CHAPTER 59: THE INSPECTION!

The pleasure built like a tide, her body trembling with the effort to stay quiet, lustful thoughts flooding her—’He’s right; I love this, love him owning me like this, the way his cock hits that spot that makes me see stars.’

"Mmmph..." she managed, her free hand gripping his shoulder, nails digging in as she rode him faster.

Xavier leaned in, his lips brushing her ear, whispering romantic nothings laced with heat.

"You know, from the moment I saw you, I knew you’d be my undoing. Those eyes, that smile... but this? Feeling you clench around me, so wet and eager... it’s like you were made for me. I could fuck you forever, Phina. Slow and sweet, or hard like this—whatever you want, as long as it’s us."

The words melted her, a romantic warmth blooming in her chest amid the fire of lust, making her movements more frantic. She removed the gag briefly, gasping,

"Xavier... you say the sweetest things while buried inside me. It’s... ahn~... it’s perfect. You make me feel alive, desired... like no one else." She kissed him deeply, tongues tangling in a messy, passionate dance, before stuffing the handkerchief back, her moans now a symphony of muffled ecstasy.

Pa-!

Pa-!!

Pa-!!!

He thrust harder, his hand returning to her mouth, the other pinching her nipple gently, rolling it between his fingers. "And you make me crazy," he groaned, his voice strained with building pleasure. "The way you deepthroated me earlier... fuck, I thought I’d lose it right then. But this—your pussy gripping me like it never wants to let go... it’s heaven. Come for me, Phina. Let me feel you shatter around me, even if you have to bite down on that gag."

Her body obeyed, the coil in her core snapping as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She came hard, her walls convulsing around him, her muffled cries vibrating against his hand, her thighs quaking as ecstasy pulsed through her veins. The carriage seemed to spin, her vision blurring with the intensity, lustful aftershocks making her grind down one last time.

Xavier followed soon after, the sight of her unraveling pushing him over the edge. "Phina... fuck, I’m cumming," he groaned, thrusting deep as he released inside her, hot spurts filling her completely, his body shuddering with the force of it. He held her close, their breaths mingling, the carriage’s gentle sway lulling them in the afterglow.

As they caught their breath, Seraphina removed the gag, her lips curving into a sated smile. "You... you’re going to be the death of me," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw. "But what a way to go."

He chuckled, his arms wrapping around her waist, holding her as if he’d never let go. "Only if you come with me," he teased, his voice soft and affectionate.

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Few minutes later:

"We’re here my lady" the rider said

Seraphina now stood by the window, her keen eyes narrowing as she spotted movement outside.

"A food cart?" she murmured, voice low and edged with curiosity. "I see they’ve come to pay their taxes."

’The farmers were informed of the inspection so they’re well prepared...

Without taking her eyes off the scene, she reached behind her. She then proceeded to hand over an ornate dagger to Xavier.

"Let’s go down and talk to them," she said, her tone calm.

Xavier nodded, tightening his grip on the dagger.

A faint smile tugged at her lips, though it never reached her sharp eyes. ’Do they see me as a pushover? Perhaps... there’s a misunderstanding I need to correct.’

Her gaze sharpened as she leaned slightly forward. "What’s that...?"

Down below, a small group trudged toward the gates, pulling a cart laden with goods. But it wasn’t just the cart that caught her attention — three of the men hauling it were clearly slaves. Her eyes fixed on the one at the center.

’A round fat belly... three slaves...? This bastard’s a tax evader, eh.’ Seraphina smiled already smelling her first victim

As the cart drew closer, she turned away from the window, her steps deliberate as she strode toward the entrance.

Beside her, Xavier glanced once more toward the group and activated his system.

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Name: Albert Bate

Level: 10

Job: Peasant

Special Traits: Fraudulent wealth, Obesity, Familiar with tax evasion (maximizes his own personal gains)

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"His name is Albert," Xavier said flatly.

Seraphina’s eyes flicked to him. "How did you know that?"

"An interesting ability of mine..."

Seraphina see that he’s not willing to say more so she kept mute. Despite being in an intimate relationship with him, she knew that they’re some secrets that are meant to remain secret.

Outside, Albert Bate spotted them approaching. His smile twitched into place, but his fingers tugged nervously at his collar.

"She’s coming," he muttered under his breath before straightening up and forcing a cheerful tone.

"Milady~! How have you been faring?" he called out, bowing deeply.

Seraphina smiled politely. "Ah... yes, have you been well?"

But then her gaze turned cold

Albert chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "Ah... um... milady! What is the matter?"

Her smile widened just enough to show teeth. "Let’s go to the land you borrowed from me."

Albert blinked, frozen mid-step. "Pardon...?"

Her gaze slid to the rider without hesitation. "Dave, bring the horses."

The command hit like a hammer.

"?!" Albert’s eyes darted frantically. "No!! Milady!! I’ll work harder next—huh?!"

In the next heartbeat, Xavier’s dagger pressed firmly against his chest, just enough for him to feel the sharp tip through the fabric.

Seraphina’s voice was calm, but there was steel beneath it. "I said, let’s go. Right now."

Albert tried to laugh, the sound breaking halfway. "Ahahaha...??"

"I... I will work harder next year," he stammered, forcing a weak smile.

Seraphina stepped closer, her shadow falling over him. "Next year?" she repeated slowly, as if tasting the words. "Albert... do you think I came here to bargain for your promises?"

His mouth opened, but no words came.

Her gaze raked over him from head to toe. "You eat well. You live well. While others bled to fill their quotas, you fattened yourself... and hid behind lies about infertile fields."

"I-It’s not like that—"

"Shhh..." Her finger lifted to silence him, though her smile never wavered. "Don’t insult me further."

Albert swallowed hard. He could feel Xavier’s dagger shift slightly, a silent reminder that this conversation could end very badly for him.

Inside, Seraphina’s thoughts were cold and precise. I will strip you bare of your excuses and your stolen wealth. And when I’m done, you’ll pray I was merciful.

Her sharp, mocking laughter rang out, cutting through the air like a blade. "Ahahah... Ahahahaha."

Albert’s knees felt weak. Sweat rolled down his temple, his chest tight under the weight of her gaze. Every excuse, every hidden coin — it was all crumbling in the face of the inevitable.

There would be no escape this time.

"I said," Seraphina’s voice was calm but edged like a blade, "let’s go. Right now."

Her eyes locked on Albert’s, unblinking, her presence crushing. Albert’s knees trembled as he forced a shaky laugh, but the look in her eyes told him there was no room for negotiation.

The trip was silent. Albert dared not speak, and the sound of hooves striking the dirt road felt like a drumbeat counting down to his doom.

When they arrived, Dave reined in the horses. "We’ve arrived, Milady."

In front of them was the farm field everything completely harvested making it look barren.

Albert jumped to speak first, flinging his arms out toward the field. "Alright—! See? There’s nothing here!" His voice cracked mid-sentence, and the faintest twitch in Seraphina’s lip told Xavier she had noticed.

Xavier smiled, Seraphina was smart, very smart, the farmer couldn’t decieve her with his petty lies...

"Forget that," Seraphina said smoothly, her gaze moving to the farmhouse at the side...

Her smile widening slightly stepping forward with Xavier following closely behind, she said. "Go open the door."

Albert’s smile twitched again. "M-Milady!! That is... er... I called the harvesters, so the state of my house is—"

’Please stop with the goddamn cringe lies...’ Xavier found himself almost cursing and breaking his guard-like character.

Meanwhile panic could be seen all over Albert’s face... "Please wait!! Milady!!"

His plea was cut off by the sound of wood splintering. Xavier’s foot slammed into the door, sending it flying inward. The sound echoed like a warning bell through the home. Seraphina walked in from behind him.

Inside, she scanned the room. "They don’t seem to be harvesters... but rather your daughters."

Two young women froze in place, eyes wide.

"W... Who are you?" one of them stammered.

"MILADY!!"

More footsteps. Several young men appeared from deeper inside, some carrying bundles of straw, others empty-handed, all startled.

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