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Dad, I will Listen to you - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Elia was taken to Karel's bedroom.

There was a small room right next to Karel's bedroom. Originally, this was the room that the former duke used to house his mistress, and no one lived in the room next to Karel. Karel decided to share the bedroom with Elia until the collapsed ceiling was fixed.

'… Eliara.'

He opened and closed the locket pendant, recalling the brothel he was forcibly taken to by the Duke when he was young.

The former duke did not take kindly to the fact that his second son, Karel, had his eyes set on the Duke's position. So, he made Karel drunk with a lot of potion and forced him to embrace a woman.

At that time, Karel was only sixteen years old.

At the brothel where he was sent to indulge in lust, Karel's desire for the Duke's position only increased.

“Gar-er!”

Karel turned his head when he heard Elia's voice calling him.

Elia was very small. She was twenty years old, two years past the age of an adult according to the age of the Acheron Empire. And yet, to him, Elia didn't seem like an adult at all.

The child's pronunciation, which had now begun to speak, was very sloppy. Karel looked at Elia blankly. The look in his eyes was so cold that you wouldn't believe he was looking at his daughter.

'Trouble,' that was all Karel felt for Elia.

In the first place, there was no way he could have fatherly qualities as he even ignored his child with his original wife. He also killed his brother to become a duke. There was no way he had any humanity left in him to think about his daughter. Moreover, he was the one who had completely forgotten about Elia's existence. He didn't even wonder how Elia lived. 

There was no way he could feel any affection for her now that he knew her.

If it weren't for those strange violet eyes, he would never have recognized her as his daughter.

However, this did not mean that Elia was not his child. Because purple eyes were a characteristic that only the Arost family could have.

“Gar!”

Elia tugged on the hem of Karel's clothes. Sitting on his lap in a thin chemise, she behaved casually. It was an action that he would have been displeased with in the first place. But somehow, Karel didn't feel bad about her behavior. On the contrary...

"...Hoo."

It aroused lust.

It was such a strange thing. To lust after seeing purple eyes that are the same color as mine.

Karel let out a long sigh. Knowing nothing, Elia pressed her hand firmly against Karel's suddenly towering center. Karel hid his sinister intentions as he looked at Elia smiling brightly, as if she was amazed by something she had never seen before.

There was absolutely no problem in embracing her right now.

Elia was an adult in imperial age, and the fact that she was his biological daughter was now known only to the vassals and the council of elders of the mansion. As she had never learned, the chances of Elia considering him as her father were nil. There is no way she knew what it meant to be a father in the first place.

“… ha."

Karel touched the neck of Elia, who was laughing. Then, he went down her jaw line, caressed her shoulder line, and then touched her thin wrist. Karel got up from his seat as he held her with one hand.

"Let's eat."

He didn't have a hobby of embracing skinny women who didn't eat well. Elia was already sick after being hit by the pouring rain for a long time, and he wasn't in the mood to hug someone like that. In any case, all he has to do is vent his sexual desire on his wife.

"Fhod? Yessh!"

I stroked Elia’s head as she expressed her joy with slurred pronunciation. He calmed his breathing, which had become rough with excitement, and called a servant.

When the servant came with food, Elia hid behind him. She grabbed his collar and said, ‘Boo! Bua!' she made an unknown sound and pointed at the servant. Karel had a hard time holding back his laughter as the sight seemed like a wild animal being wary of strangers. The sight of her blindly following him was both amusing and somehow pleasing.

“Go out.”

Karel gestured to the attendant. If he had known that Elia was such an interesting creature, he would have gotten her right away, but Karel felt a slight sense of regret.

No, I don’t think I would have felt this way if I had raised her by my side from the beginning.

From now on, I can just raise her according to my taste.

Toy-like charm, hair like white paper, colorless personality. There was no part I didn't like. Karel looked at Elia and raised the corners of his mouth.

“Gar’er, Uther?”

When Karel raised the corner of his mouth, Elia followed suit. Her smile was so bright.

What will she think of him when she finds out why she was trapped in the attic? Will you smile at me like this again then?

Elia's hair tangled around Karel's fingertips.

Karel did not feel guilty at all for not caring about Elia even though she was his biological child. All nobles were like that. At least Karel was good in that he brought Elia to his mansion.

Moreover, in a way, it was safe to say that Elia lived thanks to Karel. She didn't know that if it hadn't been for him, she would have wandered down the street and died a long time ago. Or else, thanks to her smooth appearance, she would have been trampled on by other men for the rest of her life, only to be abandoned on the street when she got older and shabbier.

"Oh well."

When Elia hurriedly ate the food and food got on her hair, Karel wiped it off with a handkerchief. He placed his lips on the tip of her hair and gently tucked it behind her ear. Her hair, which she had just started taking care of, was not yet soft, but it still felt crumbly in his hands, which wasn't a bad thing. But Karel preferred her hair soft.

“Get healthy quickly.”

"Ooh? Woong!"

Elia nodded repeatedly as if she understood what he was saying. This caused food to splatter on Elia's body. Karel frowned, but he didn't pull Elia away from his body. Although he was someone who absolutely hated uncleanness, he was tolerant of only Elia.

He took out another handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the splatter on Elia's body.

When his hand brushed Elia's thigh, she flinched. It was an unexpected reaction, so Karel's touch deepened.

“Huh, huh.”

Elia turned red and looked at Karel's face. He felt feverish again. The barely dead penis raised its head and stood up again. He always felt sexual urges toward Elia, but today was the first time he felt them so strongly. How could he be so turned on by a little weight gain in a skeleton that made him wonder if she was even alive?

Karel looked into mysterious purple eyes, gasped, and loosened his tie. He gulped as her cleavage was visible through the thin clothing.

“Well, I guess we can’t sleep together today.”

It was dangerous.

When Karel took his hand away from Elia, she cried.

“Gar-er!”

He gestured for her to give him her hand and as she stumbled to her feet, he grabbed the back of her hand and pressed his lips to hers. Her fingers brushed against his lips where they had suddenly touched. Elia's fingers gently tapped his lips, as if she liked the soft feel.

The long platinum hair held in his hand was so mysterious and beautiful that Karel couldn't help but admire it. Elia seemed to like Karel's touch and made a pleasant noise.

“Baa!”

“I can’t wait to teach you. I want to talk to you as soon as possible.”

Seeing her with an innocent expression looking at him, Karel took a deep breath.

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