To My Beloved Scoundrel

She knew that the water she was drinking was rotten.
She was just a child, thirsty to the point of dying, hoping that drinking the rotten water would not kill her.
Born the daughter of a common peasant, Summer was swept into a spiral of misfortune when her father had an affair with the lord’s daughter.
She tried to live resolutely while taking care of her younger siblings alone, but…
[Just the sound of the Duke’s footsteps makes my heart freeze. Summer, it hurts so much and I’m scared. I want to cry, but I can’t even cry here.]
[Summer, save me, please.]
Summer’s world was eventually destroyed by the Duke of Valronek.
One day, a rumor spreads that the youngest son of the Duke of Valronek is looking for a personal assistant.
Seeing it as an opportunity for revenge, Summer, posing as an aristocratic young lady named Adele, went to find the famous son known as a scoundrel…
“How about this then? What if I hire you?”
This scoundrel, something about him is strange.
“Or should we just stay here?”
The scoundrel of this era. The brother of the enemy who must not discover her plans.
At the same time, he’s compassionate and beautiful, like the savior who will pull her out of this quagmire of revenge.
“Did you feel it, Adele?”
“…….”
“Yeah, you’re doing well.”
Every time she looks into those languid blue eyes, she feels herself falling into a swamp of emotions deeper than revenge.
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“Young…Mast…er, Mast..er….”
“Yes, Adele.”
His entire body’s muscles were as vigorous as a wild beast in motion, but his voice, murmuring like a bird, was as gentle as feathers. It was disgusting and pleasant at the same time.
“You should be… thankful for the wrapping paper….”
The pretty wrapper kissed her again, or rather, the young master kissed her again.
“Adele, can I do it one more time?”
“You said earlier… it was the last one, didn’t you?”
“But you said that stealing, which I learned late, is a scary thing.”
Oh… God.
“Well, that’s not what a thief would say…, is it?”