CHAPTER 33: GIVE IT ALL TO ME

"Did she do anything to you?" Losiya asked.

Julian shook his head without hesitation.

Only then did Losiya breathe a sigh of relief.

Lady Catherine, standing behind Losiya, narrowed her eyes. Without the use of the Holy Mark, Losiya’s ability to observe was far inferior to hers.

There was a faint, hard-to-notice red mark on Julian’s wrist. Even more telling, his body gave off a strong scent completely unlike the usual fresh and elegant fragrance he carried.

Normally composed, Lady Catherine couldn’t help but flare up in anger.

However, her control over her emotions was well-trained. She remained off to the side, silently watching the two converse, saying nothing for the time being.

"Do you know what happened with Enie?" Julian suddenly asked.

Losiya’s expression shifted. "I just found out. I’m still thinking of a way to deal with it."

"I have a plan," Julian said.

Both Losiya and Catherine were stunned by his words.

After blinking a few times, Losiya asked curiously, "What plan?"

Julian immediately began to calmly explain his plan.

Earlier today, right in front of Tania, he had drunk the glass of wine. According to the method Losiya had mentioned before, it was clear the other party had taken steps to fully control him.

When Tania believed she had succeeded, she would become overconfident and reveal her flaws.

The more Losiya listened, the more she frowned. Several times, she felt the urge to interrupt.

"How is this different from using your own body as bait?"

"If she really did something to Enie, wouldn’t it be better for me to confront her directly?" Losiya said, disapproving.

"Why do you think she went after Enie in the first place? He’s just a servant. Commoners don’t even have the right to accuse nobility. She’s trying to make Enie take the blame in Tania’s place."

"Did you agree to anything she asked for?" Losiya suddenly questioned.

Julian was momentarily stunned, then quickly replied, "I didn’t."

Losiya went quiet for a long time.

Then she raised her hand and gently stroked Julian’s face as she usually did.

But right now, Julian could feel that her aura was completely different from usual.

"Is she still in the drawing room?" Losiya asked softly.

"She should still be there," Julian answered quietly.

"Let’s go," Losiya said.

She grabbed Julian’s wrist and, without another word, pulled him along.

Just moments ago, she had still been troubled by her dealings with Tania. Now, however, her mind was unusually clear.

In the drawing room, Tania sat elegantly, holding a wine glass and quietly admiring the night view outside the window.

"Miss Tania, did you enjoy your time?" Losiya walked in slowly.

"Hello, Lady Losiya." Tania was briefly surprised, then smiled lightly in return.

"Thanks to Julian’s hospitality, I enjoyed myself quite a lot."

"Is that so?" Losiya also smiled.

"Seems like you and Julian are getting along rather well, hmm?"

Tania finally sensed that something wasn’t quite right.

But she was in too good a mood to care.

"Of course."

Looking at Julian standing beside Losiya, Tania smiled and said,

"Such a beautiful and charming young man... I only regret that we met too late. If you’re willing to part with your favorite a little, I’ll agree to any request you make."

She actually said something like that right in front of Julian.

"You don’t mind, do you?" she asked, smiling sweetly at Losiya, waiting for her response.

From her perspective, having Julian at her side already confirmed the result she wanted. Everything had gone even smoother than she had expected.

"Sorry. I mind very much."

Huh...?

Losiya’s words left the smug Tania completely stunned.

She hadn’t expected such a direct rejection.

"Besides," Losiya added, "when did I ever give you permission to lay a hand on my boy?"

As she said those shocking words, she placed her hand directly on Tania’s forehead.

Her eyes instantly turned into a majestic, deep blue.

A vortex of magical energy swirled in their depths, making it impossible to meet her gaze.

"You—!"

Before Tania could even finish shouting, her body collapsed like a dead dog onto the floor, completely unconscious.

"Alice," Losiya called out.

Alice appeared silently from the shadows and stood before Losiya.

"Throw this mutt into the dungeon. If she refuses to drink a toast, then she’ll enjoy a nice long stay with the damp and filthy rats instead."

"Yes, Lady," Alice said with a bow.

She glanced coldly at Tania, grabbed her by the hair, and disappeared with her a second later.

"You... you really..." Julian stood there in a daze, looking shocked and a little conflicted.

"She bullied you," Losiya said, spreading her arms. "I just taught her a little lesson. Isn’t that good?"

"But..."

"There’s no ’but,’" Losiya stepped closer to Julian and gently pinched his chin, eyes narrowing.

"Or are you saying... you actually wanted to ’get along’ with her?"

Julian couldn’t stand it anymore. He frowned and pulled away from her fingers.

"I never thought that way! I just wanted to help..."

"Enough," Losiya interrupted him.

Without waiting for his agreement, she leaned down and claimed his lips.

Julian’s eyes fluttered open slightly.

He was already used to Losiya kissing him and didn’t resist.

But this time, her kiss was different—more forceful, more dominant than ever before.

Within seconds, she had completely taken control.

He didn’t even have time to breathe.

Losiya held his face in her hands and practically devoured his mouth with hers.

Each time he tried to breathe, she blocked him again.

Her tongue found his with ease, teasing and playing mercilessly.

Eventually, Julian half-collapsed in her arms, no longer resisting—partly from exhaustion, partly from surrender.

"Weren’t you just acting all stubborn with me a moment ago?

Now look at you—snuggling into my arms so obediently," Losiya said, studying him closely.

At this moment, he reminded her of that lazy kitten in the garden—so soft, so alluring.

Julian gently swatted her, clearly not fully convinced.

Each time, Losiya used her physical advantage to completely dominate him, leaving him no room to fight back—only to be teased.

"Oh right, do you still remember what you said to me before?"

Losiya leaned in and whispered softly in his ear, suppressing her excitement.

Julian blinked. What line was she talking about?

"No matter what happens, no matter where we are, if you ever think about ’the first time,’ I’ll give it to you," Losiya whispered, quoting his words.

Julian’s eyes suddenly widened, meeting Losiya’s gaze directly.

Her eyes were no longer cold or majestic.

The magical vortex had turned into a boiling sea of desire.

"Tonight," she said softly, "I want you to give me everything you are."