Chapter 720 Heck. I will bite you!

Lilou moaned as she opened her eyes weakly. She squinted them slightly at the mild sunlight that hit her face, pulling the soft quilt over her nose. historical

<nulli>'I feel so tired...' she lamented inwardly, soreness all over her body, especially her lady down there.<nulli> 'I really did it with him.'

Her eyes softened as her lips curl up subtly. "Last night... was great," came out a rasped voice, drawing a deep breath and inhaling the lingering scent he left on the sheet.

Lilou closed her eyes, letting his lingering odor fill her nostrils. Although she was tired from all that activity she wasn't used to, she felt a little happy. Every time his face hovered over her with those magnetic crimson eyes would cross her head, she could help but have these butterflies in her stomach.

Samael was gorgeous, and yet, under his gaze, she felt beautiful. She felt seen and appreciated. It could be because of their situation, but he had been looking at her that way even at their first meeting.

A giggle slipped past her lips as she buried her face into the soft pillow. She felt like a child excited about a trip.

When Lilou raised her head and rested her chin on the pillow, her eyes were gleaming with anticipation. What would happen now that they were officially together?

<nulli>'I shouldn't shy away, right?' she told herself, nodding mentally. <nulli>'I don't think anything will change even if we're together now. Should I tell Law about it?'

Lilou pondered about it excitedly, giddy to see her son's reaction. Law had occupied a big portion of her heart, and telling him she and Samael were lovers now, her son would surely be pleased. Although they were already married, Lilou was still torn between the present and the future.

With that thought in mind, Lilou pushed herself to sit upright. As soon as she did, the quilt fell on her lap, revealing her unclad body underneath. She combed her tousled hazel locks, gazing down on her body, and frowned. There were too many red lesions; Samael left his marks in almost every area of her body.

Lilou wrapped the quilt around her chest and dragged her feet out of the bed. Her knees still felt wobbly, but she managed since being a peasant trained her pain threshold. When she stood in front of the mirror, she stretched her neck and her frown deepened.

Even her neck had hickeys. There was even on her jaw as if Samael didn't plan to keep last night a secret.

"He isn't giving me a chance to cover last night's traces." She touched her jaw with her fingertips, sighing before retracting her finger. Looking at herself in front of the mirror, Lilou cupped her cheek and smiled. Her eyes lingered on the eyes the mirror was reflecting.

Had she always had this radiance in her eyes? She wondered.

It was only a night of passion, but in her eyes, she somehow looked different. It seemed like she looked healthier despite that she appeared like she was beaten last night with all the hickeys across her body, arms, and neck.

"Sam..." she whispered, biting her lower lip, looking down sheepishly. "... what a nice nickname."

Lilou idled in front of the mirror, blushing and thinking about the man she spent the night passionately with. Before he left, although she was sleepy, she heard his confession of love and his gentle kiss on her forehead.

"He said he would come back..." she snapped her eyes, looking around while clutching the sheet covering her body. "I should wash up first."

Lilou thought she would stay paralyzed on the bed with how intense Samael was last night. But when she got used to the soreness, she was able to go by with her morning ritual, like usual. There was this slight discomfort, but she managed. Once she finished bathing and getting herself ready for the day, Lilou headed straight to the dining hall.

To her surprise, no one was there. Hence, she walked around where she could see Fabian, knowing that the butler would be cleaning somewhere in the house. Lilou went to the untouched part of the mansion, only to see no one. Even their shadows weren't seen as if they had all left the mansion.

Standing in the middle of the entrance hall, Lilou frowned.

"Where the hell did they all go?" she wondered, sighing deeply. "I still feel tired from last night and searching for them is even tiring."

Lilou hung her head low, dragging her feet towards the backyard. She already checked the mansion, so she hoped they were simply outside. She didn't know how or why, but somehow, she reached the food storage and only realized she did when she looked up.

"Huh?" she cocked her head, furrowing her brows upon hearing faint noises inside. "Are they inside?"

She mulled about it for a moment before deciding to check. For some reason, she tiptoed her way towards the small entrance of the food storage instead of taking the main door. Lilou peeked her head in, but all she saw were racks and bags of ingredients.

The faint clattering still caressed her ears as if something were moving. Hence, with quick consideration, she carefully walked inside. Lilou was still tiptoeing, following the sound which grew distinct as she got closer. It didn't take long when she stopped and gazed down, wide-eyed.

"Mhhm! Mh!!!!"

Lilou blinked countless times at the man, whose hands and feet were bound securely. His mouth has also been covered the reason his scream had been muffled. Her eyes veered to his feet and caught the tip of his boots hitting a rack's frame, causing the slight noise she was hearing.

"Mhm!!"

She flinched and snapped out of her trance when the man raised his muffled scream. Her brows rose as he wiggled like a worm.

"You want me to release you?" she asked, and the man, Klaus, nodded profusely. Hesitation clouded her eyes, biting her lip nervously. Lilou squatted down, keeping her distance from him just in case he would do something to harm her.

"Will you promise not to hurt me?" she inquired in a quiet voice, and as expected, Klaus nodded while answering with indistinct muffled noises. "Alright. I will release you, but tell me who did this to you first."

Klaus scrunched his nose up in dismay. Wasn't it obvious who put him here? Just released him!

"Ah, right." Lilou cleared her throat. "Don't move and I will remove that in your mouth so you can talk, alright?"

His eyes went huge. <nullb><nulli>'Heck. I will bite you!' was what came into his head, but he stayed still so she would release him.

Klaus waited with bated breath as her frail, petite arms approached. But just before she could touch the rope securing the cloth inside his mouth, his eyes blazed in anger when she stopped at the sudden voice that rang in their ears.

"He will kill you if you move an inch further."