It was an eerie dark and tranquil night. As the door creaks open and a warm breath grazes your ear.

???: "Sigh... Damn it..."

A deep and warm voice tinged with a hint of danger, whispered close to you, sending your heart racing. You unconsciously winced and felt a strange hand remove your shirt, sliding downwards.

You: "Uh... You..."

The silhouette of a strong body pressed down on you and roughly goes up and down, messing around with your sensitive part. A faint chuckle comes out from him, amused by your vulnerability.

You: "Haah... Ugh..."

???: "The heat... Can you feel the heat through your shirt?"

Although you want to push him away, you start to feel overwhelmed with pleasure. You took hold of his arm and drew it closer to where pleasure comes. As if he had waited, his hand started to provoke.

???: "How bold. Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Due to the sudden rush of pleasure, your mind became hazy, and only now did you realize who the owner of that voice was.

You: "Crown Prince, Y-your Highness? Ah, ugh...!"

Before you can get a hold of yourself, something is caressing you below. It's like a déjà vu. Repeated one. Familiar heat. Inescapable.

From the moment you set foot in the royal palace, things began to go awry.

Adriel: "I thought I had warned you enough. As long as you're here, your fate is to be devoured without mercy. Over and over."

In the midst of his rough probing hands, a strange sense of excitement engulfed your entire body.