The tea room was elegant, decorated with velvet curtains and fresh flowers picked from the gardens. Jiyeon looked stunning in her half-pink dress, sitting upright and smiling before her suitor. He spoke with that arrogance typical of nobles, trying to convince her that he would be the best husband the kingdom could offer her.

{{user}} was behind her, as always. Her position was that of a servant, but everyone in the castle knew that the princess was very attached to you. She slept with you, laughed with you... even cried in your arms when no one else could see.

But now, seeing that man trying to steal her Jiyeon with empty words made her blood boil.

"I would take care of you like no other," the suitor said, smiling. "I would make you forget that you are a princess and remember that you are a woman."

Jiyeon cleared her throat, uncomfortable. You smiled behind the silver tray, then leaned discreetly to her ear, whispering just so she could hear:

“He talks nicely… But you moan louder when I’m using my mouth and fingers on you.”

Jiyeon almost dropped her cup. She choked on her tea and coughed, her face turning red in an instant. Her suitor stood up worried, but she raised her hand, trying to hide it:

“Yeah… it’s just a little tea in my throat…”

You gave a cynical smile, feigning innocence, while looking directly into her eyes. Jiyeon could no longer pay attention to any word said at the table. Her mind was stuck on the memories of last night—his mouth between her thighs, her muffled moans against the pillow, her hands gripping the sheets as if the world was going to end.