I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

Chapter 159: The Mapleflower’s Family Affairs (6)

“…You’re here.”

Watching Ian enter the room, Valentine whispered softly.

Swoosh—

Thinking of Terrace, who was likely behind the mirror, Valentine slowly closed her eyes.

Terrace, who had never stopped them before…

If he stopped them, even at this very last moment…

Maybe, even if she had to live in suffering for the rest of her life, she could endure until the end.

“Hah… Ian… I… tonight… Mm?!!”

“….”

Before she could finish speaking, Ian approached, grabbed Valentine’s chin roughly, and forced her mouth open.

“Mm…!?♥”

Then, pulling her waist close, he pressed his tongue into her mouth.

Smooch— Smooch—

“Ngh!… Hah…!♥ Ngh…! Mmph…!♥”

Ian’s kiss was nothing like Terrace’s.

It wasn’t an act to confirm mutual affection; it was as if he was leaving his mark, dominating every corner of her mouth with no regard for her response.

No, it wasn’t just her mouth.

Ian’s saliva poured into her mouth as if he were trying to leave his imprint inside her entire body.

In any normal situation, she would have felt repulsed…

Gulp— Gulp—

But as if commanded by his gaze, Valentine eagerly swallowed all of Ian’s saliva that flowed into her mouth, as if she were a baby bird being fed.

Breathless from the intense exchange, Valentine pulled back and spoke.

“Hah…! Hah…! Wh-what… what are you… doing!… Y-you… to me…!”

Slap—!

“…Ah?”

Up until now, Ian had hit her lower abdomen or choked her during their encounters, but this was the first time he’d slapped her across the face.

“Shut up, you worthless woman.”

“What… wh-what?… Y-you… what did you…”

“Hah… If you had stayed quiet, I might have treated you like a sex partner at least… but seeing how you’re acting, it’s clear you’re not worth it.”

“From the beginning… what… are you even talking about…”

Slap—!

Then, Ian’s hand struck Valentine’s cheek once more.

“…W-what? What’s happening…?”

Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.

Her mouth felt metallic; the taste of blood hinted that she’d bitten her cheek.

Valentine desperately tried to stay composed, but her body wouldn’t obey.

Her legs shook, and her chest grew damp, leaking milk.

As a princess, she thought she understood how to wield power and wealth, but facing the most primal force—violence—none of it mattered.

Zzt— Zzt!

“H-hiek!!♥ My… Ian! Th-th… wait♥… hold… on…!♥ L-let’s just… c-calm down!♥”

Ian, ignoring her plea, threw Valentine onto the bed and tore her clothes off as if ripping them apart.

“Ah!.. I-I said… calm… d-down… ahhh!?♥… W-wait..!!♥ I-I said… wait… didn’t I?!♥”

Without any foreplay, he spread her legs and thrust himself in.

“Hnngh?!♥… Ngh────?!!♥♥”

Schlurp—!

Though the intrusion was sudden, perhaps it was because she’d been waiting for her “lord’s” touch so long that…

The pain Valentine felt lasted only for a brief moment.

“Well, at least your face and pussy are somewhat usable. I’ll destroy them both and turn you into a disposable toy.”

Chill—n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ian’s words sent a shiver down Valentine’s spine, making all her hairs stand on end.

Dangerous.

This was dangerous.

Her entire body screamed warnings.

This was completely different from their previous “play.”

From now on, Ian intended to completely break Valentine Mapleflower and turn her into nothing but a submissive female.

‘N-no..!♥’

Thump— Thump— Thump—

If she was violated like this, not only her body but her soul would belong to Ian.

“N-no…!♥ S-stop!…♥ Pl-please… don’t ruin me!.. Hngh!… D-don’t… please… ngh…! Ahh… ohh… nghk!… gah… ahhh!♥”

Squeeze!

Valentine tried to resist, but as Ian gripped her neck, her body instinctively arched, her vagina twitching in involuntary surrender.

“Yes. Squeeze tight like that!”

“Ngh…♥ Mmph…?!…♥ Ngh… ngh♥… Stop it…!!…♥ Agh… oh!♥… Ooh!… Ahh♥.. Ugh!!♥”

Smack—! Smack—!

The movement was one of using a woman’s body solely as a tool for carnal release.

But it was so sweet.

With every thrust from Ian, her mind turned white with pleasure, and even the faint memories of Terrace began to fade.

“..Hngh… Kh-huh!!.. Nghk!…♥… Hngh… s-stop it!♥… D-don’t… r-ruin me!…♥…I b-beg you!♥….”

The overwhelming difference in power was felt at the most basic, primal level.

This was the domination of a woman by a strong man—a form of intimacy that weak men like Terrace could never deliver.

Sensing that she was truly nearing the “end,” Valentine struggled in a panicked resistance…

But she couldn’t resist the instinct that made her, as a woman, want to bear the offspring of a strong man.

“Nngh…!… Not… just an ona-hole… N-no!♥… Please… have mercy!♥… Ah… ah!!♥… S-so… scared… Ngh!… It… it feels… so… good…!♥!!”

Crack—! Crackle—!

She was breaking.

In the endless waves of pleasure, the person known as Valentine Mapleflower was falling apart.

“N-no…!!♥ I’m… I’m breaking!… M-my mind… is… breaking!♥ Pl-please… ngh… Terrace… save me…♥… hngk!!♥… Hnghh…♥… S-save… me!♥”

Did her desperate pleas reach anyone?

Through the mirror, she could see Terrace’s figure.

“…Huh?”

Or rather, she saw Terrace entangled with another woman.

“So, Terrace, who is it that you truly love?”

“Natalia! It’s Mistress Natalia…!!”

“Oh my, aren’t you married to Lady Valentine?”

“Ngh… th-that’s… it was just… simply… for power… That’s all… The one I truly love… is Mistress Natalia alone!!”

“…Haha… well done. I’ll reward you by stroking you… down there.”

“Hah!… Hah!… Th-thank you…! Please… down there… ngh!”

She couldn’t understand it.

What was happening?

“…Terrace?”

Even though her body was trembling with pleasure, she believed that the memories she had built with Terrace were more precious than anything.

That was why, even now, Valentine was trying desperately not to break in front of Ian.

But…

What if it was all a lie?

What if there was never any love from the beginning?

What if Terrace had sought “her power” and not “her” all along…?

‘…Then… what have I been enduring it all for?’

Crack— Crackle—!

The fragile strength that Valentine had been holding onto finally crumbled.

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The first step of the “Taming the Princess” plan was to lift the “masochist” who had been buried by her “nobility” back up once again.

Of course, if pushed too far, this could turn into a “destructive desire” like with Laplace, so it was necessary to build “genuine trust” to a reasonable degree.

And just in case the first plan failed, there was a backup plan to prepare a “lust-inducing marinade” using an aphrodisiac for exorcism.

‘…But what’s that?’

Why the mirror suddenly showed the opposite side, or why Terrace and the maid were having sex, he couldn’t understand.

But one thing was clear…

This was an opportunity!

Although it felt a bit pitiful to have Valentine directly witness her husband’s infidelity, he wasn’t foolish enough to let someone who planned to “dispose” of him have her way.

…At least, that’s what he thought.

“Ugh…!”

Squeeze—! Squirm! Squirm!

Suddenly, as the tightness of her pussy changed, the title from her Sextaurus profile came to mind.

「Nation’s Beauty」

Which, in essence, meant a woman whose beauty could tilt an entire country.

Honestly, when he saw this title in Valentine’s Sextaurus, he thought, “Is she really that captivating?”

Of course, this wasn’t to say Valentine wasn’t beautiful.

With her radiant silver hair and deep crimson eyes, she possessed a beauty that could captivate any man.

However, those around him were all extraordinarily beautiful.

Laplace, Evelyn, Helen, Yuris-nim, Estelle, Elfrida, Poporing…

Each was an S-rank beauty in the Empire, each with her own unique charm!

So, despite Valentine’s objectively stunning appearance, there was no particular reason for him to be “swayed.”

In fact, if Valentine hadn’t been trying to get rid of him, he might have simply wished her happiness with Terrace.

Smooch— Smooch—

But the effect of Valentine’s presence, now expressing “genuine desire,” was overwhelming!

‘…This is insane!!’

He remembered the first time he experienced Laplace’s allure—it was deemed a “sealing designation target.”

The pleasure was so overwhelming that any fear of the future or guilt over the situation evaporated instantly.

Valentine now had that same effect.

At the very least, her allure had the same level of addictiveness as Laplace’s!

Clench—!! Clench—!!

“Nngh… ngh?!♥… Hngh!..♥… Aah!.. Ahh!♥… Ugh!… Ngh… ahh!♥.. W-wait..!♥… ngh… Ahh!!.. Ugh!♥…. Oooh!!.. Ngh!♥… T-this is… really… destroying me!!♥”

“….”

Though Valentine claimed she was breaking, her presence was taunting him, provocatively stimulating him.

A whirlwind of twisted and corrupted emotions, stemming from anger and inferiority, swirled inside his head at the thought of this woman’s allure not being his.

‘…Ah!!’

Squeeze—!

He finally understood.

An awakened Valentine’s allure couldn’t simply be labeled as an “adulterous allure.”

This was a “ruinous allure” that would lead any man who experienced it to the depths of despair.

Squeeze—!

‘Goddess, I’m sorry! I promised never to succumb to temptation again…!’

Now, it didn’t matter if she was a married woman or a princess.

After experiencing this “ruinous pussy,” he couldn’t bear the thought of another male claiming it.

He was determined—he would take her, ensuring she belonged solely to him!

‘Just one more time, one last time I’ll commit assault!!!’

Thud—!

He gripped Valentine’s hips so tightly it seemed like they might shatter, thrusting with all his might.

“Nnghiiiiiih!?!!♥♥♥”