Chapter 68: Chapter 68

Agatha’s POV

[“Why didn’t you attend the class last night? I waited for you”]

Sebastian sent me a text.

I only stared at his text and sighed.

He wasn’t talking to me that much even though we got separated after the field trip, since he was still sulky that I hid my relationship with Lawrence.

‘If he knows more of my secret, I bet he’s going to be furious.’

Therefore, I didn’t reply to Sebastian and decided to focus on my first date with Lanceil.

The two of us walked through the park, ate delicious lunch and visited the museum. It was fun, and somehow, I forgot all of my worries, including Lanceil’s crazy brother, Vincent.

At the end of the date, the two of us went to visit a cinema to watch a famous blockbuster movie that everyone was talking about.

While waiting outside the cinema hall, I noticed that many women were looking on our side. They looked at me with envy, and I knew well why they were jealous.

‘I know. This man beside me is hot as hell.’

Planning to tease Lanceil, I leaned on him. I put my hand to his ear and whispered softly.

“Sir, everyone is only looking at you.”

Lanceil, who’s wearing a gray suit with a white shirt underneath and had his brown hair brushed upward, looked at me.

“At me?” he answered. “Wasn’t everyone looking at you?”

At me?

Now that he said that, I looked around and saw men looking at my side. Maybe because I was used to this, I found this absurd and I just sneered.

Suddenly, Lanceil took my hand and let me.

“Let’s just go. These folks were waiting for the opportunity to meet you. Sorry for them. I won’t let you go,” he said.

He really knew how to swoon at a lady like me, and I couldn’t help but smile widely.

Lanceil led me on the way to the hall.

We entered a box seat only available for rich and wealthy people with power. The box compartments, with walls and soft cushions, were monopolized by a small number of people. This wasn’t the first time I visited a place like this because my father used to buy expensive seats whenever he took me to the cinema.

But since I was acting as the poor maid, I acted like an ‘I am finally a human’ lady in front of Lanceil.

“Wow! We will sit here? This is so amazing,” I gasped to Lanceil.

Sitting on the couch, Lanceil chuckled as he perched next to me.

“Is this your first time choosing a seat like this?”

Is he seriously asking me the question?

He should be thankful that I like him and his arrogant attitude, or else I might have punched him and said: ‘Are you going to ask that arrogant question to a poor lady?’

Barely maintaining my kindness, I smiled at him.

“Yes. And it’s amazing. I am excited to watch the movie,” I said.

“Great. We can order food while watching. Wait a minute.”

With a flick of his finger, men went inside the compartment and brought us food and drinks.

“Do you want more, Sir and Madam?”

Lanceil turned his head to me and asked, “Agatha, do you like more?”

I looked at the food and shook my head. No way. These are too much.

“No. I’m fine with this.”

Lanceil tilted his head to the man and informed him that we don’t want anything. He even told the man not to come in unless he told him so.

Lanceil stroked my hair lovingly, and I fell from his gentle touch.

Eventually, the movie started.

People paid attention to the large screen, and I was no exception. The story was good and no wonder that it was a blockbuster from day one.

I was busy admiring the movie but suddenly trembled in surprise.

“S-Sir?”

“You have to focus on the movie.”

Lanceil wrapped his arms around my waist, but his gaze was still fixed on the screen as if nothing was wrong.

In this situation, I had nothing to say.

‘Well, we’re already in a relationship. This is normal.’

I looked around the compartment with walls that were as tall as half of my size. Surely, no one would notice that my boyfriend was wrapping his hand around my waist inside this compartment, wouldn’t they?

“We look sweet right now, right?” I, who was numb in my feet, asked.

“We are,” he said, not looking back.

His eyes were fixed on the screen, but his hand moved naturally, stroking my waist.

Evan fixed his gaze on the Prima Donna and made a quick calculation in his head. But his hand moved naturally, stroking my waist.

My nerves focused on his hand.

It was so stupid of me to remember the indecent thing Vincent did to me while we were eating breakfast. I got so wet, but my body had not been able to satisfy what I desired. And f*ck, I could not think of the movie anymore but the pleasure I wanted to feel by Lanceil’s hand.

“Lanceil.”

“Yes?”

“We’re in the cinema with a lot of people.”

“And?”

“N-Nothing. Just saying.”

I chickened out. It was hard for me to ask him something that my rational mind would never dare to think. I wanted to blame this on the drunkenness I had when my body was seduced this morning. Was it because I already experienced how good a s*x is and now I was looking forward to the next?

“Agatha, tell me what you think.”

I looked at him, and Lanceil looked back.

He seemed like he was asking a question, but his expression was already telling it.

Tell me what. I want to hear you speak with your own mouth.

And I, who could no longer wait to be touched again, opened my lips and uttered, “I want to do it with you, Lanceil.”

A beautiful smile spread across his lips. But that didn’t end there.