About Becoming My Ex-Husband's Mistress - Chapter 58

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Chapter 58. I’ll Do Whatever You Ask
Anne first tried to make out the man’s face.
But the room, devoid of even a single window, was too dark to see clearly. She could only discern the silhouette of his nose bridge and lips.
With the candlelight at his back, identification proved difficult, yet his overall features suggested a handsome man.
As Anne hesitated, his low voice turned menacing once more.
“Do you know why this room is red, black, and heavy with fragrance? Because that way, bloodstains won’t be easily noticed.”
And what transpired afterward.
She had moved out of sheer desperation to survive. From the beginning, she had deliberately targeted his lower body.
She took the man’s words—that she should use any means necessary—as a hint.
Using her mouth proved extraordinarily taxing.
When the man’s desire intensified and he carelessly lifted her skirt, shame flooded through her. The brutal destruction of her virginity felt like her body was being cleaved in two, and she cried out in agony.
But that was only momentary.
At some point, Anne surrendered to pleasure and rolled across the carpet with him in a frenzy.
The man skillfully manipulated her body and sent her into ecstasy.
For the first time, Anne discovered that bestial sounds could come from her own throat. Yet she did not hate it.
Once the act concluded, before the pleasure had even faded, Anne was thrust out through the door.
“I thought you might put on some pathetic tears after a bit of seduction, but you came at me first. Quite bold, aren’t you?”
His soft chuckle echoed in her mind as he pushed her out.
“You’re useful—I like that. I think I’ll remember you. If you happen to think of me, feel free to come again. I’ll grant you special permission.”
His tone was utterly patronizing.
As though she had been the one to desire this, and he had merely obliged her.
Anne stood dazed, replaying what had happened between them.
Yet she found no objection to his words. The pleasure still lingering in her body felt far too overwhelming.
How had this come to pass?
To her desperate struggle for survival, such intense pleasure had been added. She wondered if this was even real.
That was when she heard the door open.
Startled, Anne quickly lifted her head.
“My goodness, Anne?”
The door that opened was Room 401.
Peering out from Room 401 was Melissa Bilsty.
“The… the young lady of Count Bilsty?”
Unlike Anne, whose eyes widened in shock, Melissa’s gaze narrowed.
“I thought you’d left since you were nowhere to be found, and I was quite annoyed about it… but you were here?”
At those words, Anne bit her lower lip.
A torrent of confusion washed over her. She could not easily formulate a response.
She simply wanted to ask how this had happened.
Melissa first furrowed her brow.
“I can roughly guess the situation. In any case, come inside for now.”
Anne entered Room 401.
Unlike Room 402, Room 401 possessed an elegant atmosphere and excellent natural light, making it remarkably bright.
‘Can rooms really be so different just because they’re different spaces?’
Tea and desserts were arranged on the coffee table in the center of the Reception Room.
“Sit there.”
At Melissa’s permission, Anne sat on the sofa.
“Now I understand.”
Melissa’s eyes swept over Anne from head to toe, and she clicked her tongue in exasperation.
“You seemed so docile, yet here you are. You couldn’t restrain yourself and seized the opportunity? And you broke your promise to me in the process?”
Anne couldn’t comprehend what Melissa was saying, so she asked in return.
“Pardon? Broke a promise? I went to Room 402 as Count Bilsty’s daughter instructed me. But then there was this man….”
The rest was too mortifying to voice. Her face flushed crimson.
“What? I said Room 401?”
Melissa’s voice rose sharply as her eyes widened.
“So you committed the rudeness of entering another room without permission—and one where nobility frequents no less?”
At Melissa’s tone suggesting Anne had committed a grave transgression, the maid waved her hands frantically in panic.
“R-Rudeness? But Count Bilsty’s daughter clearly told me…!”
“Good heavens! A maid speaking such dangerous nonsense? Did I say Room 402?”
Melissa gasped and cut off Anne’s words, pointing an accusing finger.
“Stop feigning innocence. Tell me honestly. You knew there were many high-ranking noblemen on the fourth floor of the Raber Salon, and you decided to wag your tail at this opportunity, didn’t you?”
“No, no. That’s not it.”
“It’s not? Then you’re saying I lied and deliberately pushed you into Room 402? Why would I do that for a mere maid? What could I possibly want from you?”
Faced with such disbelief, Anne clutched at her skirt.
“That… that couldn’t possibly be the case, but….”
Once the words left her lips, she realized they were true.
What could Melissa Bilsty, who received the King’s affection and the Grand Duke’s attention, possibly lack that she would do such a thing for me?
It seemed I must have misheard the room number.
But Anne had no idea how to respond in such circumstances.
Having worked at the Mansion waiting only for Luderne’s touch, she was ignorant of malicious schemes.
‘What should I do? Should I tell the steward the truth and ask for his help?’
Melissa pressed her forehead with her hand as if troubled.
“Sigh, I was wrong to think otherwise. A maid can’t rise above her station except in times like these, so it’s natural to aim for the chance to become a nobleman’s woman. Commoners are all the same.”
Melissa shook her head in disapproval, then crossed her arms.
“You know, you showed some wit, but if your employer learns of this, immediate dismissal is the least of it—you’d be beaten with a whip and cast out naked. Do you understand?”
“…Yes?”
Anne had never heard of such a case, so she didn’t know what the punishment would entail.
“Why do you look like you don’t understand? People don’t see you as an individual—they see you as a maid of the House of Grand Duke Wintem.”
That was true.
“It’s as good as damaging the dignity of Grand Duke Wintem himself, is it not?”
At the flood of words, Anne’s heart sank heavily.
“There’s such a clause in your employment contract, isn’t there? That you must not bring shame to your master. And as head maid, shouldn’t you set an example for the other servants?”
The employment contract certainly contained a provision that she must not damage her master’s dignity.
Anne’s expression darkened.
Melissa stared at her intently, then curled one corner of her lips into a mocking smile.
“What else can you do? I’ll have to inform the Grand Duke of the situation and resolve this before it becomes an even bigger scandal.”
Melissa sighed while gazing out the window.
“If the Grand Duke and the servants of House of Wintem learn of this, how utterly ridiculous it would be. If word of this spreads, who will bear the shame of the Grand Duke’s House?”
Only then did Anne realize the magnitude of her mistake. The blood drained from her entire body.
“P-please help me! Miss Bilsty!”
Anne quickly dropped to her knees on the floor.
“I haven’t told anyone that I came here. Only you, the man in the adjacent room, and I know of this matter.”
“So what are you trying to say?”
Anne thought back on what had happened.
There were still unresolved doubts lingering. But here, Melissa held all the power.
What I needed to do now was bury this problem as deeply as possible.
Anne had no choice but to prostrate herself before Melissa and beg.
“Please keep this secret.”
“A secret?”
“Yes. I don’t want to be dismissed.”
“How shameless. After causing such trouble, you ask me to keep it secret?”
Melissa showed no inclination to listen to her pleas.
Anne’s eyes filled with tears of fear.
“It’s not much of a trade, but outside my working hours as a maid, I’ll do whatever you command, Miss.”
Anne begged desperately.
“Please, help me….”
Melissa gazed down at Anne’s prostrate form and let out a satisfied chuckle.
‘How foolish.’
Some time later.
Anne pulled a robe over herself with Melissa’s assistance. Then she slipped out from the fourth floor along the same path she had come with Melissa.
The basement casino was already filling with a fair number of people.
Anne thanked Melissa for the robe and left the casino.
Melissa, whose mood had been terrible until yesterday, finally felt better today.
She had obtained leverage to report on Luderne Sellen’s movements.
Melissa watched with satisfaction as Anne disappeared from view.
Soon Count Veloda Genoma approached and asked quietly.
“How did it go?”
Melissa glanced around, then smiled gracefully at Count Veloda Genoma. Just in case someone was watching.
No matter who saw me or when, I had to appear lovely and beautiful.
“How could she possibly resist? She agreed to do whatever I command—I even had her sign a contract with my name listed as the principal. Of course, she swore to maintain secrecy.”
I also threatened that if she didn’t obey, I would send the contract to Luderne Sellen. The signed contract was now in Melissa’s possession.
In other words, Anne had no choice but to keep the secret, even if the heavens split in two.
Setting aside the injustice of it, the moment her employer discovered she had become leverage for someone other than her employer, she would deserve death without complaint.
“How was Count Veloda Genoma?”
“Who do you think I am?”
Count Veloda Genoma shrugged his shoulders and lowered his voice.
“I excel in that particular area, don’t I? Once I gave him a taste, he became utterly captivated and clung to me.”
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That night, King Zerox came to find Melissa Bilsty.

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