On the fifth floor, where no one could enter, there were three n@ked bodies entangled in the Duke’s bedroom.

The silvery-gray hair of the sprawling woman swayed softly, obscuring her blushing face.

A black haired man with a sturdy body thrusted his pen!s in the woman’s mouth. Below, a platinum-haired man was sliding in.

“Older Sister, you need to use your tongue a little more. Mhm, that’s good.”

The dark-haired man, Leonhard, smiled contentedly and wrapped his arms around the back of her head.

Then, he pushed his c0ck in her mouth and repeated the withdrawal.

As Aris’s soft lips gripped his manho0d and spit it out, a harsh breath escaped Leonhard’s mouth.

Then, when her soft tongue brushed against his glans, Leonhard twitched more violently.

“Haah, I think I’m c*mming.”

Aris heard the good news and chose to spread her tongue wide, sucking his c0ck from the base to the tip.

This method was Leonhard’s favorite. She hoped he would finish soon.

“Ahk!”

But behind her, her older brother started to interfere, and it was not easy.

“Aris, aren’t you focusing too much on Leon?”

“Bro, brother . . .”

Evanstein, a handsome gentleman, viciously retracted out his pen!s barely to the glans, then slammed it all the way in with one swift movement. Aris’s hands trembled.

“Sister, don’t stop with your tongue.”

Leon stroked Aris’s hair and moved his waist.

Aris looked at Leon with eyes full of unspoken words, but she couldn’t say anything because his pen!s was filling the entirety of her mouth.

“What should our Aris do, taking care of her brothers?”

Her older brother and her younger brother. Both had asked her to take care of them.

Leonhard used to take sneak peeks at Aristasia, but Aris didn’t know what her brother had wanted to do.

Aris shook her back as she showed a sign that she cared for Evan too, since he was so anxious.

“Aris.”

Evanstein continued to move his waist, pressing the plug lodged in her an@l.

Each time he pressed it, Aris’ waist shook.

“Haa, good . . .”

Unlike her older brother, who was feeling the pleasure of ramming it under and into her, Leonhard felt that her mouth wasn’t enough. He eventually pulled out the gen!tals he had put in Aris’s mouth.

Her mouth was obviously pleasing, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy him, so cooper’s fluid dripped from his hard, bulging gen!tals.

“Brother, what shall we do now?”

“We should do what Aris wants.”

Aris struggled to catch her breath, but she continued to shake her waist in search of greater pleasure.

“Sister, what should we do?”

Leon knew that Aris would feel better when he occasionally spoke respectfully to her.

So this time, he spoke respectfully to her in order to appeal to her.

To hear the answer he wanted to hear.

“Put it in . . .”

“Where?”

Leonhard criticized her lightly with a smile on his face and asked. After all, there were three places he could insert himself into.

When the calloused hand— that of one who had held a pen for countless hours— stirred the plug that had been lodged in Aris’s an@l, Aris exclaimed out loud.

“Haah! Hu, huaa, don’t do it!”

“Would you like to apply more aphr0disiac cream next time, Aris?”

He had already applied an excessive amount of aphr0disiac cream and she felt it in her an@l, but she wanted to argue about the nonsense brother Evan was talking about.

But she couldn’t speak properly, so she just shook her head from side to side.

“Sister, please pick quickly. If you don’t say anything, I won’t know where to put it.”

Unlike his older brother, Leon, who could not put it in, showed his impatience.

He wanted to put it in her an@l or pu$sy. Anywhere.

His brother’s c0ck was already in her pu$sy, but Leonhard didn’t care about it much.

Maybe even three . . . two of them were nothing.

It hadn’t happened just once or twice.

“You, put it in.”

Aris was about to pull it out by hanging her finger around the ring which was on the tip of the an@l plug.

But soon, Leon, who covered Aris’s hand, moved the plug arbitrarily and rammed it inside.

“Aah, wait a minute, uh!”

“You can’t just remove it whenever you want.”

Leon blinked at Evan, and Evan turned around and hugged her.

He put his arms under both of her knees and lifted them up.

Aris clung to Evan and hugged him in case she ever fell.

“Brother. If you’re tired, should I hold her?”

“Nonsense.”

Leon grinned and pulled out the an@l plug at once.

“Huuu!”

Aris was readying her mind, but terrified by the sudden pleasure, she clung to Evan even tighter.

Evan buried his face in the nape of her neck, as if Aris was too cute, and engraved more marks onto her skin.

“Sister, relax.”

“Alright . . .”

Even though Aris said she knew, Leon was dissatisfied with the fact that her body became tense and the way she dug deeper into Evan’s arms.

“If Sister does that, I can’t help it either.”

Leon squeezed a lot of the aphr0disiac cream he had placed on the side table and applied it to his c0ck.

“Until this drug loses its effectiveness . . . You will have to take responsibility and accept it.”

Her an@l was already covered with the aphr0disiac cream that her brother had put on.

However, the amount that Leon applied was not nearly that much.

If it was that, she would be held immobile until tomorrow morning, perhaps even tomorrow noon.

Aris mumbled that it was ridiculous, and Evan spat out a quiet swear word that he was a crazy bastard, but Leonhard didn’t listen.

“Honestly, who here is sound of mind?”

“Haaangh! Sir Le,onha…rd! Haaaannggh!”

“Ahng, good! Haahhnng! Sir Leonhard!”

Again.

It started again.

Aristasia shook her head and came out of her own room.

It was because the explicit moans that flowed along the thin wall tormented Aris.

She eventually had to give up her own room facing the wall with the source of the disturbance.

Her younger brother Leonhard Verdick, along with his good looks, had the honor of being a sword master, who were fewer than ten in the Empire.

It was perhaps natural that he captured the hearts of many women.

The problem was that Leonhard, a growing young man, called courtesans to his house every day.

She endured it once or twice, but they are still courtesans.

In many cases, even four people came at a time. She couldn’t help but get angry because the courtesans came every day.

So, she would rather kick Leonhard to a high-end bar with courtesans, but the knights who had gone to buy courtesans were also weeping because Leonhard took all their attention.

In the end, at their earnest request, Leonhard had no choice but to start calling the courtesans back home…….

“Then what am I doing wrong?”

Although it has been a long time since she had her debutante, she had no lover.

There was someone visiting the mansion one day to marry Aristasia.

But the courtesan, who was holding Leonhard’s arms, greeted her suitor warmly.

Evanstein Verdick, Aristasia’s older brother, and the head of the Duchy of Verdick, in which Aristasia and Leonhard are the members, saw it and kicked him out with a single stroke.

The reason was that he couldn’t afford to give his precious little sister to a man who wallowed with courtesans.

However, it was impossible for the nobles of the Empire, where it was common to mix bodies with courtesan or gigolo, to cross that wall.

The suitors tried to sneak in when the courtesans weren’t there, but there was not a day when the courtesans didn’t visit Leonhard.

In the end, they almost got kicked out by Duke Verdick, and they stopped coming to ask Aristasia about marriage.

‘Still, they will feel unfair. Because there are few people who don’t visit courtesan or gigolo.’

Not to mention, their father has often introduced courtesans to his adult son.

It was just that Duke Verdick, who had an overly determined personality, was unique.

So Leonhard always had many women around because they felt like they could reach him, but Evanstein’s surroundings were full of eyes watching from a certain distance.

Somehow, since then, the only men left around Aristasia were her brothers, Evanstein Verdick, and her younger brother, Leonhard Verdick.

And Aristasia was more influenced by Leonhard of the playboy temperament than of Evanstein, who had a determined personality.

Not surprisingly, her older brother stayed on the 5th floor where the duke’s room is, but she was on the same 4th floor as Leonhard, even so in the next room.

‘Isn’t it strange that I see and hear other women’s moans every day and I’m not influenced by them?’

At first, Aristasia could not stand the sounds of the courtesans that she had heard all day, and moved to another room.

However, she was attacked by an unidentified assailant that night, and she was eventually forced to return to the room next door to sword master Leonhard, for safety reasons.

She asked if she could move to the room next to her older brother, even if he was not a swordmaster but was good at swordsmanship, but Evanstain refused, so it was also impossible.

So Aristasia, who was gradually influenced by Leonhard, eventually committed to her work.

“Give this letter to Madame Ash.”

Aristasia instructed her maid while pretending to be calm as she struggled to calm her pounding heart.

The maid accepted the letter, saying she understood.

‘I, I made it! Finally, tonight, I’m going one step further!’

What Aristasia gave her maid was a letter to secretly send a gigolo into her room in the middle of the night.

The letter was accompanied by a statement that he should be a handsome man who could catch her eye.

If she gets married by arrangement, she’s probably more likely to marry an ugly man with a belly.

So she wanted the man that she could choose to be at least a handsome and fit man.

‘But what should I do at night?’

Although she called a gigolo, she was worried about what kind of clothes to wear.

In the end, after much deliberation, Aristasia wore a dragonfly wing-like underwear gifted to her by her friend Milena, and she decided to wait with a gown over it.

* * *

Knock, knock, knock-

“Come in.”

Aris tried to answer by pretending to be composed, but she couldn’t help but tremble in her voice.

The door opened silently and quietly.

Aris turned her eyes away as she expected some handsome gigolo to come.

She had secretly sworn that if she didn’t like the man sent to her, she would send it back and argue with Madame.

The door opened and a very handsome blond man appeared.

The only problem was that his name was Evanstein Verdick.

“Brother…….”

Evan, who came to her room at night, didn’t seem very well

As soon as he entered, Evan’s eyes, squinting the room, barely met Aris.

At Evan’s face, which looked uncomfortable, Aris quietly looked into his eyes.

“You haven’t slept yet?”

“Yes…….But what is going on at this hour?”

Aris was nervous and pressed her hand gently to calm her pounding chest.

She would normally have asked if he would like a cup of tea, but she had a guest and she couldn’t have him find out by her brother.

‘What will happen if the gigolo comes to the current situation?’

It was her older brother who looked at the men that wallowed with courtesans like worms.

Leonhard, her younger brother, was no exception.

Then, if he finds out that she is wallowing with a gigolo…….

‘If it’s Leon, he’s a sword master, so he’ll take care of his own future path, but what should I do?’

But he didn’t kick Leon out, who was playing so messily, but she wondered if he would kick her out.

Still, it was natural to be in trouble once she got caught.

So, Aris can’t help but want to get her brother out of her room right now.

That didn’t mean she was not in the mood for a joke, she said, “What are you doing in the middle of the night in a lady’s room!”

“Why? If I was here right now, would I be in trouble?”

Aris, who had almost nodded her head involuntarily, shook her head in a hurry.

“No! Just…….Right! It’s late, and my brother is going to be tired from working all day, so I wanted you to get some rest!”

Watching Aris roll her eyes, Evan raised one corner of his mouth and smiled.

He was her brother, but he had a really handsome face.

“Don’t worry.”

“How could I not worry…….”

Aris wanted to shout, so please go to your room and rest.

Before the gigolo comes, go on!

“It’s okay to be tired. It’s for everyone in the Duke’s residence.”

“Brother…… But still…….”

His only sister was so worried, and told him to go to his room and rest, if possible, sleep well all night and have no idea what was going on downstairs.

“Brother has misunderstood.” Evan said.

“Huh? Misunderstood?”

“I thought you were doing this by calling a gigolo. I didn’t know you were doing it because you were worried about my fatigue.”

…… doomed.

In an instant, Aris’s mind went blank.

It didn’t matter how he knew.

It was important for her how to deal with this in the future.

However, Aris’s mouth opened spontaneously regardless of the owner’s will, and she only muttered affirmative words.

“How do you…….”

Aris hurriedly covered her mouth with both her hands, but she couldn’t pick up the words she had already uttered.

“The Duchy’s employees are very loyal.”

When she found out that the maid had betrayed her, she panicked, but she couldn’t help it.

Because It was Duke Evanstein Verdick who hired them, and Aris understood that she too was in Evan’s shadow.

Aris was worried that the employees might see the scene where she would be scolded in the future.

So she grabbed Evan’s hand, led him into her own room, looked left and right in the hallway, and closed her door only after making sure no one was there.

“I have nothing to say to Brother, but how did you know?”

“…….”

Actually, calling gigolo is not so sinful.

Even her younger brother, Leonhard, has courtesans coming in and out until the door were worn out. (do doors wear out? XD, it meant to say that the door was opened and closed so frequently)

But it was important that the person who called was Aristasia.

The only younger sister, Aristasia, whom Duke Verdick loved dearly.

“I won’t ask why you called. But this should never happen again.”

Evan stroked Aris’s head, who was chewing her lips not knowing what to do.

And his fingertips caressed her lips.

“Don’t bite your lips.”

Evan removed her hand that had touched Aris, and lifted his foot to get out of her room.

He thought the case would be over like this.

At least for Evan.

“So what about the gigolo?”

Until Aris called him.

Aris, who expected her brother to scold her a lot, was a little surprised when Evan didn’t say much.

‘Is it something to get in trouble for?’

Well, come to think of it, there was no reason to be scolded for.

She too had already passed the age of adulthood, and her younger brother, Leonhard Verdick, every day, and not one, but two or three women were brought into the room.

And yet, the older brother sometimes looked at him with a pathetic look, yet didn’t scold him too much.

“Send it back.”

“Why?”

“Why?”

Aris, who always disliked Evan’s opinion.

Evan was very unfamiliar with her questioning him why.

“Leon also calls courtesans! But why can’t I?”

Even though Aristasia was caught, she decided not to let it go like this.

From now on, she wanted to call them confidently rather than secretly.

‘Why can’t I have sex that everyone else does! Everyone else says it feels good!’

When the agitated Aris stared at him, Evan opened his mouth as if there was nothing he could do about it.

“Leon calls, but I don’t. Not everyone calls.”

“It’s not that everyone isn’t calling it!”

Aris pretended not to be, but she looked forward to the gigolo’s arrival.

However, when she thought that it would all be in vain because of Evan’s stubborn

personality, she was saddened.

When she had tea parties with other ladies, there were many stories about a certain madam’s gigolo, who they said was so good, and that someone liked it so much that they made it their own.

Although many of the ladies envy her for having Evanstain and Leonhard as her brothers, Aristasia did not want it.