Chapter 25

While she was calmly undressing, the Marquis’ eyes did not fall off her. Holding a hand-filled wine glass in one hand, he stared intently at Liv’s naked body. When he saw Liv, who had been standing awkwardly, sitting on the bed carefully, he finally looked away with a sigh.

Liv, who glanced at the Marquis, who was drinking wine with a calmer expression, could not hold back the silence and parted her lips first.

“Do I just need to stay like this, my Lord?”

She didn’t let out a particularly loud voice, but the room was so quiet that the question rang louder than she expected. The Marquis, who sat leisurely savoring the wine, glanced at Liv. Recognizing the question in the gaze, Liv moistened her dry lips with her tongue and continued her question carefully.

“Do I just need to take off my clothes like this and do nothing…”

“Did you sign the contract without reading it? Or did my aide force you to sign it without proper explanation?”

It was a sarcastic question because he said it even though he knew it couldn’t be. He was originally a man who had no affection or warmth, but she never expected he would act without moderation.

Liv averted her gaze slightly to hide her little embarrassment.

“… Mr. Adolf informed me that I just need to spend time naked in a room with you, my Lord.”

“You’ve heard it right. So?”

“I was wondering… if there might be something else you wanted.”

“Me to you?”

The Marquis seemed to have no intention of treating Liv with the same minimal decorum. It was clear that he didn’t feel the need to do so from the moment the contract was signed. Otherwise, how could he laugh at her so blatantly?

“I thought you were a little different, but I guess you weren’t.”

Liv’s face flushed lightly. It was because she realized that he rated her the same as the women who chased after him.

Liv was assured that she was different from those women. She had no intention of doing anything to win the Marquis’ love, money, or position. Not only did she not covet them, but she wasn’t a fool who didn’t know that excessive greed would bring her harm.

In the first place, she wouldn’t be here if she didn’t need money.

“It’s not like that. It’s because this situation is not common.”

Answering in a firm voice, Liv suppressed her raging emotion. She wanted to leave immediately when she faced the Marquis’ disdainful gaze. However, she couldn’t bring herself to do so because the bloody numbers on the contract she signed a while ago were haunting her.

“As you have said, I have an “uncommon taste,” and that’s why I paid you to sit there.”

The Marquis replied coldly, swirling the wine glass he held in his hand, and scoffed.

“So will you sit there and be a nice plant?”

“A plant…”

How could he make someone sit there and say that?

Before Liv could respond, the Marquis added in an apathetic tone.

“To call you a statue or something, honestly, you are not worth it yet.”

Liv opened her mouth without realizing it.

“What?”

“I don’t remember putting in something noisy. Is there any plant that can speak?”

The Marquis told her to shut up in a very refined way. Liv gritted her teeth, taking a deep breath, and turned her head.

Perhaps the Marquis didn’t need a body to appreciate, but something to insult comfortably. She had noticed that he wouldn’t treat her from the moment she wasn’t treated for a cup of tea, but even so, how could…

Liv, who was breathing hard, sat with her back completely to the Marquis. He didn’t ask her to make a particular pose, so she was just going to sit around. The Marquis sipped his wine again and lost himself in his own thoughts, seeming to have no intention of complaining. The smell of the cigars mingled with the smell of the wine behind her from time to time.

As he didn’t talk to her, Liv fell into her own thoughts. She looked down indifferently at her naked body. The plump chest and flat belly fat were not quite bad for her to see.

She wouldn’t even have been able to make money in this way if she had a scar, so she was grateful for her natural body.

Yes, how funny I, a teacher, must have looked to the Marquis when I went into the studio and took off my clothes? After all, I brought it on myself for him to treat me this way.

The depressing emotion made her heart throb, and Liv closed her eyes tightly.

She imagined this was a studio, and there was Brad behind her. And she thought about the rather large amount of salary she would receive once this moment was over.

In this way, she had the energy to hold out for a little while longer.