Chapter 56 – ​56

Euro ​clenched ​and ​unclenched ​his ​fists ​under the blanket, ​trying ​to ​pull ​himself ​together. It was because ​a ​strange sensation, like ​a dull ache ​in ​his ​lower ​abdomen, ​was ​beginning to send ​a ​rush ​of heat to ​his lower body.

The reaction ​was far ​faster and ​more immediate ​than he ​had ​expected, ​leaving Euro breathless, ​exhaling hot ​air with his mouth ​agape.

He was deeply flustered ​by the fact that ​he, and ​not ​Melione, had consumed the love drug, ​but he acted as ​naturally ​as ​possible ​to ​avoid showing it. ​The problem ​was ​that in focusing ​on ​that act, he had overlooked ​the most ​important ​detail.

The drug he ​had ​received ​from ​Larry ​this time ​had ​undergone another ​round of refinement. Given that it likely ​reflected Euro’s previous ​feedback—that the earlier ​love drug didn’t seem ​to work ​well—the potency was ​predictable.

Though ​he hadn’t tried ​the previous version, ​the way ​his ​mind was ​beginning ​to grow ​hazy ​suggested it ​had ​been ​crafted with serious ​intensity.

Lying ​flat on ​his ​back ​and ​staring at the ceiling, Euro unconsciously pressed his legs together and curled up on his side.

It felt as if he were standing in the middle of a road under a blazing sun with heat haze shimmering around him; cold sweat poured down his back and forehead, and his vision grew increasingly blurred.

Even so, Euro focused on the sound of Melione’s breathing beside him. Unable to turn around and check immediately if he was asleep or not, he simply tried to gauge the situation.

After some time, when Melione’s breathing felt steady and rhythmic, Euro cautiously pushed back the blanket and stepped out of bed.

However, before he could even stand properly, the strength stolen contentleft his legs, and he collapsed onto the floor. He nearly let out a stolen contentscream in [unauthorized copy]surprise, but he managed to bite his lip and hold it back.

‘This is… more serious than I thought.’

As he slowly lifted both hands, his fingertips were trembling. With the strength drained from his entire body, Euro staggered and barely managed to pull himself up, like a newborn fawn.

His vision kept blurring, and he didn’t know what might happen if he stayed like this. Drinking the love drug himself was enough of an unplanned accident.

With that, Euro hurried toward his own bedroom, determined to get away regardless of whether Melione woke up. However, the moment he leaned against the side of his bed, half-crawling, Larry’s words flashed through his mind.

‘You can make them drink it, or you can spray it. But if you spray it, you’ll be affected too. You can just enjoy it together like a midsummer night’s dream.’

Melione was already asleep, making it impossible to feed him the drug. Euro had left his bedroom with the mindset that it wouldn’t matter if he were caught, but if he actually were, he was the one who would be in trouble.

He wasn’t particularly keen on it, but since he had already ingested the drug, there was no other way. Euro lay flat on the floor and reached his hand under the bed.

Originally, he had planned to wait until Melione fell asleep, retrieve the scented oil and deodorizer from here, go back into the room, and engage in their planned encounter.

Groping under the bed, he felt the deodorizer and scented oil he had stashed away. After pulling them out, he found the hidden scented oil and laid everything out on the floor.

Then, he opened the cap of the deodorizer and poured the entire liquid onto the carpet. He then poured a whole bottle of the love drug into the empty deodorizer bottle and closed the cap.

Since the deodorizer was a pump-type Read on Read BL Novelswith a rubber bulb, this was the only way to easily [unauthorized copy]visit our sitespray the love drug. The cleanup would be more difficult later, but he had no choice.

Even as Euro gripped the deodorizer bottle filled with the love drug, he knew this wasn’t a rational method. In truth, he felt that he was not in his right mind.

A heat surged from deep within, as if someone were searing his entire body with fire, and Euro was plagued by the impulse to strip off even his light pajamas, which now felt suffocating.

If he were sane, he would never have done this. It would have been better to flee anywhere in the mansion, lock the door, and endure it until morning.

Nothing had gone according to plan today, starting from the moment he met him in the office. It simply wasn’t his day. On a day like this, the right thing to do—the only thing to do—was nothing at all.

But despite knowing this, Euro could not control his moving body. Completely enslaved by the drug, he stood up, opened the door, and entered the bedroom where Melione slept.

In the dim room, Melione lay motionless with his eyes closed. Euro gazed quietly at his face before he began spraying the love drug here and there.

He made sure it didn’t touch Melione’s bare skin or face, but he sprayed it around the bedside and throughout the entire room so that it would be inhaled quickly.

By the time he had used nearly the entire bottle, Euro felt his consciousness fading. Having already drunk a bottle of the love drug, inhaling the mist in the air made it impossible to remain lucid.

Yet, Euro fought with all his might to hold onto his sanity. If he simply lost consciousness and their bodies overlapped, it would be nothing more than mere sex.

Euro barely managed to sit where he had been lying and lightly placed his hand on the sleeping Melione’s forehead. Then, steadying his ragged breath, he began to sing.

It was a disastrous song, with neither pitch nor rhythm in the right visit our siteplace. [stolen content]In all his life, Kim Euro had never sung so poorly.

It was the same whether on stage or off. Even when trembling with nerves, Kim Euro was a man who always delivered once he held the microphone.

But not today. Just holding onto his reason had consumed too much of his energy.

Due to the abnormal reactions occurring throughout his body, he couldn’t focus on the song, and he felt as if he would let out a moan the moment he tightened his lower abdomen.

Still, Euro pushed through to the end of the song. He sang in a very low, quiet, and gentle voice, as if singing a lullaby. Once the song ended, exhausted, Euro curled up and burrowed under the covers.

He didn’t care what happened now. He had done everything he could, and maintaining his sanity had become an ordeal. The moment he released the tension he had been holding in his body, he felt his reason snap—click—as if someone had pulled a power plug.

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Melione had a strange dream. It was a dream of lying on someone’s lap and listening to a sweet lullaby. His whole body felt languid, and he felt as if he were floating on a cloud.

Wandering through a tender dreamscape he wished he would never wake from, he suddenly opened his eyelids at a peculiar sound.

The room was still dark. Only the faint moonlight filtered in, and as he slowly pushed himself up, narrowing his eyes in the dim light, he turned his head toward the sound of someone sobbing.

The blanket beside him was bulging. Only a few strands of hair peeked out from under the covers, and the person curled up inside was Euro.

“Hng, hng…!”

The blanket heaved along with a sorrowful cry. Melione immediately yanked back the blanket Euro was covered with. What was revealed was Euro, naked, masturbating alone.

Curled up like a fetus, Euro was covering his mouth with one hand while roughly gripping and shaking his member with the other. Melione’s face contorted at the unbelievable sight.

As the hot air that had accumulated escaped and the cool night air touched his skin, Euro turned his head and stared up at Melione.

In that moment, Euro removed the hand covering his mouth and gripped his member tightly with both hands.

“Haa-ugh!”

With a moan, Euro trembled violently and ejaculated. Semen spilled and pooled in both his palms. His lower body was already a mess of wetness, having masturbated countless times.

“Ha…”

Watching this, Melione brushed back his hair and sighed.

“Why do I keep having these kinds of dreams…?”

It couldn’t be explained unless it were a dream. The sight of Euro masturbating in hushed breaths beside him while he slept—it had to be a dream born from a filthy delusion.

The image of Euro saying he felt sad that they couldn’t share a bed, the look of [unauthorized copy]visible surprise on his face when he saw Melione’s naked body, the flushed skin of unauthorized copy[stolen content]someone who had just stepped out of the shower. All those things must have converged to create this result.

It was half his own fault. Would it have been better if he had just let Raymond take Euro away? No, probably not.

Melione felt a distinct sense of disappointment as he watched Euro sigh and close his eyes beside him. He had no choice but to accept it now.

“Why on earth are you doing this to me?”

Melione asked as he watched Euro groan and rub himself once more. Then, impulsively exhaling a hot breath, he pressed down on Euro’s half-open red lips with his fingertip.

He saw an overlap of the Euro from that dawn, staring at him with wide eyes like a frightened animal. In that moment, there was only one thing Melione wanted to do.

“Euro.”

Calling Euro’s name, Melione pulled the curled-up body toward him. Then, he immediately climbed on top of him and kissed him roughly.