Chapter 198: Chapter: 197 A lustful woman’ desire.[6]

Ciel stared directly at his face from only inches away.

Her cheeks were slightly red while her breathing had already become uneven from excitement. She had finally cornered him exactly the way she wanted.

For days now she had imagined this moment in her head again and again. And now he was right here beneath her.

Her soft chest pressed tightly against him while one of her hands slowly slipped behind his back, gently pulling him closer as her fingers moved through his golden hair almost lovingly.

"It’s no use," she whispered with a smug smile. "Even if you want to resist, your body already surrendered."

As she spoke, her eyes slowly lowered toward his lap. The confident smile on her face immediately widened.

The thing below was pressing against her stomach so firmly that she almost looked proud of herself. It felt like victory itself had personally arrived to congratulate her.

"See?" she said with a satisfied grin.

"You’re already this excited. Honestly, Lord Saint, your body is much more honest than your mouth."

Then she leaned even closer until her lips were only a breath away from his.

"And once I’m done with you," she whispered softly, "you won’t even remember what happened tonight."

With that, she moved forward again, trying to pull him into a deep kiss so she could finally begin enjoying the reward for all her hard work.

However..... Right before their lips touched, Uriel calmly raised one hand and covered his mouth.

Ciel froze.

Uriel’s expression remained peaceful despite the heat spreading through his body.

Even now, while the medicine was affecting him, his face still looked strangely composed.

"I already told you," he said quietly, "it is useless. Unless I allow it myself, no one can have me."

The moment those words left his mouth....The pressure against Ciel’s stomach slowly started disappearing.

"...Eh?" Her eyes widened.

The proud "weapon" that had been aggressively attacking her belly just moments ago suddenly began losing strength at terrifying speed.

"No no no no...."Ciel immediately grabbed onto him in panic.

She hurriedly rubbed against him harder, trying desperately to bring it back to life like someone attempting to save a dying patient.

Instead....It softened even more.Ciel looked horrified.

"What?!" she shouted. "What did you do?!"

Now she looked personally betrayed by the heavens themselves.

She grabbed him again in complete disbelief, trying every trick her chaotic little brain could think of, but the result only became worse.

Meanwhile Uriel simply sat there calmly while being violently harassed by a panicking noblewoman having the worst emotional crisis of her life.

"Impossible..." Ciel muttered with a shaken face. "That medicine can make any man lose control..."

And she was not exaggerating. The drug she used was insanely strong.

A normal person would have already turned into a mindless beast by now. Even knights with years of training would struggle to endure it.

Yet somehow....this blind saint was sitting calmly on the couch looking more disappointed than tempted.

Ciel stared at him like she had just discovered a terrifying monster hiding inside a beautiful vase.

How was this even possible? She was literally throwing herself at him. Any normal man would have surrendered ten times already.

But this man? This man was out here rejecting her while half drugged? Was he even human?

"Lady Ciel," Uriel said softly as he gently pushed her away from him.

The simple action stunned her even more.

He adjusted his slightly messy clothes before sitting comfortably against the couch again as if none of this chaos had happened at all.

"Your desire to have me has already crossed the limits of basic human decency," he continued calmly. "Such shameless behavior does not suit the heir of the Scarlet family."

Then after a small pause, he added gently,

"Please try to control yourself before you do something you may regret later."

Ciel’s jaw almost dropped...Control herself?

CONTROL HERSELF?!

This man was seriously lecturing her right now after making her suffer emotional damage on a spiritual level.

Meanwhile Uriel quietly listened to the trembling beside him through the couch.

Everything was moving according to plan.

From the moment he entered the empire, every step had already been prepared by his main body.

Cecilia becoming the next Empress, taking control of the Holy Empire, removing the First Prince from power... all of it had already been carefully arranged long before he even arrived here.

And his face....his terrifyingly beautiful face...was one of the biggest weapons in that entire plan.

His beauty captured Cecilia first, exactly as expected. She was the most important piece.

Once she became Empress, controlling the empire would become far easier.

Especially with him standing beside her as a Saint who possessed authority equal to the Pope himself.

And for the next stage of the plan...Ciel was necessary too...However...

Uriel’s calm expression changed slightly.

A small trace of conflict quietly appeared on his face for the first time that evening.

’Am I truly doing the right thing...?’

The thought appeared silently inside his heart.

In the end, he was still using his own body as a tool for his main body’s ambitions.

Seducing people, controlling emotions, making others fall for him... sometimes it honestly felt less like strategy and more like prostitution with holy decorations added on top.

And worse...he did not want to admit it, but Cecilia had already become slightly different from the others in his heart.

That was why he stopped Ciel earlier.

If he truly wanted, he could have simply allowed everything to continue.

But he did not....Still...

According to the original plan, someday he would eventually need to cross that line with Ciel too.

"...But why?"

Ciel’s voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. Uriel slowly turned toward her.

Her face no longer looked playful now.

Instead she looked genuinely upset.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked quietly while staring at him with frustration. "Can’t you just lie down quietly and enjoy it?!"

There was actual grievance in her voice now, like she truly believed she was the victim here.