"Uh ... you haven't answered my question, why did you ask the servants to move my things from my room?" Emmelyn asked before sipping her wine.

Her hand, which was holding the wine glass and ready to drink, lowered back to the table and she crossed her arms over her chest.

Mars shrugged. "What do you mean by 'your room '? You have no room in this castle. Before, you slept in the servants' quarter with the others."

Emmelyn pursed her lips. "My room is ... uhm, I mean the room where you locked me up yesterday. I thought you gave that room to me. I'm going to give birth to your children ... and you have the heart to send me back to the servants' quarter???"

Mars massaged his forehead. He didn't know if Emmelyn was really naive, or she just pretended not to know that starting today she would share a room with him since they'll... uhm, keep trying to make babies.

He didn't know her enough yet to tell if Emmelyn was naive or pretended not to understand the situation.

"Of course you're not going back to the servants' quarter," Mars said impatiently. "From today onward, you will stay in this chamber with me. Have you forgotten we are trying to get you pregnant? "

Gulp. Emmelyn subconsciously downed the wine in her glass in one gulp. Then she hiccupped.

Ahhh ... shit. At first, she thought they would only do it once and then wait to see if she was pregnant or not and then tried again. And in the meantime, she would stay in her own room.

As it turned out, she was mistaken. So, this shameless bastard wanted to do it over and over?

"We already did that -thing- last night .." Emmelyn protested. "Now it's just a matter of waiting. If I'm not pregnant, which means you're useless, by the way, then we can try again. Didn't you know PDCA? Whenever we have a project, we also have to Plan, Do, Check, Action. We make a PLAN to produce heirs for you, then we DO it, and then we CHECK whether it is working or not. If it fails, then we take ACTION and do it again. If it works and I get pregnant right away ... it means we don't have to waste our energy to do it twice. Am I right?"

Mars hardly paid attention to Emmelyn's word. The young man was stunned to see the red lips move and all he could think about was a plump red cherry ready to be picked.

This girl wanted to wait until she could confirm that she was not pregnant before she was willing to do it again? Ha.

"You're wrong," said Mars in a calm voice. He put his index finger on Emmelyn's lips and shook his head. "The court physician said that the best way to ensure a woman is pregnant is to have sexual intercourse as often as possible. Are you saying you're smarter than the royal physician when it comes to health matters?"

Emmelyn looked at Mars's finger on her lips. She was very tempted to bite the finger off.

"Besides, for me, it's not a waste of energy," said Mars with a faint smile. "I like it."

Emmelyn coughed at the prince's words. Indeed, the man in front of her was a certified pervert.

"Are you okay?"

Emmelyn looked up, coughing. She found Mars standing and touching her shoulder. The man was trying to pat her as if trying to relieve her cough.

Ehmm .... Emmelyn subconsciously closed her eyes. The masculine scent of this man beside her was very intoxicating.

Ouch... what's this? Emmelyn really liked his scent! She could tell immediately how Mars was practicing combat with his men all day and sweat a lot. But instead of the disgusting smell of sweat ... he actually smelled very masculine and manly.

[I must be out of my mind. Maybe he sucked my intelligence out of my brain when we had sex.]

"Ahh .. your cough has stopped. That's good." Mars chuckled.

Geez .. His voice that sounded so close to Emmelyn's ears was warm and husky. Cold sweat dripped down Emmelyn's forehead. She swallowed hard.

Mars had returned to his chair. He was now unbuttoning his shirt and leaving his chest open to see. Oh... his broad chiseled chest looked so tempting.

"What's wrong with you?" Mars asked in amazement when he saw the silly expression on Emmelyn's face. He then looked at himself and looked back at Emmelyn. "You .. are looking at my chest?"

Gulp. Emmelyn wanted to look away, but she couldn't. Her mind was immediately filled by the memories from last night when the manly body pressed on top of her. She still remembered how full she was feeling down there when he entered her many, many times, making her scream in joy incessantly.

Last night she could only feel the man's body when he filled her up, but she did not see what the body looks like being naked.

Uh, she did see Mars naked, once, when this shameless creature undressed before her to get his bath. But that was only for a brief moment. Emmelyn immediately fled in shock.

Only now did she see the broad chest from his exposed shirt. Mars smiled wryly at Emmelyn's eyes. He smirked, then unfastened all the buttons on his shirt all the way down. And then, with very slow movements, he took his shirt off.

Now his upper body was clearly visible without any covering. Emmelyn gulped and licked her lips.

"Jeez ... you DO like it!" exclaimed Mars in a voice that was both surprised and pleased. He then stood up and walked slowly toward Emmelyn. He lifted the girl's left hand then pressed it against his muscular chest. "I told you .. you can ogle and touch me as you like."

Emmelyn held her breath. Ahhh ... not only was this devil very beautiful to look at. His chest muscles were perfect. When she pressed her fingers to feel the skin, it was so hard and firm. He must have this great physique from his regular training.

Ahhh... Emmelyn wanted to close her eyes. She didn't wanna ogle. It was too embarrassing. However, her eyes were traitorous! They stared at that sturdy chest without blinking.

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