Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 512: Colourful Gems

While the girls were celebrating, Lucius stood by Cassius with a pitiful pout on his lips, his arms slightly outstretched like a sad puppy begging for attention.

"Young Master...me too...just one hug..."

Cassius, noticing the desperate look, exhaled through his nose and rubbed his head.

"Lucius." He said in weary amusement. "Don’t look at me like that. You’re going to make everyone think I kicked a stray dog."

"But, Young Master..." Lucius sniffled dramatically, pressing a hand to his chest. "Everyone’s hugging, embracing, showing love and warmth! And here I am—loyal Lucius—standing in the cold!"

"Lucius." Cassius said flatly. "You’re inside a heated mansion."

"Emotionally cold, Young Master!" Lucius wailed. "Emotionally!"

Before Cassius could retort, his eyes caught something—something that made him pause mid-breath.

His gaze drifted downward to the rears of all the women, then back up, and suddenly, a sly grin crept across his face.

He chuckled under his breath, the corner of his mouth twitching with mischief.

"Ah." He said aloud, clearing his throat. "I almost forgot..."

The sound of his voice made the laughter and chatter slowly die down. Nala’s tail came to a slow halt and Skadi’s ears perked up.

"I totally forgot about something." Cassius said, his tone calm but dripping with the kind of amusement that made everyone slightly uneasy. "Honestly, if I hadn’t remembered, this might’ve just gone on forever. I’m surprised none of you asked me about it before."

His words drew puzzled looks from everyone.

"What do you mean, Cassius?" Nala blinked innocently. "What did you forget?"

He folded his arms and smirked, scanning the room one face at a time.

"You all remember the thing I gave you before I left, don’t you?"

The moment he said this, the room went dead silent.

Portia froze mid-motion. Diana’s lips parted ever so slightly. Vivi’s eyes widened until they shimmered like saucers. Isabelle quietly straightened her posture, pretending to be calm—but her ears were pink.

Cassius let the silence linger for a heartbeat longer, then continued saying,

"Well...I think it’s about time I take it back, don’t you?"

And just like that, the air exploded.

The sound wasn’t literal. It was the sound of collective embarrassment. Every single woman in the room, even many of the maids, turned beet red. It was as if someone had thrown them all into a furnace.

They immediately clutched their hands close to their chests, unable to look at him.

"Cassius..." Diana stammered softly, her voice trembling. "Do you really have to mention that here...?"

"Wh-What are you saying out loud for everyone to hear!?" Vivi squeaked, covering her face.

Even Portia, coughed lightly and averted her gaze.

"You really have no sense of restraint, Young Master."

The other maids looked like they wanted to melt into the floor, their faces glowing crimson.

Meanwhile, Nala blinked, utterly confused.

"Uh...what’s going on? Why is everyone suddenly turning red? Did Cassius just say something weird? Why do you all look like you’re about to explode?!"

"Yeah! You all look like you’re about to pop like balloons!" Skadi nodded eagerly, her tail swishing in mild panic. "Please don’t explode—I just got another family, I don’t want you guys dying on me already!"

Diana gave a small, nervous smile. "It’s...not like that, dear." She said gently, though her voice wavered.

Aisha frowned slightly, crossing her arms.

"Then what is it?" She asked, suspicion rising in her tone. "Why does everyone look so flustered all of a sudden? Cassius, what in the world did you give them?"

No one answered.

Julie narrowed her eyes and walked over to Diana, who she was close with.

"Lady Diana." She said softly, her tone both polite and firm. "You can tell me, right? What’s going on?"

Diana’s face turned even redder, and she waved her hands quickly.

"No, no, Julie, it’s—it’s nothing that should be discussed between two ladies." She stammered. "Truly, if I said it aloud, I’d...I’d have to leave the country!"

"What kind of gift does that to people?" Julie blinked.

Before she could press further, one of the maids suddenly cleared her throat and said in a rush, "I have to dust the floor!"

"And I-I have to clean the kitchen!" Another immediately followed.

"I think the terrace needs sweeping!" A third piped up.

And just like that, half the staff scattered in all directions like startled birds. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Cassius smirked and called after them.

"Hey! I know a bunch of you still have the gift I gave you too! Don’t you want me to take it back?"

One brave maid shouted from the hallway.

"L-Later, Young Master! Later! Please take care of your wives first!"

He chuckled lowly, shaking his head as the sound of hurried footsteps echoed away.

Turning back, he found the main household still frozen where they stood, each one blushing so hard it looked painful.

Cassius sighed dramatically and shrugged.

"Well, since I’ll be helping the maids out later." He said smoothly, his grin turning roguish. "I might as well start by helping you all first. And, of course, taking back what I gave you."

"Young Master...!" Vivi’s blush deepened to the color of wine.

Portia’s composure also cracked. She cleared her throat sharply.

"Young Master, perhaps such matters should indeed be handled in...a more private setting."

"Exactly what I was thinking." Cassius said cheerfully, turning toward the stairs. "Let’s go."

He started walking up casually towards his room upstairs.

For a moment, the women all stood frozen—glancing at each other, their faces a mix of shyness and anticipation.

Then, slowly, one by one, they began to follow.

Diana adjusted her dress nervously.

Vivi fanned herself furiously, muttering.

Isabelle’s cheeks glowed pink, but her steps were graceful and quiet.

But Nala, still confused, blinked as she looked between them and the others.

"Why is everyone acting so weird all of a sudden?"

"I...don’t know. But I have a bad feeling about this." Aisha sighed.

"Same." Julie folded her arms.

"Maybe it’s a secret meeting!" Skadi, on the other hand, was bouncing excitedly. "Or a surprise! I’m coming too!"

And with that, all four of them followed after Cassius and the others, climbing up the wide staircase until they reached the double doors that led to his room, the grand master bedroom of the mansion.

When the last of them stepped inside, Lucius who was about to go inside stopped himself.

"Oh..." He whispered, realizing what kind of ’taking back’ this was going to be.

A wistful sigh escaped his lips as he straightened his coat and took up his silent guard beside the door.

"One day..." He whispered in a extremely feminine voice that came out of nowhere, staring into the distance. "...perhaps I too shall know such passion after showing him my true self."

The doors clicked shut behind the last woman, sealing the lavish master bedroom in warm candlelight and hushed anticipation.

Silk drapes framed tall windows, the massive bed loomed like a throne in the center, and the air smelled faintly of jasmine and heated skin.

Nala was the first to break.

"Okay, that’s it!" She blurted, planting her hands on her hips, tail flicking in agitation. "Cassius, what in the nine hells is going on? You said you were taking something back, and now everyone’s acting like they swallowed a beehive!"

"Tell us right now—what exactly is this mysterious thing you gave them that you’re suddenly dying to reclaim? I can’t hold my curiosity any longer!"

"Yeah, the mystery act has gone on long enough." Aisha stepped forward, eyes narrowed. "I know you love dramatic reveals, Cassius, but spit it out. I want to know too."

"Same here." Julie tilted her head, curiosity burning behind her calm facade. "You’ve got four grown women blushing like maidens. Whatever it is, it can’t be ordinary."

"Is it treasure? Jewelry? Some secret holy relic? Come on, show us!" Skadi’s ears twitched, tail swishing excitedly.

Cassius let the tension hang for one delicious second longer, then turned to the four flustered women with a lazy smile.

"Well." He drawled. "Since they’re all so desperate to see...ladies, I believe it’s time we gave them a proper demonstration of exactly what I’m taking back."

Instantly, the temperature in the room seemed to skyrocket.

But an order from Cassius was absolute.

Isabelle—ever the obedient one—was first.

With trembling fingers she reached for the laces of her dress and started stripping.

One by one, the others followed.

And seeing this sight, Julie’s brows shot up.

"Wait—hold on. Why are you all stripping? We asked to see the gift, not a striptease!"

"Yeah! We said ’show us,’ not ’give us a full moon festival!’" Skadi blinked rapidly.

But the four kept going.

Fingers trembling only slightly, Isabelle unfastened the buttons of her maid dress and let it pool at her feet, revealing full, firm breasts that bounced free, rosy nipples already stiff.

Her slender waist flared into wide hips, and when she shyly pushed down her panties, a plump, completely shaved pussy came into view—swollen lips glistening faintly, looking almost greedy for attention.

Portia followed with dignified slowness, peeling away layers until soft, motherly curves spilled out: heavy, plump breasts with wide areolas, a plush belly perfect for gripping, and a thick, jiggly ass that swayed when she stepped out of her skirt. A neat triangle of dark hair crowned her mature pussy.

Diana’s dress whispered to the floor next, revealing an almost identical plush, maternal body—big juicy tits that sagged just enough to prove their weight, a soft belly with faint silver stretch marks—proof of Vivi once carried, and a trimmed patch of curls above puffy outer lips.

Finally Vivi—tiny, delicate Vivi—blushed so hard her ears turned pink. She wriggled out of her clothes like a shy kitten, exposing small, perky handfuls of breasts capped with tiny pink nipples, a waist Cassius could span with both hands, and the cutest little peach of an ass you ever saw.

Between her thighs sat the tiniest, most pristine little slit, so small and neat it looked almost untouched.

"Hands on the mattress. Asses out." Cassius gave a single, low command.

A heartbeat of hesitation...then Isabelle bent forward first, palms flat on the cover, back arching gracefully. Her full, firm cheeks parted slightly as she presented herself.

Portia followed with dignified reluctance, her softer, plumper rear jiggling as she assumed the position.

Diana’s breath hitched, but she obeyed, the generous flesh of her maternal hips and belly quivering. Vivi had to stand on tiptoe to reach the high mattress, her dainty bottom looking almost comically delicate next to the others.

For a moment the onlookers thought this was the big reveal—just four gorgeous naked butss on display.

But...then they saw it.

Nestled between each pair of cheeks, winking in the light like colored stars, were crystalline gems—smooth, polished, and unmistakably lodged inside their rears.

A deep violet one in Isabelle, a rich emerald in Portia, a warm amber in Diana, and a tiny rose one in Vivi. The flat, jeweled bases sat flush against their tight rings, the rest of the plug hidden within.