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nAs she reluctantly finished licking one of his fingers, Sylvia swallowed the sweetness in her mouth to begin the shameful deed all over again with the next finger.

nThe devil, however, moved his thumb away from her, making her lean over in order to reach it to do her 'cleaning' duties.

nSylvia fumed. Wasn't it enough to make her lick him like this? He still needed more entertainment?

nThe man was clearly determined to tease her to death tonight.

nHer gaze inadvertently shifted up, wanting to complain, but as she looked up, she saw the man staring at her directly.

nShe had expected the familiar lopsided grin or the hateful smug smile, but unexpectedly, the devil was looking at her with a very gentle expression on his face.

nHe didn't look like he was teasing her at all. He was simply looking at her and for some reason, Sylvia couldn't help but feel his gaze contain several emotions.

nFor a second, the warm smile on his irritatingly handsome face looked like genuine affection.

nBut she quickly shook her head. She knew how cunning and two-faced he was and she was determined not to fall for his tricks.

nShe bent her head down again to continue savoring the small crumbs stuck to his finger which now was obvious that he had done on purpose.

nWas this why he didn't use any silverware and devoured the pie like an animal? She frowned realizing that the entire thing was a setup for her from start to finish.

nBut nevertheless, she licked his finger with her tender tongue, even plopping his finger in her mouth at times to suck on the more difficult to get at pieces.

nWanting to get this over with soon, she did it with so much focus and attention that she completely failed to notice the faintly startled expression on the devil's face.

nHis high cheekbones had a subtle blush which he quickly tucked away by mouthing random words.

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"I think actual cats are probably faster than you, my dear. How long are you planning to take?

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"Don't you want your master to go to bed early and have a good night's sleep? Do you wish to keep me up all night?

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nSylvia took a few deep breaths, trying to keep her boiling rage down.

nThe man had been complaining non-stop for the past couple of minutes, but yet he waited patiently for her to finish licking all his fingers, one by one.

nShe was almost at her wit's end! This had to be the most humiliating thing she had done in her entire life!

nAnd the damned pervert was enjoying the show the whole time, while also complaining about her licking skills ever so often.

nShe was so angry that she was only a hair away from biting his damned finger off. She wanted to bite it and spit it on his face.

nBut Sylvia knew that something like that would only mean her instant beheading, so she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down and did the shameful dead to completion.

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"Alright. Slow but good job.

" The pervert devil chuckled and finally took his hand away from her face.

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"Oh looks like you missed a spot here.

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nHe then licked his own hand, where Sylvia's tongue had previously been, not minding her saliva still glistening on his skin.

nSylvia's face instantly reddened and she turned her head to look away from him. Damn it. She cursed herself for being so easily flustered.

nDid he not mind that my mouth was just on there a few seconds ago? So dirty. She cringed.

nWhile she was trying to silently erase the past few shameful minutes from her brain, she felt the grip on her waist tighten and the devil finally released her from his grasp, lifting her up and placing her to sit on the table.

nShe blinked and looked at him, as he stood up from the chair, taking long strides away from her.

nHis feet then paused, along with the clacking noise of his boots, and he loudly muttered without turning back.

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"Hmmm? What are you daydreaming about? Get up and follow me.

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nFuck! This night is not over yet? Sylvia clutched her soft silver hair, wanting to pull several strands out, but she nevertheless jumped off the table quickly and chased after the pervert devil, catching up to him.

nShe followed him quietly as the man walked all the way from the dining hall to one of the towers.

nThe castle had four towers, one was the library and the other three Sylvia hadn't visited yet.

nThis one was probably the devil's personal lair, where he rests in the night? She pondered.

nAnd she was indeed correct in assuming so.

nA dozen guards were patrolling this side of the castle and Sylvia even caught a glimpse of the Knight Theodore.

nShe gulped and followed the devil closely as the man climbed two flights of stairs, finally entering a room on the right.

nIt had a huge tub, readily filled with water. Sylvia could clearly feel the warmth coming from it.

nSo this was a bathroom? She subconsciously shook her head and took a step back.

nShe once again had a bad premonition and did not like at all, where this night was headed to.

nIs he perhaps going to ask me to help him bathe? Sylvia swallowed, the knot in her throat uncomfortably moving.

nIn the few days, she had been in the castle, she had never heard Jane talking about helping the man take a bath.

nIn fact, she had said that she was not even allowed in this part of the castle.

nSo why was the man behaving so differently tonight? She couldn't understand.

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"Kitten, you really need to pick up the pace. It is becoming such a chore to spell out each and every single thing.

" Mikel sighed.

nSylvia snapped out of her thoughts and hurriedly entered the room, walking over towards him.

nFor some reason, she doubted his words as she could see that the man was clearly enjoying himself ordering her around.

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