strokinit #218 - Section 218
#218 - Section 218
The young woman, in high heels, possessed a pure and captivating beauty.
Her fair skin was as smooth and lustrous as jade, and her delicate features were perfectly arranged on her face, with large, clear eyes as bright as a mountain spring.
Long eyelashes fluttered slightly, adding to her charm.
Seeing Rod emerge, the woman was initially startled, clearly not expecting anyone to be in the dilapidated castle.
Rod glanced at the woman, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
He hadn't expected to encounter such a beautiful woman in this forsaken place.
Despite his admiration, he still inquired, “Can I help you?”
The young woman gazed at Rod's handsome features, her face instantly flushing red, and she said cautiously, “It's raining outside, and I got lost in the forest. I stumbled upon this place and thought I could take shelter from the rain.”
Rod looked at the woman's clothes, which were soaked and clinging to her body.
The dress hugged her form, revealing her perfect curves, with glimpses of flesh visible beneath, stirring a strange impulse within him.
He turned his gaze to the outside of the castle, where dark clouds filled the sky, the inky layers seemingly ready to descend.
Large raindrops fell thick and fast, splashing on the ground.
It was indeed a downpour.
He looked at the woman again.
The woman felt uncomfortable under his intense gaze, feeling as if his eyes were like invisible hands, caressing her body.
Rod stared at the woman for a moment, then slowly said, “Come in.”
Rod turned and walked towards the castle. The woman hesitated, the man's earlier gaze making her uneasy.
What if there was no one else in the castle besides him?
If this man wanted to do something to her, she didn't seem capable of resisting.
But, thinking of his handsome face, it seemed like it wouldn't matter if something really did happen, right?
The thought of such a thing happening didn't scare Belle; instead, she felt an inexplicable anticipation.
She was startled by her own sudden boldness.
When had she become so daring?
To even consider having an intimate encounter with a man she had just met.
Inside the castle, the candlelight was dim, the faint light flickering in the darkness as if it might extinguish at any moment.
Rod waved his hand, and a surge of magic caused the firewood in the fireplace to instantly ignite into a roaring blaze.
A warm atmosphere gradually spread, bringing a touch of comfort to Belle's cold body.
Rod looked at Belle's rain-soaked figure and took out a clean set of clothes from his personal space, handing them to her.
“Change into these, or you'll catch a cold.”
Belle was about to thank him when she noticed that the clothes looked a bit odd.
There was a pitifully small amount of fabric.
Chapter 163: Beast = Beautiful Noblewoman!
“Change into these, or you'll catch a cold.”
Belle was about to thank him when she noticed that the clothes looked a bit odd.
There was a pitifully small amount of fabric.
When Belle saw the clothes Rod handed her clearly, her face instantly turned red.
It was a semi-transparent cheongsam.
The cheongsam's fabric was thin, vaguely revealing the color of her skin, embroidered with delicate patterns, and trimmed with delicate lace at the collar and cuffs.
It looked quite beautiful.
But the problem was, could such thin fabric really be considered clothing?
Looking at Belle's blushing face, Rod remained calm.
His space contained all kinds of clothes, and he had deliberately taken out this set.
Although Belle was a little shy, having wet clothes clinging to her body wasn't much better than this outfit.
She bit her lip and finally took the clothes with a red face.
Rod led her to an empty room and said softly, “You can change here.”
With that, he turned and left.
Back in the hall, Rod began talking to the candle.
“How many servants are left in this castle?” Rod casually asked.
The candle flame flickered, making a cautious sound.
“Respectable master, there are still hundreds of servants in this castle, but they are all trapped by the curse.”
Rod nodded slightly.
Hundreds of servants were enough.
He waved his hand, signaling all the furniture to leave.
After all, only he could appreciate the scene that would follow.
On the other side, Belle changed clothes in the room.
The clothes Rod gave her included a set of lace lingerie to wear underneath. Although she had never seen this style of clothing, her womanly instincts naturally taught her how to wear it.
After changing, Belle took a deep breath and cautiously walked out.
Rod cast a spell, instantly illuminating the castle with soft, warm light.
Seeing Belle walk out of the room, his eyes lit up.
The close-fitting cheongsam was just the right size, perfectly hugging her figure.
The deep V-neck revealed her snow-white neck and half of her rounded breasts, a bottomless abyss that drew attention.
Her full breasts and hips were highlighted without concealment, and beneath the semi-transparent cheongsam, a high-waisted black lace thong was faintly visible.
Belle felt Rod's burning gaze and shyly tugged at the hem of her skirt.
These were clothes she had never seen before, and they felt empty on her body.
Moreover, the slits in the cheongsam almost reached her waist, and she felt like she would be exposed just by walking.
Wearing such thin clothes was too embarrassing.
Therefore, Belle took each step with extra caution, worried that she would accidentally expose herself.
Her face was flushed, and her eyes were shy and uneasy.
Rod stepped forward, gentlemanly pulled out a carved chair from his personal space, and invited Belle to sit down.
“Beautiful lady, please have a seat.”
Belle nodded lightly and slowly sat down.
Rod sat directly opposite Belle.
From his current angle, he could clearly see the fullness of the woman's upper body.
Beneath the bottomless cleavage, the faint lace black patterns, the fabric was simple, barely covering the protruding points.
Rod looked at the woman's uneasy face, constantly shifting her legs, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
After all, the innerwear he had taken out was the simplest and most convenient quick-release style.
Wearing it was no different from not wearing it.
However, this was the effect he wanted.
Rod snapped his fingers, and a lavish dinner instantly appeared on the table.
The golden and crispy roasted steak sizzled with oil, exuding an alluring aroma.
The tender and juicy roast chicken had an enticing color, making people drool.
There were also exquisite desserts, as pleasing to the eye as works of art.
Even Belle, who came from a good family, couldn't help swallowing as she looked at the table full of food.
She had been lost in the forest for so long and was already starving.
Moreover, such a lavish meal was extremely rare even in aristocratic families.
It was estimated that only the king's banquet would have such treatment.
Looking at Belle, who was already stunned, Rod remained calm.
These meals came from modern times.
His personal space had at least enough of such meals to feed hundreds of people at the same time.
Having an infinitely large personal space was just that extravagant.
Glancing at the dusty castle, Rod clapped his hands and cast another spell to make the castle look brand new.
The once dusty corners instantly became spotless, and the dilapidated curtains seemed to have been enchanted, replaced with luxurious new fabric embroidered with exquisite patterns.
The paintings on the walls also regained their former glory, and the figures in the paintings seemed to come to life.
Rod smiled and handed Belle exquisite cutlery.
“Are you hungry? Please, eat!”
Belle gently raised her head, her eyes meeting Rod's, and for a moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.
Then she shyly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Rod's burning gaze.
Belle said softly, her face slightly red.
“Thank you.”
The woman's voice was as beautiful as the song of a nightingale.
Rod wondered what such a voice would sound like during tutoring.
Although eating together right after meeting was a bit out of line with a noble's upbringing,
Belle, who had been hungry for half a day, couldn't resist the temptation of the food and carefully began to eat with a knife and fork.
After filling her stomach, Belle realized that the atmosphere in the castle was a bit strange.
Looking at Rod sitting across from her, Belle's face flushed slightly, and she asked cautiously, “Why aren't you eating?”
“What I want to eat isn't this.”
Rod slowly stood up and walked lightly behind Belle.
He gently placed his hands on the woman's shoulders, and Belle's body trembled slightly, but she didn't dodge.
She could feel the warmth of Rod's hands, the warmth passing through the thin clothes to her skin, making her breathing quicken.
“You're beautiful, Belle,” Rod whispered in Belle's ear, his deep voice magnetic.