The Reason Why the Forsaken Fake Returned Chapter 27

“Suck it like you’re sucking on candy.”

 

“Mmph, ugh!”

 

His penis forced its way past her lips, plunging deep until her throat. When the tip pressed against her uvula, Shailoh could barely breathe. Tears and snot streamed down her face from the overwhelming sensation, and Caleb stroked her cheek as if he felt sorry for her. For a moment, she looked up, hoping he might pull out, but despair washed over her.

 

“If I could, I’d penetrate you deeply.”

 

Tsk. Caleb clicked his tongue and ran a hand through his hair, then ripped open the buttons of his loose shirt. As the fabric fell away, his firm abs, previously hidden beneath the fabric, came into view.

 

“I’m going to start moving now. Think you can handle it, even if it’s tough?”

 

“Mmph…!” Tears welled in Shailoh’s eyes as she shook her head.

 

“If it were up to me, I’d shove it right up your ass, but I think that’s still too much for now, Sasha.”

 

“…”

 

“For now, your upper hole might be better. What do you think?”

 

It was as if Caleb was offering her a choice, but he pressed her for an answer. The moment Shailoh imagined that weapon, already ramming against her uvula, being shoved into her lower hole, her mind went completely blank. Just the thought of it made her feel like she was being pierced straight through to her stomach.

 

The instant Shailoh reluctantly nodded, he started thrusting his hips. At the same time, his thick, dark pubic hair brushed against her nose. Just like he’d threatened, his cock began to piston in and out, as if he intended to drive it all the way inside.

 

“Mmgh, ngh, ugh!”

 

The mattress squeaked and shook, her head bumping against the headboard. Before the pain could register, his large hand cradled the back of her head, shielding her from the friction.

 

The pressure that had been nothing but pain slowly morphed into something strangely pleasurable. The place he’d just teased below began to tingle with need. Instinctively craving more, Shailoh clung to his muscular thigh above her, her legs squirming restlessly.

 

“Kh.”

 

After a long, relentless pounding, Caleb’s cock finally stilled, just as it was about to push all the way past her uvula. The moment she tried to catch her breath, a hot, fishy liquid spurted from the tip.

 

“Haa…”

 

Caleb pulled his cock from her mouth, which was stretched so wide it ached, and pressed a light kiss to Shailoh’s forehead as she gazed up at him, dazed. His fingers, which had been stroking her strawberry-blonde hair, drifted down along her spine, stopping at the curve above her ass. Feeling his touch, Shailoh squirmed away from Caleb’s hand.

 

Caleb let out a soft chuckle, then grabbed the rumpled blanket and pulled it up to her neck. Shailoh, apparently soothed by the warmth, curled her lips in a faint smile, turned over, and slipped right back into sleep.

 

Caleb watched her in silence for a while before carefully rising from the bed. Draped in a robe over his naked body, he rummaged through the inside pocket of the coat he’d taken off earlier and pulled out a letter. The envelope bore no sender’s name and got straight to the point.

 

[To the esteemed Second Prince.

Your letter has arrived safely. Since you wished to return to the days when we were close friends and exchange words frankly, I’ll get right to it.

Caleb. I was surprised to hear that you, who had gone into exile abroad, have returned to the homeland. As you said, Queen Ingrid has already seized control of nearly all state affairs, and the nobles and lords, led by Duke Diponz, are rallying behind her son, Third Prince Albert, as the most likely successor to the throne. In fact, the queen’s envoys have visited me several times, but they only exchanged pleasantries, and I never took the hand they offered. But that wasn’t because of any lingering friendship with you.

If your situation is dire and you’re in danger, I could help you hide in my territory for a while. But whether you have what it takes to lead this kingdom as king, I cannot say. The same goes for the third prince—I’ve simply withheld my decision for now.

You offered me a specific card. I don’t know how you found out, but you came close to uncovering the truth about a woman mentioned in my father’s will. After sending someone to investigate, I found that most of what you said was true. The woman, who was my father’s lover, was an unknown singer at the shop you mentioned. Then, at some point, she suddenly quit and disappeared. The reason, as you suggested, is likely because she was pregnant.

My father asked that she be found and supported so she wouldn’t have to worry about making a living. If she is alive and my half-sibling born from her is also alive, I intend to take full responsibility as per my father’s will.

In exchange for your efforts, I will maintain my current neutrality until the end. If you find and protect my half-sibling before I do, and prove to me that you are fit to be king, I will pledge my loyalty to you.

Since this is a confidential letter, I can’t write at length. Burn it as soon as you read it. I will wait for new news.

From the North, Declan Yesiol.]

 

As written in the letter, as soon as Caleb finished reading, he tossed it into the fireplace. The flames greedily devoured the letter and its envelope, reducing them to ashes in no time.

 

Caleb glanced at Shailoh, who was sleeping soundly.

 

“As you mentioned, Miss Sasha Griche hinted that the one who attempted to poison Your Highness was Claire Diponz, the young lady of the Diponz family. Her reaction was quite telling.”

 

“She wouldn’t have expected me to have ingested the poison myself.”

 

“Indeed. By the way, what do you plan to do once you find the two women you’re searching for?”

 

“I’ll have to treat them with utmost care. After all, they’ll become my wife and mother-in-law.”

 

“What?”

 

“It’ll help me fully secure Duke Yesiol. They’re hostages, in a way.”

 

“T-Then, what about Miss Griche?”

 

Eric’s face, stammering in surprise, was vivid in Caleb’s mind.

 

Caleb took the chessboard and pieces from the shelf above the fireplace and placed them on the console beside the bed. As he twirled Shailoh’s hair around his finger, he replayed the chess game they’d played earlier, moving each piece with his other hand.

Caleb soon toppled the opponent’s bishop and then the queen. When Caleb finally defeated the opponent’s king, he heard movement beyond the door. Grabbing the gun hidden under the table, he heard a voice that matched his memory perfectly.

 

“Your Highness. It’s me.”

 

“The one lurking outside?”

 

“There was one with a gun and another who was a playwright. I took care of the former.”

 

“You made sure to clean up afterward, right?”

 

“Of course. More importantly, regarding the woman you inquired about earlier, I think I might have found a lead.”

 

“Let’s go.” Caleb set the gun down and stood up without hesitation.

 

The next morning, Shailoh woke up feeling sore all over. On the bedside table, there was a rose and a card.

 

[Sorry for being rough, Sasha.

With all my love, Caleb.]

 

As memories of last night came rushing back, her cheeks flushed hot. She brought the card to her nose and caught a faint scent of sandalwood. It was a scent she’d grown used to by now, but every time she smelled it, those intense moments replayed in her mind, making her blush all over again.

 

The moment she swung her legs off the bed, a tingling, lingering ache shot up between her thighs. She could still feel the semen lingering in her mouth.

 

“I never imagined things would turn out like this with Caleb.”

 

In a state of shock, she had taken his hand three years ago. Driven by a burning desire for revenge, she had endured grueling days with the sole aim of paying back the Diponz family in kind. She was that desperate, and she had pursued her one and only goal relentlessly. She had never considered how she would live after achieving her revenge.

 

“Living together…”

 

Suddenly, she recalled the night he had cooked and served her a meal. His hands were skillful and precise, without any unnecessary movements. It wasn’t the first time he had lifted her spirits in such a way.

 

“Sasha, this is your favorite snack, right?”

 

“I thought this hairpin would suit your hair, so I bought it.”

 

“I heard you got scolded a lot by the teacher today. How about going for a boat ride for a change?”

 

Though they couldn’t meet often, Caleb remembered even the smallest details and took care of the little things that could easily be overlooked. His kindness accumulated and settled within her like a sturdy wall. Inside that wall were all her feelings for him. Trust, gratitude, respect… and love.

 

“This is not the time to be doing this.”

 

Her happiness was short-lived as thoughts of the future brought tasks to mind. Just as Shailoh was about to rise from her seat with a flushed face, someone knocked on the door.

 

“Are you awake, Milady?”

 

“…Doris.”

 

Startled, Shailoh quickly checked her appearance. Luckily, there were no visible kiss marks or noticeable traces.

 

“May I come in? You must be hungry, so I brought you something simple to eat and some water to wash up.”

 

Shailoh nodded, hiding the bite mark on her neck with her hair.