The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

Lor woke up from his sleep and was surprised to find his body immersed in water. The warm feeling was brought to him by the hot water.

It is an open-air pool.

There was mist all around, rose petals floating on the water, and the pool was filled with a fascinating fragrance.

Lor twitched his nose slightly and found that the source of the smell was actually...

Yourself.

This is the smell of Amor's tears. I must have taken too many drugs. The drug effect cannot be dissolved and is evaporating from the surface of my skin...

But I didn't seem to feel anything unusual, nor did my body feel hot and unbearable.

Was it Miss Yasha who helped me alleviate the effects of the medicine?

Lor recalled the scene in his dream. He was lying there in a daze, and Miss Yasha was massaging him. She seemed to have said something, but now he couldn't remember it at all.

Everything is as blurry as a bubble.

But Miss Yasha was good…she really helped me alleviate the effects of the medicine.

If Miss Yasha hadn't helped me alleviate the effects of the medicine, I would have become uncontrollably obsessed with Ilandani.

Thinking of this, Lor suddenly felt that Miss Yasha was trustworthy and worthy of reliance, and he seemed to have an indescribable feeling towards her in his heart.

"Ms. Yasha."

"what happened?"

The hoarse voice sounded extremely familiar to Lor.

"No, it's okay..."

Lor didn't know what was wrong with him. He thought that he was bathing in the pool and Miss Yasha might be looking at him.

Her pretty little face seemed to be on fire.

Lor stretched his slender white arms out of the water, lifting up a few rose petals. The mist added a sense of dreaminess to the scene of a beautiful woman bathing.

My hands are so white and tender...

Lor stared at his arms in a daze. His skin was glistening with moisture and more delicate than rose petals. It looked like water could be squeezed out with a slight pinch.

Looking down, I saw the blurry reflection of my beautiful face in the water.

Can people be so beautiful?

He knew from a very young age that he was very handsome, especially in the female-dominated world of Rose Continent, where his appearance perfectly matched the mainstream aesthetic of beauty based on gentleness.

But at the beginning, although he was more handsome and beautiful than ordinary people, he did not have such flawless skin and face.

It's probably because although Lor was very cute and pretty when he was a child, with tender skin and a delicate appearance, he was generally still within the range that humans can achieve.

Instead of being like it is now, with a kind of captivating magical beauty.

It is rumored that Miss Yasha is called the goddess of beauty because her incarnation can reveal the most beautiful appearance in anyone's heart.

This is a kind of spiritual power. Once anything crosses the line, it will become extraordinary.

The same is true of beauty.

So when did it start?

Since when did my body and appearance begin to transform and grow, unknowingly crossing the boundaries of mortals?

Was it after signing the contract with Miss Yasha that he was influenced by the power of the "Goddess of Beauty"?

Was it after taking Aphrodisiac and using incense for a long time under the control of my aunt and Anne?

Or maybe he was parasitized by the offspring of the moth mother, or he took Amor's tears these days...

Something had happened to my body that made beauty cross the line.

Lor didn't know the reason, and he bathed alone in the pool for a while. Not only did his skin not become wrinkled due to the long soaking, but it became more hydrated and plump.

After a long time, Lor got up and left the pool.

Silk scarves and bathrobes were placed thoughtfully by the pool. After wiping his body, Lor put on the bathrobe. His white and slender legs were exposed. He stepped on the ground barefoot, leaving wet footprints.

Approaching the corridor closest to the pool, a maid in black was standing respectfully at the entrance. Seeing Lor coming in a bathrobe, she lowered her head respectfully, not daring to look directly at the Grand Duke's man.

Lor didn't care and walked straight through the corridor. The maid's behavior indicated that this road would lead to where Ilandani was.

An open-air garden, and the pool where we just bathed is also in the garden. Along the way, there are gems with various colors of light dotted around, providing some lighting.

Even if one corner of the garden is covered by messy thorns, the original exquisite layout of the garden can still be seen.

Yilandani was sitting in the pavilion in the garden at this time, looking at the scenery with a wine glass in one hand.

As if sensing Lor's approach, he turned his head slightly.

The young man had just come out of the bath, his waist-length black hair was still wet. He carefully came to the outside of her pavilion. Ilandani's eyes stayed on his delicate little feet, and after a while she looked at the young man's blushing face.

"Has Kitty finished washing herself?"

"Master..." As if feeling Ilandani's scrutinizing gaze, Lor lowered his head shyly and looked at his toes.

"Come and sit down." Yilandani said lightly.

Lor was startled when he heard this, but he seemed to remember something in his mind.

"...Ilandani is not a good person. You can deceive her and seduce her, but this is just a sacrifice for her to give you more medicine. You don't love her."

Medicine, sacrifice...

Lor seemed to understand something suddenly and made some kind of decision. He walked closer boldly, leaned sideways and sat directly on Ilandani's legs. He put his soft and boneless hands around her neck and looked at Ilandani with affectionate eyes.

Ilandani only felt a faint fragrance lingering in her heart, and the desire that had been suppressed was rekindled. She took the opportunity to pull the boy into her arms.

"My little kitty, what do you want to do?"

Ilandani put the wine glass down casually and gently slid her fingertips across the boy's blushing face.

"...I want to serve you, can I?" The young man said timidly, but his eyes were charming and every blink could touch people's hearts.

"Why are you so proactive this time?" Ilandani was slightly surprised, but she attributed it to the fact that the effect of Amor's Tears had made it difficult for the boy to control himself.

"Are you thinking of something evil again?"

"Master, I have no bad intentions."

Lor leaned gently on Ilandani's chest as if offering himself, and his warm breath hit the skin at her collar.

Yilandani just felt a little dry in the mouth, and the air seemed to be gradually getting warmer.

"I just want to... serve you, but I have a small request."

"Tell me about it." Far from finding it strange, Yilandani thought it was normal.

Even if he has surrendered, Lor is still a lying little cat. How could he be so obedient as to come to me on his own initiative?

"I want you to feed me that medicine."

As long as I take that medicine, I can see Miss Yasha in my dreams...

Just thinking about this, Lor felt his whole body getting hot.

"hiss--"

Ilandani's throat rolled, her eyes filled with lust. Lor's request was a little unexpected to her, but understandable.

How can mortals resist the power of the god of love? It is normal to become dependent on the powerful drug.

He must have known in his heart that this drug would make it impossible for him to escape from his own control, but he still took the initiative to take it.

This means that the child has completely surrendered.

So Ilandani gently buried Lor's head in her chest and stroked his hair lovingly.

"Good boy, don't take too much of that medicine."

"No, I just want to eat. After I eat, I won't leave you."

Lor spoke sweet words in a coquettish manner that surprised Yilandani a little. At the end, he slightly raised his head and said two words silently.

"Mother."

Ilandani looked at the beautiful woman in her arms who had completely surrendered, and the desire to control and conquer her also aroused her burning love.

It is as if the soul is sinking into the abyss under the guidance of this extreme desire.

How is it possible? A mere mortal could bring himself to ruin?

Ilandani felt that she was too hesitant. She was carrying the blood thorn, and even if the remaining potency of the potion on the boy's body could not affect her.

In that case, I can't bear it anymore.

Ilandani picked up Lor's petite body horizontally, and her delicate and small white feet were raised in the air. There seemed to be a little water on them, which made her lick her lips subconsciously.

"Good boy, I will give it to you. I will reward you well."

Lor lay obediently in her arms, watching everything quietly with a hint of unnoticed shadow in his charming eyes.