoulder several times, but eventually, he wrapped his arm around Angel’s shoulder, letting her lean into his embrace with her eyes half-closed.

The lesson was impossible to continue.

Sam whispered, leaning down to her ear. “Maybe you should go to sleep. You can’t really learn like this. We’ll try again when you’re feeling better.”

But Angel murmured softly.

“I can hear you just fine like this, it’s okay…” Her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.

Sam pondered for a moment and then said.

“I’m not leaving; I’ll sleep with you.”

She half-opened her eyes to glance at Sam.

Sam looked at her sincerely.

“I’m not lying to you, I’m serious…”

“You’re free to leave me, I won’t stop you… but if you want to stay here, you can.”

This girl… just wouldn’t honestly express her wish to spend more time with Sam.

After turning off the light and lying down in bed together, Sam naturally extended his arm, allowing her to comfortably rest against him.

She leaned her head against Sam’s neck and breathed.

Her beautiful body pressed tightly against Sam, but at that moment, Sam only felt an indescribable sense of warmth and tranquility, some things indeed can triumph over instinct and desire.

The warmth and tranquility of the moment were the purest forms of beauty.

Resting against Sam’s shoulder, feeling his broad chest, Angel said softly.

“If you don’t change me, how will you achieve the harem you desire? Or have you already given up on that idea in your heart?”

Angel seemed to have not forgotten their earlier conversation.

Sam looked at her perfect profile, her sensual lips, and her pert nose, and whispered.

“I haven’t given up on the idea of changing your personality. But I feel that forcibly changing you would be like a deception. I believe that with sincerity and a love that grows stronger over time, there will come a day. You will change.”

Angel’s gaze showed a hint of disdain.

“What if that day never comes? What if you find out that I can’t change into the person you like, no matter what?”

Sam pulled her a little closer with the hand that had been resting, then wrapped his other arm around her slender waist.

His lips came close to her ear, undisturbed by the soft strands of her hair.

“I believe I can wait for that day, it will come, as long as you can be a little tolerant.”

Feeling Sam’s gentle voice, Angel’s cheeks seemed to warm up, her legs rubbed together slightly, a familiar emotion seemed to spread uncontrollably, triggered automatically whenever Sam was near.

“Isn’t tolerance just another form of deception? After all, you’re asking me to compromise myself, to share the man I love most with other women… That seems even more excessive.”

She tilted her head back, gazing at Sam’s handsome face within his embrace, looking into his eyes that seemed to possess a magical allure.

Sam smiled.

“I am indeed that despicable, always insatiable. If it were truly allowed, I would wish to give you a dream from which you’d never want to wake.”

“If you can’t do it, the price might be a trip to hell,” she said with a beautiful face, tempting lips, yet speaking such dangerous words.

Sam leaned closer to her lips.

“I don’t want to go to hell.”

“That scared?”

Feeling Sam’s approach, she didn’t dodge but instead gently closed her eyes, holding her breath, as if awaiting the arrival of some familiar sensation.

Then she heard Sam’s gentle words, almost enveloping her completely.

“Yes, very scared. Because right now, I’m already in heaven.”

“Mmm~~~~”

The kiss between the boy and girl began tenderly and grew gradually more passionate.

Their bodies started to intertwine under the covers, clothes being shed one by one.

Sam’s thoughts were crystal clear.

Of course, he didn’t want to go to hell, nor would he.

He wanted to stay in this dangerous yet beautiful world, with Angel and the other girls, forever.

This was the endeavor he was willing to fight for all his life, to persist in.

Sam wasn’t particularly clever or powerful, but he had this bit of bravery…

The world is full of dangers every day, but love can change everything.