Duke's life proposition

21

The incident this afternoon was still imprinted on Graziano, how to casually Matteo scratched the man's wound.

His face heated up as dirty things began to dance around in his brain. Graziano cursed himself, who could have thought of it.

"You're thinking about what the Duchess is?" Matteo sat next to Graziano, making the omega inching. Graziano doesn't want anyone else to approach.

"What's wrong? Are you sick, until your face is red?" Matteo rubbed Graziano's face, making the master moan, cursed Graziano who forgot his heat cycle.

Matteo inched, slightly away from Graziano. Her omegans moved uneasily with a soft moaning sound, it seemed that the Duchess was in the heat.

"Do you want me to help you, or am I out of the room?" matteo asked, as he was, he needed to question this.

No reply from Graziano, he's squeezing the sheets.

"All right, I'm going out" said Matteo.

Graziano shook his head, no. He really needs his alphabets, it hurts if left unchecked.

Graziano is really messed up, where is that elegance and serenity? what Matteo was currently seeing was only the weak omega desperately holding back his sigh.

Matteo approached Graziano, pulling the heated body into a hug. Letting Graziano do what he wanted, he even let Graziano kiss his neck. There's nothing worse than the heat of omega and rut alpha.

Graziano seemed to forget who he was, all he wanted was satisfaction.

Matteo helps the omega

pursue their own pleasure. Both

enjoy this hot activity, no matter if

some hear******* both.

Graziano is aggressive like this, making Matteo lose his mind. However, if the cat is given fish, it will not be abandoned. Matteo pricks his wife's body until he forgets time. He continues to enjoy the body of the omega under the pretext of helping to relieve his heat.

The sun began to show its light and warmth in the morning.

Graziano squirming in pain in every joint, he raised Matteo's hand that was coiled in his stomach.

"Eumhh, it is morning, wake up your majesty." Graziano rubbed Matteo's face.

Graziano occupied himself slowly, for the sake of the Lord Matteo raided him almost until dawn. They just took a little nap.

Matteo lazily opened his eyes, it felt like his eyelids were heavy. He smiled, when he saw Graziano's face when he woke up, it was beautiful.

"Wake up, aren't we going to the medicine hall?" graziano.

Matteo with a heavy heart woke up, he got out of bed. Both should clean up immediately. Graziano felt sorry for the westerners who brought jugs of water from there for the easterners, and now he must ask at least one jug to be used to clean himself.

Graziano took a long time, the approximate water that he used was only one pitcher, it turns out he spent three jugs and it was all because of Matteo. He was sorry to the westerners, a little guilty of using it for nothing.

After finishing cleaning up, he caught up with Matteo who had gone to the treatment hall earlier. Physician Loi said, the disease suffered by the community gradually improved, plus his own father had begun to improve the itchy wounds on the skin of Duke Antonio had dried up.

The eastern community is very grateful to Duke son-in-law Duke Antonio, they are looking up to the two leaders of the area.

Graziano saw the tents that had begun to be empty by the patients, the healer was also quite relieved because only a few remains. It's the eighth day Graziano is on the land of his birthplace, he's happy that this problem will finally be resolved.

"Your highness, the people are improving. It turns out that the source of the river water is always used by residents," said physician Loi.

"You're right, Duke has overcome the savages who did the despicable thing" Graziano said.

Physician Loi smiled, "may God bless the noble, this lowly person feels grateful to have a leader like the Duke and Duchess." Physician Loi lowered his head, he praised with sincerity.

"Thank you doctor, you don't have to overdo it. It's an obligation for us, without any medical personnel we're not a thank you for your hard work and your other students" Graziano said.

The two talked a lot, even Graziano to the point of forgetting Matteo, he coolly studied some drugs with the physician Loi. At least he should know the basic medicine in terms of medical.

While Matteo was criticizing all-out the man he was arresting at that time. Matteo did not let the man die, even he had the physician Loi treat him and he would return to torture until the man confessed. He deliberately said to go immune, he did not want to until Graziano saw this heinous thing.

Matteo again slapped the hard-bound man hanging upside down, in the empty couravillions of his in-laws.

"Say, which bastard told you to?" Matteo clasped the man's cheek.

The man only chuckled, it seemed that he was so loyal to his Master and was not afraid to die.

"Just kill me, even to death my spirit will not tell you," he said, he could still chuckle even though blood was pouring from his mouth.

Matteo clenched his hands, he was sure that if the one who told this person was not just anyone, it must have power. What is Gardenia's enemy? Matteo rasa, Gardenia only had a dispute with Joury, the leader of Emperor Hryan. But what could it be that Joury did this disgusting thing, just to kill East Gardenia.

Matteo thinks this is too awkward, after all East Gardenia is too small just for that, if you want Joury would make western people like this.

"You wouldn't think who my Master is, so you better not know,"

Plaques

Matteo slapped again and again that presumptuous mouth, he desperately wanted to tear that dirty mouth with his dagger, but he paled because this was his last dagger.

Who is it that Matteo would be surprised to know the mastermind? Even if it was the Emperor would not be surprised, because since the Emperor was indeed a madman and happened to be lucky to make him ascend the throne. Could it be the Emperor? Because Matteo felt, the person before him did not know the past disputes.

"Emperor?" matteo asked, he pressed the man's abdominal wound making him scream loudly.

"Say what the Emperor did?" ask again.

The man in front of him was unable to withstand the pain that had soiled, even he had vomited blood repeatedly littering the floor.

"Don't just smear the pavilion tiles with your disgusting vomit, but use that little foul mouth of yours, tell me what the Emperor is?" matteo said, as if undaunted the man even laughed like a madman.

Matteo felt frustrated by all this, he choked the man's neck tightly.

"Go to hell." The chuck is getting stronger, making the opponent's breath gradually thin the body hanging upside down was moving noisily when his life was plucked from a body that had been damaged. Matteo snorted, looking at the man's eyes that were still open with his mouth open also spitting out blood, he was dead and Matteo who finished him off.