The Tyrant's Pet

Chapter 383 What A Masterpiece

"So?" Aries was lying on her tummy, using her folded arms as her pillow. Her eyes fixed on Abel lying on his side, propping his temple against his knuckles. His other hand casually caressed her back.

"Is my situation that hopeless to render you to silence?" she asked when a minute of silence passed after informing him of her dilemma.

"No." Abel blinked ever so tenderly and shook his head.

"Then why are you so silent? I can't help but overthink."

"I was... amused, darling." He shrugged. "I can't help but wonder if you seduced me last night because you need me for this matter."

"Of course not. Goodness, my darling beloved. I love you." She frowned, fluttering her eyelashes coquettishly. But alas, her sweet reply only raised more suspicion.

"You're using me?"

"No... I'm not... how dare I...?"

Abel looked at her emotionlessly, noticing how she bit her tongue to suppress her teasing smile from resurfacing. But no matter how she tried to keep a sincere countenance, her eyes had always been so clear of her intention. She was teasing him... but he didn't mind.

"You shouldn't tease me, darling." He smacked his lips. "Unless, of course, you want me to hang you on the wall like a painting where I would tease you to frustration."

"But I'm not teasing you." Her frown deepened. "But why hang me on the wall like a painting?"

"So I can look at you while sitting in my chancery? And then say, that is god's masterpiece."

"Pfft--!" Aries bit her lower lip to suppress her laughter. "That sounds exciting."

"For you and me, maybe it was stimulating." He shrugged nonchalantly, moving closer to her to plant a kiss on her temple. "Want to try it today?"

She giggled, one eye closed. "Unfortunately, Your Majesty is not in Haimirich, but currently an ambitious Baron." Aries rolled slowly until her back was lying flat on the mattress while he crawled on top of her.

"An ambitious Baron who is quite... successful, I believe." He winked.

"And why is that?" Aries raised her chin, feeling his tatted, firm chest with her palm. "For being able to sleep with the mad crown princess?"

"Is there any other achievement worthy to call success in this place other than spending a night with the most stunning woman in the world?" He settled on top of her but watched his weight.

"That's a big word."

"But not a lie."

"You make me blush."

"I hope that made you feel ten years younger as well."

"It definitely did." She giggled, biting her lips, anticipation filling her eyes. "I feel like fifteen again. Thank you very much for bringing back my youth."

"You're welcome." Abel lowered his head and claimed her lips, while she snaked her arm over his shoulder.

"Your dilemma... I got it," he whispered into her mouth before parting lips with her. "Do you trust me?"

"What is your plan? If that is total destruction, I'll bite you."

"Now, that sounds tempting." He arched a brow and smirked. "Being bitten is akin to saying, fuck me from behind. But I guess you are aware of that already."

Another short giggle escaped her mouth. "I thought it'll mean I can enslave you for a day."

"Am I not considered a slave already?" he humored and chuckled with his lips closed, brushing the tip of his nose against hers. "My darling knew my weakness very well. After waking me up with good morning sex, you asked me to do a task, and I agreed because she was grinding her hips on me. I am so, so weak."

"My goodness, Abel. You are so dramatic."

"I should weep now that realization dawned on me."

"Come on... Sir Conan is the only one who will get disappointed. But I'll be happy."

Abel drew his head back, stretching his lips from ear to ear. His countenance was the complete opposite of his woes moments ago.

"This is why they say men are simpletons and women can destroy a nation just by whispering in their lover's ears every single night." He sighed. "Sex is a deadly weapon, that's for sure."

"Just tell me if you don't want to help me, so I can keep you in a safe box."

"A safe box called coffin? My, my... now I'm even more afraid of my life."

Aries giggled, securing her arms around his neck. "Stop stalling. Tell me. What should we do, Abel? As much as I hate it, I had to show up to certain people today."

"That is the main reason I am stalling. If I tell you what I am thinking, you'll leave me."

"Aww... will that make you sad?"

"No, it'll kill me." He frowned. "I don't want to share you... especially now."

"And this arc will not end if you change your mind now."

"Ugh... trust me, it will end overnight if I want to."

"But that is also another way of saying I worked hard for nothing."

"Dear Lord, she's so manipulative. I'm at a loss." Another sigh slipped past his lips, but she giggled in return. Abel traced her jaw with the apex of his nose, planting short and soft kisses on her ear.

Aries breathed out, stretching her neck to give him better access. She ran her fingertip over his back, knowing where this teasing would lead again. But she would happily go on another round of passion with him; she was obsessed. Just like him, Aries hated to part ways with him right now.

If only she could stay in his arms forever, she would. However, they were in the Maganti Empire. Not that she was afraid to get found out now, but they already had plans. Total destruction was not the goal. Her goal was to destroy Joaquin from the inside and take everything the crown prince worked so hard for.

All she needed was for Abel to tell her what rattled her wasn't a problem and it wasn't a hopeless case. In that case, she could improvise her plans. But with his hands feeling the outline of her body and his kisses, Aries was certain they would talk about it later.

But when Abel breathed in her ears, his deep, rasped voice tickled her. Her eyes, which were slowly clouding with lust, showed clarity as she listened to him.

"Oh?" her lips curled up into a smirk as her eyes fastened in amusement. "That simple?"