The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Sophie, are you lying?
The journey was fraught with the fear of being discovered, mixed with the strange sensation of witnessing such exaggerated sexual scenes. It all blended together in that moment.

“Bang.”

After a series of stumbles, Sophie finally managed to cover Ava’s mouth and dragged her back into the room.

In terms of strength, Ava, who regularly swam and exercised, should have been stronger than Sophie, who disliked physical activities. However, at that moment, Ava’s legs were too weak, and she seemed quite bewildered, allowing Sophie to hurriedly bring her back.

Sophie was nervous too, her cheeks burning hot. But a stronger thought prevailed—that they absolutely must not be discovered by Sam and Angel.

If they were caught, Angel might blame her for leading Sam’s sister to spy. Such an accusation was too ugly. She didn’t want to fall to that level.

Ava looked over in a daze. “You… Sophie, what are you doing?”

Sophie, panting with irritation from the running and nervousness, nearly couldn’t catch her breath. “I should be asking you that! Were you about to scream just now?”

Ava paused, responding instinctively, “Yes, I wanted to stop them from continuing!”

“…Are you still drunk? Why would you stop them from having sex?”

Ava’s cheeks were still flushed as she spoke indignantly, “How could they do that! Such… exaggerated things, and they aren’t even married yet!”

Sophie couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Although she was also displeased by the scene, it wasn’t her first time witnessing such an act, and she was mentally prepared.

“Being unmarried doesn’t stop them from doing such things… They’re lovers, what does being married or not have to do with it?”

Ava knew this, but being younger and more naive, she was more prone to stubbornness. “But… it’s too much! How can they play like that?”

Sophie also found it outrageous. She couldn’t believe that Sam, who appeared so gentlemanly, and that somewhat perverted Heiress could engage in such antics, even using handcuffs… Sophie was also angry but couldn’t show it in front of Ava, to avoid revealing certain feelings she herself was reluctant to admit.

So, the situation turned into Sophie trying to comfort Ava to accept reality. “There’s nothing we can do about it; it’s their freedom. Whatever they do in their room is nobody else’s business… Why are you so upset?”

Sophie’s casual question made Ava pause. “Oh no. I might have been too obvious with my thoughts.”

She immediately tried to explain in a fluster. “I… it’s because he is my brother!”

“Even if he is your brother…” Sophie saw Ava’s panicked, guilty expression and grew suspicious.

“Because I don’t like Angel! I don’t want my brother to end up with her. That woman is too domineering; she’ll definitely control my brother’s life. I want him to live freely!”

Ava finally thought of a reasonable explanation. But Sophie still had her doubts, feeling that something was off. “Really… But it’s still your brother’s choice. No matter how much you dislike it, as long as he’s willing…”

“No! He wouldn’t be willing; he must have been forced!”

“How do you know? Did he tell you?”

“…Not exactly.”

Although Sam had hinted to Ava that sometimes he had to make forced choices, and Ava had shown understanding, it was clear to any observer that if it were truly against his will, Sam wouldn’t have been getting along so well with Angel recently.

Moreover, Sam had already ‘confessed’ to his sister that he was a womanizer. Despite Angel’s unpleasant personality, she was very beautiful and had a noble demeanor…

“Let’s not think too much about it, just go to sleep.”

“Hmph…”

Ava knew there were no better options now, and she couldn’t go back. Now that she had calmed down, she realized how embarrassing it would have been if she had actually spoken up to stop them.

Especially after seeing her brother’s big cock…

But she was falling behind too much! Sam and Angel had progressed to this stage, but she herself…

What to do…

Ava lay on the bed, lost in thought, while Sophie watched her, full of worries, unsure what she was thinking. Sophie wasn’t a mind reader. But she thought it best to remind her. “When we see each other tomorrow, make sure you don’t mention tonight’s events. Act normal, okay?”

Ava nodded sullenly. “I know… But Sophie…”

“Yes?”

“Do you know why they got together so quickly?”

Ava was curious, as she wasn’t aware of the events in Kuhang. Sophie frowned slightly, then shook her head. “Not really clear, I wasn’t that close to them before.”

“Is that so… But it seems like you and my brother get along quite well.”

“It’s not what you think! Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Really? But my brother often comes to your house to cook, how could you do that if you weren’t close? My brother doesn’t like doing household chores… Wait, Sophie, are you lying?”

Ava suddenly looked sharply at Sophie. Sophie’s heart skipped a beat, but she tried to keep her face calm. “What am I lying about?”

“You actually don’t dislike my brother at all, you’re just pretending in front of me, right?”

Ava was like a detective, her mind exceptionally clear at that moment, almost pointing directly at Sophie’s face. Sophie’s cheeks began to burn, and she struggled to remain calm.

“I really do dislike him, haven’t you heard of a relationship called ‘frenemies’? It’s when you complain about each other but still hang out as friends. I might not really dislike him, but disliking has become a habit. Do you understand?”

Ava’s previously clear mind became muddled again. “I thought you liked my brother.”

“How could… who, who said that!”

Sophie nearly misspoke… Cold sweat was about to break out.

“Intuition.”

“Sometimes you can’t trust intuition.”

“Really? My intuition is usually quite accurate, maybe because I work as a priestess…”

“You’re a priestess?”

“Yes…”

“Do you have any special abilities that others don’t know about, some kind of magical power?”

Sophie also had a hunch. She wondered if her sister, and even Angel and Isabella, had special abilities, which would mean the world wasn’t so materialistic after all.

As Sam’s sister, did she have any special powers? What could they be?

“Sophie, have you been reading too many novels?”

Hearing this, Sophie awkwardly withdrew her gaze. “No, just heard about the priestess role and associated it subconsciously… Never mind, let’s sleep.”

“Sophie, do you really not like my brother at all?”

“I said no!”

“But today, when my brother hugged you…”

“Forget it! Forget that happened!!”

“Oh…”

Ava always felt that Sophie was saying one thing but feeling another. But why? Was it because she felt there was no chance?

But if that was the case, wouldn’t not trying mean there was no chance at all? Wouldn’t not expressing her feelings leave a big regret?

She had heard that Kuhang was quite open, but now it seemed… everyone had their reasons for not being straightforward.

Ava couldn’t understand it, but she definitely wouldn’t be like that. If it weren’t for the sensitive identity of ‘sister,’ Ava felt she would want the whole world to know she liked Sam.

Not just like. Love.

With these chaotic thoughts, Ava gradually felt her mind grow heavy and drifted into sleep. Her dreams were of an endless ocean with seagulls flying above.

But Sophie lay awake for a long time. Her mind kept circling back to the direct and bold questions Ava had asked her.

She couldn’t think of an answer, or perhaps she didn’t want to give one. She could only let these questions swirl around, repeatedly destroying her sleepiness.

These thoughts were unknown to the couple in the other room who had just finished making love.

Sam felt more tired than usual, probably due to the atmosphere. Watching the girl beneath him, her hands cuffed, driven crazy by his every move, sometimes struggling subconsciously but unable to break free, was utterly mesmerizing.

Sam was like a fully wound toy, tirelessly operating. Again and again, his big cock slammed into Angel’s vagina, bringing her to orgasm repeatedly.

Until finally, as if to drain the last bit of energy from Angel, her voice nearly hoarse, Sam decided to end it all, ejaculating all his semen inside her vagina.

Everything finally calmed down. No more sounds of bodies colliding, no more moans from Angel being fucked, everything returned to silence.

Of course, the only things not silent were their breathing and heartbeats.

The handcuffs had been unlocked; there was no need to keep Angel cuffed any longer. Now, he held this enticing girl in his arms, their sweat mingling freely.

Feeling each other’s intense heartbeats, their breathing became a new, intermingling melody.

“Are you okay?” Sam wrapped his arms around her now hot and soft body, which felt incredibly comfortable in this weather.

Angel seemed too exhausted to even roll her eyes. She was rapidly trying to regulate her breathing. “I… I am going to kill you…”

Sam found it somewhat amusing. “Really necessary?”

“I’ll cuff you for over two hours and see how you like it!”

“…But you enjoyed the sex, didn’t you?” Sam said, a bit aggrieved.

Angel pinched his waist without much strength, more like a tickle or a caress. “That’s different, asshole… just you wait.”

She seemed in no mood to deal with the aftermath. Sam quickly hugged her tighter, then nuzzled her smooth cheek. “Why say harsh words now? Isn’t it nice to just sleep quietly in my arms?”

“Get lost… who do you think you are?”

“I’m your boyfriend.”

“I don’t have a boyfriend as shitty as you.”

“It’s too late to regret now, Miss Angel.”

“I’ll kill you and it won’t be too late.”

Sam chuckled. “Can I take ‘I’ll kill you’ as ‘I love you’ now?”

“…Shameless.”

Angel, out of energy, lifted her head, but in the next moment, Sam’s face was close, kissing her lips accurately.

No need for a passionate, intense kiss, just a gentle touch. Like ripples moving through water grass. Like wind passing over a hillside. Gentle and delicate. It seemed to help regulate breathing until it was even.

As the girl’s cheeks flushed again, her eyes flickered like stars scattered across the sky.

She looked at him. “You like using these tactics, don’t you?”

Sam smiled softly, his gaze tender and affectionate. “I just want to use sweet methods to keep you from spoiling the mood.”

“Heh, I don’t understand mood.”

Sam hugged her closer. “As long as you understand me.”

Angel was forced to be held tightly by Sam, wondering when this long night would end. She didn’t know, just wrapped her arms around his broad, reliable back and slowly closed her eyes.

“I haven’t lost yet… Sam.”

Unsure of her purpose, she suddenly spoke as if in a dream. The young man also closed his eyes, humming in acknowledgment.

“I know.”

“So… the war continues.”

“It’s okay, we can fight this war for a lifetime.”

“A lifetime is what you deserve…”

“But I’m happy about it. I’m really lucky.”

“Good that you know…”

“Tired?”

“A bit…”

“Then sleep.”

“Pat my back, it helps me fall asleep faster.”

“Okay.”

And so, Sam gently patted her back, gently, as if rowing a boat alone on a glittering lake in an endless night, until her breathing became even and shallow.

Goodnight, world.