The afternoon sun bathed the garden in warm, golden light as Ella relaxed on a cushioned chaise lounge, savoring a delicate cup of fragrant tea and her favorite rich chocolate cake. She wore a scandalously short purple pencil mini dress that clung to her voluptuous curves like a second skin. The hem was so brief that the moment she sat down, it rode up completely, fully exposing her round, perfect ass, smooth thighs, long legs, and her plump, hairless pussy. The tight bodice barely contained her heavy breasts, covering only the lower swells while leaving the upper curves and stiff pink nipples teasingly close to slipping into view. Ella casually crossed one long leg over the other, the movement causing her bare pussy lips to part slightly, glistening softly in the sunlight as she enjoyed the peaceful moment.
Beside her, Liza sat reading a book, equally provocative in an elegant gown with a high frontal slit. When she shifted in her seat, the fabric parted wide, revealing the full length of her silky thighs, shapely legs, and her smooth, swollen pussy — still slightly puffy from their morning activities.
Tania stood dutifully nearby, holding a silver tray with quiet grace.
The air was fresh, birds chirped melodiously, and a gentle breeze caressed their exposed skin.
Suddenly, a servant approached and announced that the blacksmith had arrived.
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Ella met Mr. Garrick in the courtyard, flanked by Kane on one side and Liza on the other, with Tania standing attentively nearby.
The blacksmith proudly presented the finished Mitrisil dagger. Its blade gleamed with lethal beauty. Ella accepted it with a satisfied smile and immediately handed the weapon to Liza as a personal gift.
Next, Ella unrolled detailed diagrams and explained her new project: a revolver gun. She described every component with precision — the cylinder, barrel, hammer, trigger mechanism — and carefully instructed him on how to produce ammunition. She suggested coating the steel bullets with silver for maximum effectiveness against supernatural threats.
The blacksmith listened intently, nodding with growing fascination. He agreed to take on the commission, though he warned it would require three to four months of meticulous work.
Ella simply waved a hand. “Proceed. I can wait.”
After receiving a generous payment, the blacksmith departed with renewed enthusiasm.
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Later, in the privacy of her office, Kane reviewed the documents with satisfaction.
“The papers are complete,” he announced. “Liza will be officially registered as Liza Esklair in the family registry. She will be recognized as your official concubine.”
“The Royal Palace will receive notification of this matter shortly,” he added.
“Good,” Ella exhaled, a wave of relief washing over her. She leaned back in her chair, sipping blood wine. The movement caused her full breasts to jiggle enticingly within the low neckline of her dress.
“Now I won’t have to explain Liza’s presence to the other nobles,” she murmured with a small smile.
Her gaze drifted to Liza, who was gently petting the cat in her lap, the high slit of her gown still shamelessly open and exposing her bare pussy.
“Liza, you are now officially Liza Esklair,” Ella said warmly.
“Yes, Ella,” Liza replied, beaming with joy.
Ella returned the smile, her sapphire eyes sparkling with affection.
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The next day marked their departure for Count Brad Levantes’ estate in the territory of Prereia.
Ella brought only her most trusted maids: Tania and Merisa. Liza, of course, accompanied her as her concubine, with Merisa assigned as Liza’s personal attendant. Ten elite personal guards escorted them, each riding a sleek motor bicycle alongside the luxurious carriage. Kane remained behind to manage the Esklair estate in her absence.
Even in the comfortable motor carriage, the journey promised to be long and tiresome.
“I just have to endure this…” Ella murmured, letting out a soft sigh.
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After a grueling journey, they finally arrived at the grand Levantes Estate. They were warmly greeted by a host of maids and servants, led by Countess Aria Levantes — Count Brad’s wife. At thirty-two years old, Aria was a stunning beauty, a true MILF whose body had ripened into magnificent curves.
As Aria turned to lead them inside, Ella’s eyes followed the seductive sway of her hips. The side slits of the countess’s gown parted with every step, flashing her long, sexy legs and offering repeated glimpses of her smooth, hairless pussy. Her full, heavy breasts jiggled hypnotically with each graceful movement, barely restrained by the elegant fabric.
They were shown to their luxurious guest rooms for rest. That evening, they joined the debutante ball.
Ella chose a breathtaking white mini dress with delicate floral embroidery. The hem was dangerously short, flashing her bare pussy with every elegant step she took. Her smooth thighs and long, toned legs were on full, tantalizing display, drawing admiring — and envious — glances from across the hall.
Liza wore an elegant blue pencil mini dress that was equally provocative. The tight bodice barely covered the lower half of her large breasts, threatening to expose her dark nipples with every breath. The hem was so short that it constantly flashed her plump, bare pussy whenever she moved. Her beautiful thighs and legs remained shamelessly exposed the entire evening.
Nadine Levantes, the count’s daughter, was an average-looking girl who had unfortunately not inherited her mother’s magnificent beauty. Ella stifled a small yawn.
Yet despite her plain appearance, Nadine seemed genuinely friendly and kind-hearted. Ella noticed Liza chatting with her animatedly, the two girls giggling and laughing as if they had been friends for years. Liza handled the socializing gracefully, never forgetting to cover her mouth delicately when she laughed or grinned to hide her delicate fangs.
Ella’s sapphire eyes swept slowly across the glittering debutante ball, scanning the crowd of elegant nobles with the sharp, predatory gaze of a hunter. Many of the ladies present were undeniably beautiful, adorned in luxurious gowns and sparkling jewels, but none truly captured her interest — until her gaze locked onto a solitary figure seated alone in a quiet corner of the grand hall.
The woman was breathtaking.
She possessed flawless fair skin that glowed like porcelain under the soft candlelight, striking emerald-green eyes that held a haunting depth, and long, natural blonde hair that cascaded in silky waves down her bare back. Her lips were naturally thin yet exquisitely shaped, and her body possessed the graceful, alluring curves of an oriental beauty — a slender yet voluptuous figure with a narrow waist, gently flared hips, and long, elegant legs. She wore a daring emerald-green mini dress with a completely bare back, the fabric clinging seductively to her skin. The dress was scandalously short; as she sat, the hem had ridden up high enough to fully expose her smooth, hairless pussy — plump pink lips slightly parted and glistening softly in the warm light — along with the full expanse of her creamy thighs, toned legs, and the perfect, heart-shaped curve of her cute, rounded ass.
She sipped her wine with a distant, melancholic expression — the look of a woman carrying the weight of a thousand tragic pasts. There was a quiet sorrow in her emerald eyes that only made her more alluring.
She was utterly gorgeous.
Just the sight of her sent a rush of heat through Ella’s body. Her mind flooded with vivid, explicit sexual fantasies: pinning the blonde beauty beneath her on silk sheets, spreading those long legs wide, burying her face between those creamy thighs to devour her dripping pussy, or grinding their slick cunts together until both of them squirted in shattering ecstasy. She imagined sucking on those delicate nipples, tasting every inch of that flawless skin, and claiming the mysterious woman as her newest harem addition — fucking her senseless night after night until she moaned Ella’s name like a prayer.
A slow, hungry smile curved Ella’s full lips.
Determined to learn more, she gracefully excused herself from her current conversation and began discreetly inquiring about the enigmatic beauty from the other noble ladies nearby. Her voice remained elegant and casual, but her sapphire eyes never strayed far from the lone woman in green.
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