Villain: The Play of Destiny
chapter-408

Her brows furrowed a little before her eyelids slowly opened, revealing her beautiful green eyes, and immediately, her senses were drawn to the warmth and the tight embrace of the man who was holding her to sleep.

Fiona could not help but blush when she landed her eyes on his perfect profile, and for the next several minutes, she kept blankly staring at him.

He was handsome, and so ridiculously handsome that she could have never imagined someone like him in her dreams. And yet, he was the one holding her in his arms, in her bed, after they shared a passionate morning.

"Mhmm~" A moan nearly escaped her mouth before she shut it up. His hold was just too comforting, and she could also not wrap her mind around how someone could smell so good.

Even though the only other man she had been with was Roy's father, she understood that men were not supposed to smell so good, especially after indulging in a carnal affair. Well, no humans could smell so good after all the sweat and exertion.

Soon her mind drifted off to the glimpses of memory from the morning, and Fiona felt her womb start aching and her insides growing wetter.

She squirmed a little and started rubbing her feet together in her agitation.

For minutes, she debated if she should do what she wanted to do, and then when she finally mustered up enough courage, she reached for his face to plant a kiss on his cheek.

A quick peck, and then she pulled back, soon finding it hard to hold back her giggles at her silliness. But now she was a little bolder, and seeing that there was no change in his expression, she gave him another kiss, and then another.

"Mammy!"

The sudden call froze her, and for a moment, Fiona felt like her soul was leaving her body.

With the call came the opening of her room's door, and then she heard her son step inside the room.

For the next several seconds, there was a stunned silence as the mother and son met each other's eyes. And then finally some sense kicked in as Fiona checked that they were properly covered under her comforter.

"Roy, I will meet you at dinner. Master Keith is resting right now." She lightly said to her child, managing to smile at him, and the young boy just kept staring at them. "Roy!"

"Yes, Mammy!" He panicked a little and then smiled at her before running out of the room, closing the door behind him.

And as she heard his steps going farther and farther away, shame kicked in and her eyes became a little misty.

"You seem rather displeased and ashamed for being caught with me in the bed."

She heard a voice that made her flinch in surprise, and then her eyes started dripping tears when she found Keith looking at her.

"It is not that, Master." She shook her head in a panic, and Keith sighed as he helped himself up and sat against the headrest.

Fiona immediately wiped away her tears and lowered her head, feeling more ashamed, and the silence that followed suffocated her.

"Are you unwilling to warm my bed?" He straightforwardly asked, and Fiona panicked even more, subconsciously shaking her head. "Oh..."

"I don't mind it..." She immediately clarified herself.

"It is your duty, and you must do it even if you are unwilling." He coldly told her, and she flinched again. "However, if you do desire me and like me, then talk to Roy and let him know that you are doing it willingly to avoid any future misunderstandings."

"I..."

"Do you think he would mind?" He smiled and asked, and Fiona turned quiet at his question.

She knew that Roy deeply cared for her and would do anything for her, and right now, if he had any concern in his mind, it would definitely be about Keith forcing her to sleep with him.

"I will talk to him." She nodded her head.

"Good." He smiled and then grabbed her, pinning her under him as he settled himself between her legs, staring right into her eyes.

He kept looking at her, and Fiona soon started blushing furiously as her heart thumped hard against her chest in anticipation and desire.

"Guide me inside." He ordered, and she shied her eyes away as her right hand reached down and grabbed onto his hardness.

Now that she had it in her hand, she again wondered how something so big managed to fit inside of her, but the fear did not kick in at all.

She slowly rubbed his glans on her labia, and then guided him inside of her, moaning in ecstasy as he entered her depths.

Fiona gasped for air when he filled her to the brim, pushing hard against her cervix, threatening to break past it, and as soon as he started moving, her mind became hazier as she lost herself to her lust.

Keith smiled at the lady who was writhing under him, shaking her head left and right as she moaned her heart out, unable to think and get a grip on herself. She looked even more beautiful in this state, and then he leaned in to capture her lips, kissing her softly as his thrusts became gentler.

It helped in bringing some clarity to her mind, and then her body started acting on its own. Her hands roomed and clawed his back, and her lips planted kisses on his face, neck and shoulder.

"Ahhn~!" She moaned loudly when a powerful orgasm jolted through her, and it was only because Keith stopped that she did not faint at the unbearable pleasure.

He allowed her to catch her breath and bearings, and once their eyes met again, he smiled and pulled out of her.

"Eeh!" Fiona groaned in protest, but she yelped in surprise when he flipped her onto her stomach and put a pillow under her abdomen, raising her hips.

And then he mounted her, reaching deep into her before he started hammering on the door to her womb, providing her with an aching pleasure that she wanted to end and not end at the same time.

By the time he was done with her, it was dinnertime and Keith picked her up as he took her inside the bathroom and helped her wash.

She was only an ordinary human, so he had to heal and help her recover enough to be presentable at the table, but even then, the rosiness on her cheeks, the mistiness in her eyes, and her infectious smile were a dead giveaway of what they had indulged in before arriving at the table.

Thankfully for her, no one at the table teased her or poked fun at her, but Fiona felt very embarrassed when Diana gave her a meaningful smile.

Since Roy was at the table with them, the old lady of the Demiliore Family engaged him and the Hubo Twins in conversations and even helped Harud start a conversation with them.

The young Mir did not know how to speak Persian, so, Diana helped him convey his words to the Hubo Twins.

After dinner, Keith stood up and asked Roy to follow him, and the boy obediently complied as they went to his study.

"Sit," Keith said as he sat at the coffee table, and then under Roy's amazed eyes, created a chessboard and pieces of Crystalline Ice.

"I am not good at it." The boy did not ask him how he managed to do it or anything about Magic but informed him that he was not good at chess, anxious that his lack of skill would bore Keith.

"I will teach you."

Roy raised his head and looked at Keith in surprise, soon smiling as he gratefully nodded and started playing the game.

He attentively listened to Keith point out his mistakes and tried his best to think as hard as he could when Keith asked him to pick the next best move.

An hour later, Roy was even doubting if he had a brain up in his skull, and it was then that Keith ended their session.

"We will play again tomorrow at the same time." He told the boy, and Roy nodded his head in reply.

"Thank you for your time and teachings, Master." He respectfully stood up and bowed to him, as Romeo had taught him how to behave around and address Keith, and felt relieved when he saw his Master nod his head appreciatively.

"You have been impressive in your training, and soon I will personally guide you."

"Thank you!" He gratefully bowed again, feeling elated.

"Go now. Your mother is waiting for you."

"Yes, Master." Roy quickly took his leave, and Keith smiled as he watched the door close behind the boy.

Even though he already knew what kind of character and personality Roy possessed, he was still going to keep a watchful eye on the boy.

For the last hour, he had been searching for any hint of resentment, and he did find some apprehensions that the boy kept quiet about, but there were no traces of grievances.

He was immensely grateful for the life he had now, and he was even more grateful that his mother was alive and well.

Roy was quite a filial boy, and Keith was going to train him to become one of his greatest assets in the future.