Chapter 82
Chapter 82. Heart-Pounding Summer Vacation!
It was a much stronger drink than she had thought. Henelone exhaled hot breath as it scratched her throat and went down her esophagus. She wiped her w*t lips with the back of her hand and thought of Milena’s words.
‘Listen carefully, Lady. Alcohol, lighting, subtle exposure, and skinship. Add a w*t woman to that, and you’re in for a total win.’
She was overwhelmed by a w*t man, so let’s put that aside, The soft crimson light and strong alcohol were perfect. Now all that was left was subtle exposure and skinship.
‘Exposure… hmm. Well, it’s too obvious and seductive. The chemise you’re wearing now is enough. But, here, a little more….’
Milena muttered with a serious face, and reached out and pulled her short puffed sleeves down. It was a moment when the chemise, who had been moderately cute and dull, looked as seductive as if it were a lie.
‘Since ancient times, men naturally look at things they don’t have. For example, slender shoulders, thin wrists with protruding wrist bones, softly fleshy br*asts. Or even concave waists, smooth legs, slender ankles, and other parts of a woman’s body.’
Henelone, recalling Milena’s confident words, slowly put her hand inside her shawl and pulled the sleeve down below her shoulder. It had been down before she went up to the third floor, but it seemed to have rolled up a little while she was moving.
Henelone, who had been fidgeting with her hand inside the thick shawl, awkwardly looked at the fireplace and muttered.
“…I guess it’s still summer. It’s a little… hot because I’m in front of the fire.”
The shawl that had slid down her shoulder landed on the couch. Henelone, ignoring the gaze that was reaching her, moistened her dry lips with her tongue and tilted the glass in her hand.
Gulp.
The two bodies tense up at the strangely loud sound of her drinking.
“Haa…….”
The hot breath escaped her involuntarily as the flames passed through her esophagus. Henelone’s cheeks flushed as she swallowed all the whiskey in her glass with just two sips.
His gaze, fixed on her moist and shiny lips, slowly moved past her slender jawline and settled on her white nape.
His eyes had been tenaciously scanning her sunken collarbone and prominent shoulder blades. They turned to her chemise, which was soaked with moisture from her w*t hair and revealed a subtle apricot color.
The man’s eyes, familiar with the color of her plump chest and her prominent peak, sank cloudily. The veins in his hand holding the glass bulged.
“…You’re w*t.”
“Oh, I just got out of the shower…….”
“You should dry yourself thoroughly. You might sneeze like earlier.”
Heinz muttered in a low voice, rubbing his hair that was matted with moisture with his rough fingertips. The low tone that echoed throughout the room sent chills down the back of his neck.
Henelone glanced down at the hand that was secretly brushing her exposed shoulder as she disguised it as combing her w*t hair. She answered with her eyes that were trembling slightly.
“…You’re w*t too.”
‘The important thing here is the s*xual signal. The subtle seduction that you want him. Since your chest is your strong point, it would be good to emphasize that.’
But how should she emphasize her chest? She pulled her sleeves down below her shoulders, slightly revealing the deep furrow of her upper chest. Other than that she had no idea what else to do.
Should I just take off my clothes? Or spill my drink?
She looked down at the glass in her hand, but it was already empty because she had been sipping it because of the tension. The eyes that had been anxiously groping the air with embarrassment soon sparkled with some kind of determination.
‘… Let’s spill it. I’ll just pour it over.’
Pretending to be a mistake, pouring alcohol on my chest… and taking off my clothes… clothes? Or just my front…? I don’t know!
Henelone, who had her eyes tightly shut, raised her empty glass and shouted.
“A-alcohol! Give me more alcohol…!”
“….Hm.”
Heinz, who stopped at Henelone’s shout, lifted the bottle of alcohol on the table and tilted it over the glass. The amber l*quid flowed out through the spout of the bottle.
Henelone glanced at her trembling hands, which were extremely nervous. She opened her mouth with an embarrassed smile.
“Ahaha… Strange. Why are my hands like this… Ak!”
Clatter.
The glass slipped from her hand and rolled past Heinz’s feet on the thick carpet with a dull noise. Henelone screamed inwardly as she saw the red carpet turning dark red.
‘I didn’t mean to spill it there!’
Heinz quickly reached for the glass that had rolled under the table. But Henelone’s hand, which had hurriedly gone under the sofa, picked up the glass first.
Henelone, who was holding back tears at the broken atmosphere, was quietly frustrated. Her hand that had touched the whiskey-soaked floor was getting w*t, but this awkwardly quiet atmosphere was even more bothersome.
Henelone, her eyebrows furrowed sullenly, looked at Heinz and apologized.
“I’m sorry. The carpet got all w*t…….”
However, her mouth, unable to finish speaking due to the red eyes looking down at her, slowly closed.
She was on her knees, thinking of picking up the glass, and before she knew it, she was between the man’s legs. His magnificent body was casting a large shadow over Henelone’s face.
Above the man’s face, which was deeply shadowed by the crimson light, his red eyes persistently groped Henelone’s face. She was lying under his feet, and then his eyes moved down to her chin.
‘Chest….’
