Carlosâs hands were shaking. He hasnât seen Amelia for three days. She hadnât even eaten with Carlos and stayed confined to her room. Reinkel looked at the restless Carlos and wondered, âWho could ever see him as a man who tortured a neighboring countryâs general and imprisoned his own mother?â
âYour Majesty.â
âShut it.â
Carlos looked at Reinkel.
âYou said you would devote your life to me. I stopped you from committing suicide, and you said those words to me with your own mouth! You who said you would give your life for me!â
Murderous intent could be seen on Carlosâ features. Seeing this, Reinkel said calmly.
âIf you order me to take my own life even now, I will do whatever it takes.â
âCrazy guy. You think I wonât be able to give you those orders, right?â
Carlos cursed instead of answering. Reinkel lifted his head at Carlosâ nervousness.
âThe relationship would not have improved if His Majesty had not said anything.â
âIt couldnât have been worse! Just like right now.â
Reinkel sighed at Carlosâs words.
âYour Majesty is still a child who can only shoot bows like you did back then.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âNow Elliot Butler is dead, and Your Majesty is Miss Laszloâs husband. You practically forced her to do it, but anyway.â
âThen? Whatâs wrong with that? Are you trying to accuse me of forcing her to be my wife?â
âI donât mean to criticize. Rather, Your Majesty has objectively saved her.â
ââŚI did.â
âNow stop hating yourself. Canât you move forward a little bit?â
ââŚâŚ.â
âListen to me. The Miss Amelia who I know and Miss Amelia who you like are the same person.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âAnd the Miss Amelia I know will not loathe Your Majesty, nor will she accuse you of such a thing.â
A vague emotion passed through Reinkelâs eyes, but Carlos didnât notice it.
ââŚâŚ.â
âDidnât you like her because she was that kind of person? How about trusting yourself?â
âThis is why I hate you.â
âIf you donât like it, order suicide.â
âI will definitely order it sometime.â
At Reinkelâs resolute words, Carlos responded coldly and stood up. After a momentâs hesitation, he finally made his way to Ameliaâs room. He was at first bewildered and knocked on Ameliaâs room unconditionally, but he should have thought first about how surprised she must have been now that he belatedly was struggling with it.
ââŚâŚ.â
ââŚâŚ.â
He stopped in his tracks. He and Amelia faced each other in the hallway and stopped walking. She stood facing Carlos with eyes wide open. The quick-witted Reinkel disappeared with all the escort knights and attendants. In the hallway alone, Amelia said with her head bowed with an awkward expression.
âGreetings, Your Majesty.â
Carlosâs eyes fluttered at the word âYour Majestyâ. He eventually became Carlos, then Your Majesty again. This was not good.
âAmelia.â
ââŚYour Majesty, I apologize in advance.â
âIâm sorry, AmeliaâŚâ
Was she about to leave? Was she telling him to let her go? Before he could finish speaking, Carlos felt warmth in his body. Amelia hugged him. Amelia said as Carlos opened his eyes wide.
âSorry. I didnât even recognize you when you were right in front of me.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âYou couldâve forgotten. But Your Majesty, for someone like me, you kept suffering and remembered me.â
Ameliaâs words brought tears to his eyes.
âThank you. Thank you very much, Your Majesty.â
ââŚAmelia.â
As soon as he heard this from Amelia, the weeping and tears welled up. But Carlos couldnât show tears because he would look weak. He struggled to suppress the tears that were welling up in his red eyes. The reason he lived through such painful memories may be because he wanted to hear these words.
âCarl, Carl⌠How stupid I was.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI thought you were dead. Dead. Thank you so much for being alive.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âThank you for being alive, Carl.â
Then, tears began to flow from Carlosâs eyes. Then Amelia smiled and wiped away his tears.
Oh, I can cry.
Reassured, Carlos quietly embraced Amelia and wept. Even his sobs began to leak out. Facing each otherâs wounds, they hugged each other for a long time.
An awkward silence settled between them. Carlos and Amelia sipped their tea without saying a word.
âAmelia.â
The hand holding the teacup trembled.
âAre you uncomfortable with me?â
Amelia didnât know how to answer the question he posed with hesitation.
âWell, itâs uncomfortable, because of what happened.â
For Carlos, he was forced to hold her, so he always felt guilty towards her. It felt as if he was the same as Durante.
First of all, Reinkel was right. She didnât loathe or accuse Carlos.
She was delighted to know that he was alive. But thatâs all there was to it. It would be unreasonable to regard him as a husband or a man. Carlos thought sullenly.
âNo, Carl, no, Carlos, no His Majesty⌠Thatâs not it.â
ââŚI have multiple titles now, so I canât tell them apart, Amelia.â
âThat, that⌠Itâs complicated for me.â
âWhatâs complicated?â
âIs it just Carl, Carlos or His MajestyâŚâ
âAll three are me.â
âYes, all three is Your Majesty.â
âThen canât you just call me Carl?â
ââŚâŚ.â
âIf you donât like it, even CarlosâŚâ
âAhâŚâŚ.â
Carlos said as Amelia covered her face with her hands.
âNo no! Itâs okay, Amelia. I was careless. You can call me Your Majesty. No, it doesnât matter what name you call it.â
Now, they were the emperor and a candidate for the empress, but considering that they were as comfortable towards each other as an older sister and younger brother, there was a little vagueness about what kind of relationship they should have in the future. Of course, only Amelia thought so.
The gap between the boy Carl and the man she likes. The man she liked was, after all, a young boy whom she had considered her brother. Amelia let out a sigh.
âNineteen years oldâŚâ
ââŚWhat? Amelia, what is this?â
âNineteen-years-old andâŚâ
âWhat the hell is thatâŚâ
âYour Majesty, I hate myself. Your Majesty is nineteen years old⌠How can I?â
âAmelia, are you saying Iâm nineteen now?â
âArenât you?â
âAre you sure you donât know my age?â
âYou were thirteen when I met you. Itâs been six years since then, so youâre 19, arenât you?â
Carlos sighed.
âI disguised my age back then. Now Iâm not 19, but 21. But so what if I really was nineteen? Ordinary men would be willing to take a woman ten years younger than them as their wife, so shouldnât that be the case as well here?â
ââŚâŚ.â
âAmelia, did you not hear about my age during your lessons?â
âI heard it. I heard⌠But CarlâŚâ
âI think you forgot because you were so confused, but I am the age you were told during those lessons.â
ââŚSo do you mean that I treated a person who was only three years younger than me as a thirteen-year-old child?â
ââŚâŚ.â
She let her guards down in front of a kid, whom she thought was thirteen. Carlâs face was so cute that Amelia sometimes hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.
ââŚI had been very rude to a grown-up.â
Amelia lowered her head with a red face. Carlos couldnât keep up with Ameliaâs thoughts. What the hell was she thinking about? Amelia sighed and said.
âYour Majesty, let me tell you first.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI have no resentment against Your Majesty for what Your Majesty did to me there six years ago.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âReally. How can I resent Your Majesty?â
âBut Amelia, I am, soâŚâ
âDid you feel pleasure in holding me?â
ââŚâŚ.â
Carlos could not answer Ameliaâs direct question. He just avoided Ameliaâs gaze.
âWith that in mind, I felt the pleasure of being hugged by Durante. And I mean that in a dirty manner.â
ââŚYouâre not dirty, Amelia.â
âYes, Your Majesty. If I am not dirty, I have no reason to criticize Your Majesty. Whether you take the drug or not take the drug, it was inevitable. Your Majesty is too good for me to blame you for that.â
âBut Amelia, are you really fine? Even if you donât resent me, obviouslyâŚâ
âOf course, itâs not that I wasnât hurt.â
Amelia also had a lot of worries. Durante made Elliot hold her, and forced Carlos to hold her. Itâs not that she wasnât hurt by it. She was ashamed. She shuddered just thinking about that moment.
âBut itâs not Your Majestyâs fault.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âRather, I decided to think that it was fortunate that it hurts.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI canât hold on to it and be in pain forever. I will stop hurting now.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âYour Majesty is here.â
Amelia smiled. Carlos realized that it was the smile of the woman he had loved when he was a boy. She looked easygoing, and even seemed happy. Carlosâs face turned red. He was still a boy who was thrilled by Ameliaâs glances, gestures, and smiles.
âAmelia.â
âThank you so much for trying so hard for me.â
Hearing that thanks, Carlosâs emotions surged. Efforts in the past have been rewarded. Carlos couldnât stand the joy.
Again, Sir Reinkel was right. Either way, he did a great job. He smiled softly, hiding his displeasure. It was then.
âSo you can stop trying now.â
ââŚYes?â
If it had not been for Ameliaâs words, Carlos would never have been happy with a fuller heart.
âThank you for deliberately making me a candidate for the position of Empress. Thank you for working hard to restore my dignity.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âBut, Your Majesty, you have done nothing wrong. So it is not right to risk your whole life to marry me.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âYour Majesty has a better womanâŚâ
âSo you want me to look for another woman?â
He tried not to do that, but a sarcastic voice leaked out. The warm atmosphere between the two disappeared, leaving only the air cold as ice.
ââŚHaa.â
Carlos let out a heavy sigh. Amelia looked at him worriedly.
âYour Majesty.â
âEven if I did, I mean⌠You mean you donât know?â
ââŚWhat?â
Without answering Carlos, he strode to Amelia, who was sitting across from him. He took her hand and lifted Amelia up. As he took one more step, Amelia took a step back because the distance had grown too close. Then he came closer. They moved like playing tag, and then her back touched the wall.
âAmelia, canât you just think simply? I like Amelia.â
ââŚItâs probably just a feeling of guilt. Think about it. I think Your Majestyâs feelings of guilt for me are so great that you have mistaken it for affection.â
Amelia calmly offered the answer, as if it was the expected question. Carlos cried out, unable to contain the surging rage.
âHow well do you know my feelings!â
âYour Majesty.â
âAmelia Laszlo! You know my feelings Donât be ridiculous! If you know, you shouldnât treat it so lightly!â
Carlos, who had always been so tender, shuddered without reason.
âGuilt? Guilt? Wouldnât it be great if it was a feeling of guilt? Huh? Amelia, do you really think I did this out of guilt?â
ââŚâŚ.â
âYou donât even know when I started liking you! Without knowing how I was there, standing next to you! You said you liked Sir Reinkel!â
ââŚâŚ.â
âSince when did you know my heart so well? Donât be ridiculous!â
Carlos shouted as he grabbed her by the shoulders. Tears welled up in the furious golden eyes. It was a desperate cry. Shocked, Amelia saw Carlosâs rationality shattering. Recognizing Ameliaâs expression belatedly, Carlos hastily apologized.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry. I surprised you.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âIâm upset that Amelia doesnât know how I feel.â
Still, when Ameliaâs expression did not change, Carlos bowed his head. His hand fell helplessly from her shoulder.
âDo you hate being by my side?â
Carlosâs voice had no energy. Amelia said as she looked at his face.
âNo.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI was just a little surprised. I canât believe Your Majesty has liked me even further back.â
ââŚI had a hunch that you didnât know, but you really didnât know anything.â
âYes, I didnât know. Had I knownâŚâ
âIf you had known, Amelia wouldnât have come to me.â
âYes. Because I had a fiancĂŠ.â
ââŚI love you so much I could die.â
Carlos smiled bitterly. As Amelia saw this, she felt her heart resonate somewhere. She felt so sorry for this sad manâs heart, so she wanted to embrace him. So she decided to be a little more honest.
âAre you saying that even though I suffered such a thing in front of Your Majesty, you still continued to like me?â
âYes.â
âThen, is it Your Majestyâs greed to make me Empress and not to atone for past sins?â
Carlosâs heart seemed to sink at the piercing words. As the emperor, there were many ways to pay for her sins. However, having her as the âempressâ was of courseâŚ
âYes, it is my greed.â
At Carlosâs words, Amelia put on a disappointed expression. But as soon as she smiled brightly, she began to burst into laughter.
âAmelia!â
With that cheerful smile contrasting with Carlosâ seriousness, Carlos called Ameliaâs name as if scolding her. But she didnât stop laughing at him for a while.
âIs it so grandiose? Or is it funny because itâs a boyâs determination?â
At Carlosâ sharp words, Amelia shook her head. He tried to get angry, but as he saw the tears in Ameliaâs eyes, he winced.
This was it, it was this. The reason why Amelia became the empress, that left her in dismay for days. As soon as she found out who Carlos was, she thought, âThen, it seems that the good boy wanted to atone by giving her the status of the number one woman in the countryâ. It broke her heart.
But this was spun by Carlosâ greed.
âItâs great. Itâs such a great thing that Iâm nervous about it.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âYour Majesty is greedy for me, so I am truly a happy woman.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âBecause of my guilt, I thought you were risking your life to take responsibility for me⌠It was unbearable.â
ââŚWhat does that mean?â
âItâs that, I mean, I like Your Majesty.â
ââŚAh.â
Carlosâs face turned red. A twinkling light flashed in his golden eyes. He could not sympathize with Ameliaâs feelings like this. Great. It was so great that she was feeling nervous. Thatâs what he heard right?
âIâve liked Your Majesty from the day you said I wasnât a dirty woman, and from the day you lit up my dark world.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI was so sad to learn that Your Majesty had welcomed me as the Empress because you had a plan. But it turns out you liked me for a long time. You said you were greedy for me. I am so happy to know this now.â
âI revealed so.â
Amelia furrowed her eyebrows at Carlosâs small voice.
âBut you lied to me! You said you saw me at the Imperial ball. I mean, itâs the first time Iâve been to the palace. So, how can I believe that you fell in love with me?â
âAhâŚâ
Carlos gave a blank expression.
âSorry. I said I liked you without a proper explanation, so I guess thatâs what you thought.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âBut it is true. I liked you so much I couldnât stand it.â
Carlos said he liked her, and gently brought his face closer. Amelia grinned and she waited for his lips to come close, yet she suddenly pushed his lips away.
âAmelia?â
Carlos called her name with a puzzled expression.
âIâm sorry, Your Majesty. It is true that I love and like Your Majesty.â
âThen.â
âBut I still feel guilty. The Carl in my mind is a child. So the man I like and the young Carl are mixed together and itâs confusing me.â
âBoth are me.â
âAnd now I can see Carlos.â
âSo, you like me when you donât know anything, but you donât like Carl?â
âItâs not that I hate Carl, heâs like a younger brother. To do something like this with a brotherâŚâ
âDamn it, Amelia, we sleptâslept together!â
ââŚâŚ.â
Ameliaâs face hardened at Carlosâ words full of resentment. Carlos realized his mistake and his face turned blue. Even though he knew Amelia had wounds, he went ahead of his mind and made that mistake. Like when seeing Amelia when they were reunited and trying to hold her, unable to overcome his excitement.
Werenât their wounds caused by that forced affair? But how can he say thatâŚ
âIâm sorry, Your Majesty, Iâll go out.â
ââŚâŚ.â
Amelia said with her head bowed. Carlos had no intention of grabbing Amelia. He wished he had one more hand. Because he wanted to beat himself very much. He told her not to act childish, and he acted the most childish.
Why did he say thatâŚ
He was not satisfied with just being called Your Majesty for the rest of his life, so now he was babbling like this. The atmosphere was bad.
âCrazy.â
He lashed out at himself. Of course, even those words were not enough to express his foolishness.
âAmelia, are you sleeping?â
Carlos entered the bedroom very quietly. Fortunately, Amelia was now sleeping in the emperorâs bedroom, not her own. Across the dark room, Carlos walked over to Amelia, who was lying on the bed.
âAmelia, Iâm sorry about earlier.â
ââŚâŚ.â
Amelia lay on her back and said nothing. Her silence was more frightening. He looked at Ameliaâs back and sighed.
âAmelia?â
ââŚâŚ.â
As he grabbed Amelia by the shoulders and pulled, Amelia turned over so easily. Amelia, who lay in front of him, was sleeping.
ââŚâŚ.â
This time Carlos looked at Amelia without a word. He went back and forth between the rest of heaven and hell, but seeing her sleeping comfortably made him antsy, but when he looked at her sleeping in his own bed, that feeling quickly faded. If she sleeps here all the time, that means she doesnât hate him very much. He realized Ameliaâs thoughts, and lay beside her and looked at her Amelia.
It was as if she had just returned to the imperial palace. Carlos looked at her face, stroked her hair gently, and then slept beside her. When he wakes up in the morning, he thinks he will be able to see her face for the first time.
But Carlosâs expectation that he would see her face in the morning was wrong.
Carlos was suddenly awakened by a hand fumbling around himself. Even after waking up, Carlos thought, âSomething isnât rightâ. The feeling of unbuttoning his shirt was dirty. Besides, putting the hands on his shirt and his bare chest is even more so. He was about to open his eyes, then realized something about it and opened his eyes very slightly. Because he realized that there was only one person who would do this to him. It was Amelia to whom he opened his eyes to see with a blurred gaze. Why is AmeliaâŚ?
Realizing that Amelia was doing something like this, the touch no longer felt repulsive. Carlos thought, âLetâs see what Amelia is going to do,â and accepted the touch. Her hand gently stroked his chest. And his stomach. As he closed his eyes and embraced the touch, he felt a strange sensation.
âWhat the hell is she going to do with this?â
Carlos tried to dispel the feeling, but the thought of her touching his own body could not quell his excitement. Thanks to this, the pillar between his legs began to stiffen.
âOh!â
Perhaps Amelia felt it too, and she let out a small yelp. He couldnât take it anymore, so Carlos slowly got up and wanted to ask her what she was doing. But for a moment, he was so stiff that he almost made a sound like, âHuhk.â Because her hand was now stroking his manhood.
She gently caressed the area under his pants. Before his reason could be broken, he grabbed Ameliaâs hand and opened her eyes.
âAmelia, what are you doing?â
âKyaa! Your Majesty!â
In fact, it was he, not Amelia, who should have screamed.
ă Damn it, Amelia, we sleptâslept together! ă
ă Damn it, Amelia, we sleptâslept together! ă
At Carlosâ words, she finally realized what had happened to her. Fortunately, Amelia was so shocked by Carlosâ words that the âwounds from her pastâ that Carlos was worried about didnât really hurt her. It was a different issue that shocked her.
Yes, this happened. With the emperor, with Carlos, with Carlâshe slept with him. Except for that forced relationship at that time, she seduced Carl and slept with him.
âOh my gosh.â
When she slept with him, he clearly felt like a full-fledged man, and that was Carl. Even though their age difference was actually lesser than she thought, to her, Carl was a child. He had grown enough to sleep with her. He was the man whose body had become one with hersâhe was the man she has fallen in love with.
Confused, Amelia went to the bedroom and found it difficult to organize her thoughts. Not knowing she was in Carlosâs bedroom, her mind continued to be in turmoil, but she soon fell asleep.
After a while, she woke up. She almost yelpedâCarlos was sleeping next to her. Because the maids led her here so naturally, she fell asleep without feeling any discomfort.
She looked at Carlos sleeping next to her. Very handsome. His features carried not only this handsomeness, but also a certain beauty. How can a person be so beautiful? Amelia remembered that the man with his eyes closed, lying down with her was âCarlâ. She looked intently into Carlâs face. The freckles on his face disappeared, and his eyes changed too. Because of that, she would not have been able to recognize Carl properly. Whatâs more, his body has grown like thisâŚ
Amelia remembered the hot night they had shared. Things like the comfort she felt in his firm chest when his big arms embraced herâŚ
Did Carl really grow up like that? She was curious. A baggy shirt was visible under the duvets. After thinking for a while, she unbuttoned the shirt and touched his chest. Feeling the tight chest, she was startled. Her hand brushed Carlosâs abdomen. As she felt his tight abs, she couldnât help but remember that Carl had a masculine, attractive body. AndâŚ
âOh!â
She only touched it a little, but why? She was startled to see that Carlâs pants had swelled up. Carlos was excited about these little touches, or even before that, even while he was sleeping. She carelessly caressed the protruding part.
âAmelia, what are you doing?â
âAhhh! Your Majesty!â
Amelia screamed unknowingly. She thought he was sleeping! Her face heated up. Carlos turned to look at his manhood, which was unquestionably aroused, then he looked back at Amelia while grinning.
âWant to do it?â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI want to do it.â
âN, no, thatâŚâ
âWhat, you want me to heat me up as much as I can hold back?â
Carlos sat up. Amelia downward at Carlosâ body. She wanted to realize that the boy was a man. She swallowed a gulp and also sat up, then she went over Carlos to straddle him, looking down into his eyes. Carlos looked up at her with a smile on his drowsy face as he had just woken up from his sleep. Her heart was pounding at the sight.
âCan you do this to Carl, who is like a younger brother? Thatâs what you said, but your actions are quite provocativeâŚâ
Carlosâs tone was calm, but that part of him that could be felt between her legs wasnât. At this, she blushed.
âCarl, I want to feel that you are a man.â
ââŚâŚ.â
Carlos looked up at her without saying a word for a moment. Then he grabbed her by the waist, lifted his own upper body, and kissed her.
âIf you say that you want to feel that Iâm a man, I canât really stand still.â
âCarl.â
âHm? Now Iâm going crazy.â
Carlosâs hand ran through her thin pajamas. He untied the shoulder straps, revealing the soft bare body. He fondled her breasts as if it was natural. As her nipples hardened, he licked one with his tongue.
âMmhhâŚâ
Amelia did not push him away and she accepted his caresses. His lips, which had been playing on the tip of her nipples, went up and began to tickle just above her chest, her collarbone and her neck. He whispered, biting her earlobe.
âWhy, is it okay to do this with someone whoâs like a younger brother to you?â
âYour Majesty.â
âDonât tell me to stop again. Youâve always been a woman to me since long ago, Amelia, and you still tell me that I am still a young boy.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI will covet only you, AmeliaâŚâ
âMmhh!â
Then he bit her neck again, making Ameliaâs body shudder slightly. One hand began to trace the secret area between Ameliaâs legs. As his middle finger touched her most sensitive bud, a fountain began to form there, as if saliva was pooling.
âHaa.â
âAre you excited? Then it would be niceâŚâ
The middle finger, which had been quivering for a while, went inside her. She flinched as she wrapped her arms around his neck and felt his fingers rubbing against the walls of her secret place
âDonât you think youâre biting the finger of someone whoâs like your younger brother too tight?â
âCar, Carl!â
âWhy?â
Despite the natural question, her body just trembled. Another finger came in and poked the sensitive area inside. The squelching sound turned into blatant splashes of fluids. Seeing the lustrous liquid between her legs, Carlos smiled and took off his shirt. His heated body was exposed under the shirt. It was the body of a man who she was attracted to.
âDid you want to touch me that much?â
He took Ameliaâs hand and placed it on his chest. And as he thrusted into her, he hugged her waist. So their secret places met, and while holding his manhood in his hand, he pulled her down.
âMmmm!â
It was difficult to sit while accepting his manhood. However, contrary to her heart, her entrance was already so aroused that she could happily accept the manhood. Incomparable to his fingers, it was tight and satisfying at the same time. When she couldnât move her body, he moved his waist slightly. That alone was stimulating, she gasped and exhaled sharply.
âGo even crazier. Itâs always unfair that Iâm the one to do this.â
He murmured, biting her earlobe.
âMmh, hnngh, uhng!â
For a long time, they were absorbed in these actions. He eventually knocked her over her back, and Amelia wrapped her arms around his neck and groaned at him, her waist shivering from the pleasure he gave her. As she looked into the pleasure-drenched, ecstatic gold eyes, she felt herself more excited by it.
Sheâs the only one who can make this man this way.
The desire to monopolize entered her mind, and the satisfaction she had about his focus being solely on her became joy, and she finally became his woman and struggled with the pleasure.
âAaaack!â
âKugh!â
Finally, his movements became stronger and he climaxed. She trembled at the lingering afterglow of this immense pleasure.
Carlos seemed satisfied with the sweat she saw, and he kissed her forehead, cheek, and nose. Even in the weary state, she smiled and accepted the kiss, occasionally kissing him back briefly.
âHow is it?â
âYes?â
âDo I feel like a man to you now?â
At this she realized that Carlos was quite persistent.
âIs it that important?â
âVery important.â
âYou said we slept together. We slept together even now. Isnât this the answer?â
Carlos smiled contentedly at Ameliaâs words and nodded his head. Then he hugged her by the waist and rested his head on her shoulders.
âI love you.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI love you so much, Amelia. This isnât the kind of weak affection that youâre worried about.â
He was lying further down so Amelia could see him looking up at her. His eyes twinkled with enthusiasm. Maybe she was obsessed with those golden eyes. Looking into those two puppy-like eyes, she felt the loveliness.
âSo do I, Carl.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI really love you, too.â
Hearing that, Carlos smiled brightly. The face that smiled at her as if he was happier than ever, she also looked at it and smiled.
It was then.
âCarl?â
âWait.â
The hand stroking her butt was somehow strange. As she flinched, Carlos said.
âShall we sleep together one more time?â
âYes?â
âYouâre speaking respectfully at me again. Isnât that because you canât tell if Iâm a man or a younger brother?â
âNo, thatâs not itâŚâ
âIâll make it clear today.â
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âAhhn, Carl!â
Feeling that his length was already up, he pulled her back and entered her once again.
âMmmhh!â
When Carlos kissed her again, she responded positively to the kiss, too. She could already feel the excitement just by kissing him.
Until dawn, Carlos held her again and again. Like a person who rages at her in heat, he was faithful to his own desires. As Amelia fell asleep, she decided not to use the word âbrotherâ to describe him again. He was a man, not a younger brother.