Transmigrated Young Master's Yandere Harem-Chapter 50: Alone Time With Sophia (1)

"How could I lie to someone like you? That’s just impossible... I cannot lie to a beautiful lady like you," Azael said, his voice filled with honey.

Sophia’s free hand moved to Azael’s thigh, slowly rubbing it with sensual intent.

"You know... the only men who dare to compliment me were either very rich merchants, strong adventurers or nobles... even then... they were kind of arrogant... trying to get me like just some other prostitute woman... who will join their bed because of money." Her eyes then softened as she looked at Azael.

"But it’s the first time someone complimented me... talked about me so sweetly without any arrogance... with respect and admiration... I have to say I am actually happy hearing that... If you are trying to seduce me... then I guess you actually did it well."

Her hand moved further up his thigh.

"Hah... your touch seems addictive..."

Azael turned to look at Ria who was still shocked and said, "Ria... can you leave the room and wait outside... I wish to have a nice talk with Lady Sophia alone."

Ria gulped her saliva and gazed at Sophia, who just gave her a nod.

With that, Ria bowed and left the room, closing the door.

"Now Sir Ethan... what did you want to talk to me... in private... just the two of us?" Her voice was husky, dripping with seduction.

Something twitched between Azael’s legs.

He really wanted to grab those soft breasts of hers and mold them to his desire.

But he controlled himself.

"Lady Sophia... you perfectly know... why I told her to go..." At Azael’s words, Sophia’s smile widened as she licked her lips.

Her hand traced his thigh muscles. Slowly it moved inward and stopped near the groin area.

"Oh my~ you are really so bold~ asking an old lady such a thing."

"Old? Please don’t call yourself that... you are more beautiful than most young girls I have seen till now."

He caressed her cheek this time.

She sighed in satisfaction.

"You know... it’s been a long time... since I had such intimate time."

"Oh my~ why? Does no man fancy you, Lady Sophia? With your appearance, you can get any handsome man you want." To Azael’s words, Sophia laughed in amusement.

"Haha! You really talk so well... but I am married... I am not someone who goes around trying to take men.. whoever fancies me."

Now it was Azael who was surprised at her words.

He had thought she must be someone who also gave services but very occasionally or to very high-ranking people. But to think she was actually a married woman. And that she also did not seduce other men... it was shocking.

’That’s... why Ria tried to stop me from flirting.’ Azael understood the reason why Ria stood between them and tried to stop him.

"You are married? I didn’t know that. I am sorry if my words felt offensive or wrong to you... If I knew you were married I would not have tried—" Azael tried to pull his hand away from her cheek.

But she grabbed it and kept it on her cheek. Rather, she leaned her cheek more into it.

"Don’t worry. I am not mad... if I were, I would have stopped you a while ago."

Azael didn’t pull away. "So... who is your husband?"

"Hmm... he is a merchant. On the outside he does business of cloth, textile trade, inn and tavern ownership.... and this brothel. Well, some of his businesses are looked over by me. This is one of them."

"Oh interesting. Is he trying to hide his brothel business?"

"Hmm... well kind of... but many nobles already knew about this. After all we do get some nobles as guests here."

"What about the Duchess? The one who controls this city?"

"Well she doesn’t mind. We even pay a large amount of money to the duke family. So we are on the neutral side. After all it’s one of the businesses that could never be stopped. Men seek these things from time to time."

Azael nodded and got even closer to her, then moved his hand from her cheek to her thigh. The thin, soft fabric of her gown gave almost no barrier. He could feel the plush softness of those plump, juicy thighs.

"So... your husband... is he not paying you attention?"

This time her expression turned slightly sour. "Yes... he likes those bitches from the brothel more than me." Her expression was one of anger.

"He has time to spend nights with them... but not with me..." she said with gritted teeth.

Azael wrapped his right arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

"How could he do that? If I had a woman like you as my wife... I would be with you every night... enjoying my time with you... worshipping you."

"Hmm, you are such a nice boy," her left hand moved and rested on his shoulder, then slowly moved behind his neck.

"Maybe... your husband likes bitches who listen to him well... who he can dominate and make obedient."

"Maybe he does... because I never act obedient... that’s not how I am..." she said with a sharp tone.

Azael smirked behind his mask. "Of course... women are not toys who are meant to be used... or dominated...or obedient, they are someone who you need to treasure. Maybe some women might like to be dominated... but not everyone. Men need to respect their feelings as well... you are not someone who needs to be dominated... what you want, my dear~"

He pulled her even closer as her heavy breasts flattened against him.

Those two soft, massive mounds pressed sensually against his chest, their incredible warmth and softness molding perfectly into him.

Their faces were inches away from each other.

Azael’s cock was already rock hard, pressing tightly against the confines of his trousers.

It was long and throbbing, aching to be freed.

But Sophia didn’t see that... her hazel eyes were locked onto his enchanting violet eyes through the holes of the mask.

’Damn... if I had not worn this mask... I would have kissed her now... damn you idiot!’

Sophia didn’t move or push him away. One hand stayed behind Azael’s neck while the other slowly touched his white mask.

"Sir Ethan... can I... see your face if you don’t mind?"

Azael didn’t react immediately. "...why? You will... only let me touch you... if I am good looking?"

At Azael’s question, Sophia blinked and then burst into sweet laughter. "Haha~ oh my Ethan... it’s not that... if appearance was really that important to me... I could meet many handsome-looking men anytime. While you... you have actually charmed me by your personality... not appearance."

Her right hand then slowly moved from his mask to his shoulder... then to his hand.

Slowly it moved between his legs.

"I just wanted to see your face... I can tell... you are a handsome... and cute man.. even if you are not. It doesn’t matter...I wanted to do such things with another man...since my husband is enjoying his time with other women. It was just out of anger....Honestly I don’t mind that...but he just don’t give me any time...nor he treat me in a way...how a husband should treasure his wife. I guess...I got you now...at least for today. "

She gently touched the huge, throbbing tent in his trousers.

"...the man I wanted was someone who is...gentle and understanding towards me...just like you...I didn’t just want to have random man...Don’t think of me as cheap woman Sir Ethan~"

"Never~Ahh~ even your small touch makes my blood boil~" Azael said softly.

"Is that so... I can feel it... it’s so huge."

The thick shaft twitched hard under her touch.

Azael slightly pulled his front away from her. Then his left hand touched the thin spaghetti strap of her gown on her shoulder.

He slid it down from her shoulder with a sensual movement.

While Sophia started to open his chain and buttons of his trousers.

Soon his thick, long cock sprang free from its confines.

The tip was glistening with precum. Veins bulged over the skin of his massive shaft as it throbbed powerfully, radiating intense heat.

Azael also moved his left hand inside her gown, touching her right soft breast directly.

It was extremely soft, slightly bigger than his palm. He couldn’t hold it completely.

They were even bigger than he had thought. Her breast felt like warm, heavy marshmallows overflowing in his hand.

"Ahnn~" a sweet moan leaked from her mouth as Azael fondled it with slow, possessive movements, then moved toward her areola. His index finger circled around her nipple teasingly, not touching it yet. Then in the next moment he lightly pinched her pointed, hard nipple between his thumb and index finger.

"Ahhhn~ Ethan~" her moan was too sweet and seductive.

Her smooth white palm finally touched the tip of Azael’s huge cock, which was facing upward.

"Hm~ Sophia~ can you touch it more."

Sophia’s hazel eyes darkened with desire as she heard his sweet voice. Her full, glossy lips curved into a smile. Without breaking eye contact, her smooth white palm slowly wrapped around the thick, throbbing base of Azael’s massive cock.