The Secret Private Life Of The Villainous Grand Duke

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Chapter 7

As if ridiculing her earnest wish, Lily arrived at the mansion and didn’t even receive a single glance from Moritz. When she arrived at the mansion, he was busy with piles of papers piled high in his study.

“Excuse me, Moritz…”

“Wait.”

It was a voice as cold as the midwinter air. Moritz spoke in a commanding tone, without even shifting his gaze to Lily.

At that, she stood at the door and waited patiently.

Feeling sad that she was ignored, she wanted to run out of the study immediately though Lily didn’t want to show something weird to the people who were outside the door of Kneis’ mansion. Eventually, he opened his mouth only after making her wait for nearly an hour.

“I heard you went to the Imperial Palace.”

“Did the rumor spread badly…?”

When she asked cautiously, Moritz glanced at her with indifferent eyes. The most important thing to him was the opinions of other people.

“It’s not like that. The Emperor brought it up first.”

When the word ‘Emperor’ came up, Lily shrugged her body. She was pricked in her conscience, and she couldn’t glance straight at Moritz as he was the one who was helping her connect with the Emperor.

“Last time, you ran away from the place you were best prepared for. So, what’s your plan, Lily?”

It was all undeniable facts, so she had no excuses.

She even went to the Imperial Palace without any plans. It was because she was feeling glum that he had left her in the bedroom alone like that. She shouldn’t have complained even if she was scolded for three days and three nights.

“That’s…”

“I don’t think my help was lacking.”

Clearly, Moritz’s help in ‘Moonique’s Night’ was perfect.

He helped Lily with both his mind and heart so that she could connect with the Emperor. It was different from the characters who helped her in a few other games, ruined things, or gave only useless advice, who didn’t help at all. Moritz was literally a real helper.

…Until he blew away the player’s head hotly.

“Just… I was a little nervous that day. I wondered if I could make any progress if I needed even a little bit of His Majesty’s attention—”

“You have a naive side, Lily. Guys like that tend to get bored of girls who follow them.”

“Then, what should I do…”

Moritz approached before Lily’s question was finished. He then grabbed Lily’s slender shoulder and smoothed it before backing away.

“…It’s a pretty expensive class, so you have to pay the tuition, right?”

As he lifted and lowered her little chin lightly with the tip of his finger, he stared into her tense eyes. After going back to his desk and sitting down, he opened his mouth again.

“Take it off, Lily.”

Moritz commanded with a smirk on his face.

Lily’s body was trembling. His threatening tone gave her a chill from her head to her toes. However, she couldn’t even tell if it was trembling with anticipation or from being overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

Nevertheless, what was certain was that her underside was getting wet with a single command from Moritz to take it off.

“Moritz…”

“Now.”

At that, she took off her clothes one layer at a time with quivering hands in front of him. As the thin slip from her dress was removed, revealing her bare breasts, she covered her upper body with her slender arms.

“You have to take it off.”

Moritz persisted, pointing to her little underwear. She blushed and hesitated, though took off her underwear and covered her secret place with her hand as she glanced at him.

“Come here, this is your seat.”

Saying so, the tip of his finger pointed to under his desk. Lily stared at him with a shocked face. Her head was spinning because of shame.

‘…Please.’

She hoped Moritz would take back his words.

Taking off all her clothes and telling her to go sit there, what is this…

To make matters worse for her, Moritz’s secretary, Paul, knocked on the door while she hesitated for this or that.

“Grand Duke, I’m coming in.”

“Yes, come in.”

Lily, grasping her situation, ran under the desk. As she went under the desk as soon as the door opened, Moritz sat with his legs wide apart so that she could sit between them and pulled his chair closer to the desk.

“I have been looking for the books of the Pax family for nearly ten years, the tax books of last year, and the entry and exit records of the Kretail… Are you listening?”

“I’m listening. Continue.”

As Moritz replied, he grabbed her hair and pulled her closer, smashing her face against the inside of his thighs. Because of this, Lily could feel the tight bulge above his pants. He wouldn’t make her do lewd things in front of other people, right…?

Lily, who was relieved, stiffened her body when his swollen front touched her cheek.

No wonder he told the person to come in… He was really thinking of doing it.

‘This person is…!’

Her jade-colored eyes filled with fear and anticipation. Shame dyed her cheeks red.

“It seems that it will take some time to find out, as the Pax family has cleverly disguised all the ledgers. You can check it out.”

The secretary Paul stood opposite Moritz and spread the ledger on the desk. Lily’s head went white as she heard a rustling right above her.

“This is going to be a long way to go.”

Leaning between his thighs, Lily didn’t know what to do so she didn’t move.

“There’s no record of large amounts of money, so it seems to be managed very thoroughly.”

Moritz, checking the ledger that Paul had opened, put one hand under the desk and pulled his pants. Then, he unbuckled his pants and pulled down his underwear. The hard, swollen p*nis bounced out like a spring as if waiting. He pulled his pants down and secured them, clasping Lily’s cheeks.

Lily, realizing what that meant, shut her mouth and shook her head. Seeing that, he shoved his thumb into her mouth and forced it apart.

“Suck it.”

“…What?”

Paul was bewildered at Moritz’s words and asked.

“No. You can keep going.”

He replied, staring into the ledger without a change of expression.

Lily was full of shame and fear if she was caught sucking his penis under the desk. She thought he might keep saying lewd things if she resisted like this, so she couldn’t help but wrap her mouth around him.

“Ugh…”

Her jaw ached from his flesh filling her mouth. If she paused for a moment, biting on the glans, Moritz would always grab her head and drive himself into her throat until it reached the inside of her throat.

After being beaten a few times, Lily, without his menacing gestures, stuffed his member into her mouth, rolled her tongue and sucked it.

“…Huuu.”

No matter how hard she tried not to make a sound, she got excited. Every time she sucked up the hot flesh, a rough breathing and a squeaky sound escaped.

Meanwhile, Moritz calmly received the report even with her hot mouth devouring his length.

Paul admired his perfect boss again and again. It had been a long time since he realized that he was doing a lewd act with someone he had hidden underneath. Although ignorant of what he already knew, Lily tried to please Moritz so as not to be caught by him.

“Hmm—”

Tilting his head crookedly, Moritz wrapped his arms around her warmly, he did not hate her mouth as it gently melted his lower body.

Though that, too, wasn’t enough.

Lily, who has never experienced sucking off a man, was clumsy in oral. Of course, she was cute. Nevertheless, the stimulation was too weak after they had a dark night like yesterday.

“It’s done. Go now, Paul.”

The name Paul felt familiar to Lily.

Paul was not one of the strangers in the Kneis mansion, but one of the male protagonists of Moonique’s Night. Obviously, she had no intention of going out and saying her greeting. She longed for him to get out of the study quickly so that she wouldn’t be caught like this.

“Why?”

Paul, the only son of Count Attensen’s family, was a playful man full of playfulness from head to toe.

“Do the math.”

At his words, Paul’s eyes twinkled.

Since Moritz had admitted it himself, he was free to bring it up. The next moment, so that the one under the desk couldn’t hear Paul, he scribbled on a blank piece of paper with the pen he was holding.

It was easy to recognize, but the writing was strangely crude.

[ Good? Skilled? ]

[ Not bad. ]

Despite the fact that it was a scribble of small chatter, Moritz wrote elegant and colorful cursive-like flowing letters. It was a font suitable for him, who was considered an elite among the elite.

[ Are you having fun alone? Let’s do it together. ]

[ Later. ]

At that answer, Paul was saddened and gathered the books before laying them out on one side of the desk. Normally, he would have readily accepted it, though it was suspicious that he asked to do it later. So he got even more curious.

Who the hell was it…?

As far as Moritz’s evaluation of ‘not bad’ came out, it meant that it exceeded expectations.

“You promised, later.”

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