CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 137- A DAY OF PASSION WITH VERDIA

Could it be that his father already knew this would happen?

Now that he thought about it, right before he left for the capital, that smile he gave him when he talked about the governor of the city. That smile clearly held a deeper meaning.

Raymond wasn’t fazed, but there were two other people in the room who were.

"Ehh? Does that mean that big brother will be leaving the estate?"

One was Arthur, Reinhardt’s little brother, and the other...

CLINK... a spoon fell on the ground, catching everyone’s attention.

"Verdia, what’s wrong?" Raymoned questioned.

The other person was none other than Verdia.

The servants picked up the spoon that she dropped and cleaned the area.

"W-What did you say?" she glanced at Reinahrdt and questioned.

"Ah, I think I will have to leave this place soon and head for the Snowpoint City," Reinhardt repeated. His eyes twitching a little from the guilt he was feeling.

"Snowpoint City huh, that’s a good name," Raymond commented.

"I am thinking about calling it that from now on."

As the snow peak mountains weren’t far and could be seen from the city, it was a pretty decent name for the place.

"No, this can’t be happening." Suddenly, Verdia pushed away her chair and stood up.

"Dear, are you not feeling well?" They all looked at her in concern. For some reason, she was behaving very unusually.

"I-I think I will go back to my room," saying that in a downcast voice, she turned around and left in the middle of their dinner.

"Hmm, I wonder what suddenly got into her? Just a few moments ago, she looked all fine".

Raymond frowned and wondered if she was still ill. Reinahrdt was the same, though in his head, his reasons were completely different.

"Isn’t she just upset?" The one to give the right answer was unexpectedly Arthur. As he finished his steak. He pointed at Reinahrdt with his fork.

"Big brother, you suddenly saying that you are going to leave the house, made her upset. Frankly, I am upset too. I always thought that I would be by your side and learn swordsmanship and holy skills from you".

The two men were stunned. Raymond thought for a while and nodded in understanding. Arthur’s words indeed made sense. While Verdia may not be Reinhardt’s real mother, she was still his stepmother.

His first son was born out of wedlock, and his official wife may not have been close to him due to some complications, but the two have lived here together for a long time. Naturally, the other would miss their absence if he suddenly moved away.

What’s more, Raymond had seen with his own eyes that recently the two of them had broken the ice between them and acted more naturally in front of each other.

"You are right son, it was indeed a little harsh on her. However, it is the order from the crown, so there is nothing we can do about it. Reinhardt, go talk to her tomorrow. I’m sure she will be fine after you have a good talk with her."

He ordered, his face showing his complete faith and the pride he held for his son.

"R-Right" Reinhardt nodded, his expression strange.

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The next morning, just as ordered, he came to the orchid mansion to talk with Verdia. He thought that it would be quite awkward between them, given the things they did yesterday.

However, the moment he knocked on her door, an arm extended out and pulled him in. The next moment, she shut the door and shooed away all the servants.

Reinhardt, who was pinned to the wall by Verdia, looked askance "This..."

"Are you really going away?"

She arched her head up and stared directly at his eyes. Her own moist with traces of tears.

He nodded. This was an order, and so he must leave. But what was this? Why was Verdia so depressed that he was going away?

"How can this be?! I only started to recognise you... And now you are already leaving."

She muttered in a heartbroken voice. The next second, tears started streaking down her cheeks, and she pounded his chest with her fist.

Reinahrdt didn’t stop her; he simply stood there and allowed her to bawl it out. Her frustration, heartbreak, sadness, everything. He became the sponge that absorbed it all.

Finally, after a while, or maybe there were no more tears in her eyes, she stopped crying. Next, she looked at him with a fervent and alluring way.

"Take me"...

"Pardon?" Doubting his ears, he asked again.

She grabbed him by the shirt and asserted, "Take me now!!".

With skin flushed red and eyes moist from the good cry she had earlier, she looked incredibly beguiling.

Without waiting, she started undressing him. His shirt, his tanktop, his belt, she removed them all and stared with enamoured eyes at his naked upper body.

Defined muscles, broad chest, perfect cuts... his body was simply divine, carved by the gods themselves. She extended her hands, feeling the body that was locked with hers in an immoral act yesterday.

She hugged that broad chest, and tiptoed, bringing her face near his, wanting to be kissed, wanting to be embraced.

Rienhardt looked at her eyes which was being completely honest. If yesterday her mind was clouded by her urges and fever, then today she was asking it with a full clarity of mind.

A woman was asserting that he takes her right here and now. As a man, he had to respond to her. His arms wrapped around her soft, delicate waist, his face lowering to meet the woman’s lips in front of him.

SCHLLOP...

Quickly, their kiss turned into something more passionate and erotic. Filled with love for each other, their tongues entwined, fiercely sucking each other’s saliva.

At the same time, their hands continued to move around each other’s body, feeling their shape and massaging their pleasure spots.

"Unn... Unghh... Ahng♥" Verdia moaned, her body seeking more.

Reinahrdt’s hand expertly removed her dress and unhooked her black laced bra. Her undergarment dropped down to reveal two creamish white mounds of bewitching size and volume.