Dark Dad’s Rebirth - Chapter 9: Jealousy (3) (M)

“Haah… … Huh.”

Aria wrapped her arms around Caelius’s neck and trembled. The riding clothes she was wearing had long since been torn to pieces and thrown on the floor.

She simply sat on his thighs, legs spread wide. It was difficult to keep her balance because the carriage jerked.

“Riri.”

Caelius’s hand mercilessly pressed her clitoris. As he drew circles and quickly teased the sensitive flesh, Aria collapsed on top of him in dizzying pleasure.

“Huh, uh… … .”

“It seems like you’re close with Young Master Verha…”

Caelius opened his eyes dizzily and scanned Aria’s body. The hand that had been groping around her vagina immediately pierced and pierced her insides. Aria’s body flinched in surprise at the sudden intrusion.

“Hmph…”

“Do you know who sent that assassin?”

Aria shook her head vigorously, indicating she didn’t know.

“Leon Verha.”

“Ah, no… th-that’s a lie…”

When she questioned him in disbelief, Caelius mercilessly struck her on the backside.

“Are you saying your father is lying, young lady?”

Only then did Aria realize her slip of the tongue and clamped her mouth shut. However, Caelius had long since been offended.

In fact, he had been in a foul mood ever since she mentioned riding horses with Leon in the first place.

He pulled out his finger that was poking inside without thinking and put his thing in there. Then, without even giving her a moment to catch her breath, he immediately squeezed the gap between her holes and thrust his dick in. Because he inserted it right away without any proper caressing, Aria felt a tearing pain and clung to Caelius.

“Ah, Daddy… … oh, ah, it hurts, it hurts… … !”

Even so, he didn’t even blink an eye. Unlike his dick that was standing stiffly and busy poking his daughter’s hole, his head was cold.

“Why would Leon Verha do something so disgraceful, hmm?”

After repeatedly pulling out and thrusting his dark red dick several times, Aria’s body steadily shed its love juice. Before she knew it, a lewd sound of sloshing flowed out from below.

“Or is it that you’re in cahoots with that Verha scoundrel too, young lady?”

“W-What do you mean by that…?”

Aria’s eyes widened at the accusatory tone, and she shook her head vigorously, denying it. However, Caelius merely responded with a subtle, enigmatic smile, impossible to read.

Aria’s eyes widened at his suspicious tone, and she shook her head vigorously, denying it. However, Caelius only responded with a subtle, unreadable smile.

He had seen it clearly: Leon Verha pretending to stroke the horse while slipping it a muscle-relaxing drug.

That’s why he was certain. Cheap and underhanded tricks like this were something he knew all too well—because he had been the one to employ them in the past.

But what puzzled him was why?

The Verha Marquisate had never aligned with either the Emperor’s faction or the Nobles’ faction. They had always remained staunchly neutral, focusing on business rather than political maneuvering. Some nobles even mocked them as mere merchants playing at nobility.

So why would the Verha family suddenly send an assassin after him? What could they possibly be aiming for?

As he continued his train of thought, the small figure of the young woman lay trembling in his embrace, gasping for breath. Whether from fear or something else, her body was more tense than usual. Caelius held her tightly, ensuring she couldn’t escape, and brushed his lips against the nape of Aria’s neck.

The assassins had clearly targeted him. Yet the moment Leon saw Caelius emerge holding their heads, he had immediately fed the drug to his horse.

Almost as if the true target wasn’t Caelius—but Aria.

The nobles naturally assumed the assassins had been after Aria’s life. But Caelius knew the truth. Leon’s real target had been him all along.

Then, in this situation, what is the reasonable suspicion… … .

“Daughter.”

Sobs barely escaped her trembling lips before Caelius silenced them by pressing his mouth firmly against hers. Though startled, Aria squeezed her eyes shut and accepted the kiss, her lips yielding to his. For a long moment, their saliva mixed as he slowly tangled his tongue with hers, tracing the tender inner walls of her mouth. Gradually, her breath grew heated, and she clung to him more tightly.

Their lips parted slowly, a thin string of tension left behind. Caelius fixed her with a chilling gaze, one that starkly contrasted the passion they had just shared. His eyes glistened with lust, but lurking behind that gleam was a shadowy intent—a calculating effort to unravel her inner thoughts.

“Are you in league with that whelp, or not?”

The carriage shook violently, causing her body to sway on its own. The unexpected shaking caused her cock to sway on its own. Aria bit her lips at the sensation of being slammed into the wall without warning.

“Hngh… … .”

She let out a moan she couldn’t hold back. With a blunt face, Caelius turned her over and laid her down. In an instant, Aria, who was lying face down on the carriage seat, struggled in surprise.

“Ah, Daddy… … !”

Regardless, Caelius grabbed Aria’s pelvis and pushed his penis in again. The pink hole between her white flesh was soaked with her love juice and glistened lewdly. When the blood rose and the vicious thing was pushed in, the closed vagina flinched and welcomed her father’s cock.

He held Aria’s waist and thrust his cock in deeply. Then, lewd liquid flowed down her thighs.

“Ah… mm!”

In truth, Caelius was well aware. He knew Aria wasn’t bold or close enough to collude with the young master of the Verha Marquisate on something like this.

This timid, rabbit-like woman was too preoccupied with self-preservation to lower her guard, let alone conspire with someone she’d only recently met.

And yet, an inexplicable urge to tease her kept bubbling up. Knowing full well she was innocent, Caelius leaned in and whispered mischievously into her ear.

“Did that Verha scoundrel promise to rescue you from me, my naive little lady?”

“N-no, ah… no! I swear, I… ahh, really didn’t…!”

“I thought it was strange from the moment you suddenly said you wanted to ride horses with that man.”

Aria denied it as if it was unfair, but he pretended not to listen. The thick thing mercilessly poked and tore through her inner walls. Every time the swollen glans went back and forth in the hole, the obscene sounds between the father and daughter filled the carriage. While they were having sex in the midst of their passion, the carriage suddenly stopped. Aria’s face turned pale.

“D-Daddy… we’ve… arrived…”

Aria whimpered, squirming as if pleading for him to stop. Caelius looked down at her tear-streaked face and gave her a chilling smile. Then, without hesitation, he scooped her up like a child, her bare body cradled in his arms. He wrapped her snugly in his uniform coat, covering her completely, before opening the carriage door.

“A-Ah, Daddy—!”

Startled, Aria cried out, but Caelius remained unfazed, stepping out of the carriage to face the waiting staff. Gossen, the butler, and numerous servants bowed deeply in greeting as if nothing were amiss.

If Caelius and Aria were to enter the mansion as they were, the servants would naturally proceed to clean the carriage. And inside that carriage, the evidence of their tryst remained starkly visible. Aria’s shredded riding attire, torn apart in the throes of passion, lay crumpled on the floor, reeking of the act that had transpired.

Despair spread across Aria’s face. The entire household would soon know. They would know the truth of the relationship between the Grand Duke of Wittelsbach and his ward.

“Ah, daddy… … Please, please… … .”

Aria trembled and grabbed the hem of his clothes. She was more afraid of the fact that the servants would see the inside of the carriage where the traces of their bodies had just been entangled were more prevalent than the fact that she had been naked and wrapped in only a coat.

They were not just any other people, they were father and daughter. Even if they didn’t show it on the outside, everyone in the mansion would be shocked. Rumors might have spread among the nobles.

Aria didn’t have the confidence to endure it.

Tears streamed endlessly down her cheeks. She bit her lips, sobbing, and buried her face into Caelius’ chest. As they moved to the room with her in his arms, she didn’t even want to think about how many servants they might have encountered along the way.

Anyone witnessing this scene would undoubtedly find it strange.

“A-ah, Daddy, hic, Daddy, Ri-Riri, sniff, I-I’m sorry, sniff, I was wrong, ahh…”

Broken cries escaped her lips. Aria, not even knowing what she had done wrong, kept uttering meaningless apologies—I’m sorry, I was wrong, I won’t do it again—simply to get through the situation.

That appearance, perhaps, stirred some subtle sadism in Caelius. His dark eyes gleamed with a sticky lust.

When she finally stopped sobbing and wiped her tears, she realized they were already in his bedroom.

Caelius flung aside the coat that had been covering Aria’s body, leaving her naked, and threw her onto the bed. Startled, Aria hastily hid herself under the blankets. She then looked up at Caelius warily, as though trying to gauge his next move.

“Ah, Daddy…”

He remained expressionless, merely taking off his stifling uniform, buttoned up to his neck, at a slow pace.

“Riri, sniff, didn’t do it… really.”

I know. I know, too…

Caelius narrowed his eyes as he scanned her. The image of her trailing behind the young heir of the Marquisate of Verha still lingered in his mind.

A chilling smile formed on his lips. In his head, thoughts of possessing Aria and crushing the Verha family’s fledgling heir collided.

‘I just need to make sure she never wants to be involved with that man again.’

Caelius discarded his cumbersome uniform and slowly climbed atop the trembling Aria.

Even as he felt discomfort at his own emotions, he couldn’t pinpoint their origin. No, he didn’t even try to understand them. All he thought was that his daughter, who should act according to his will, had disobeyed him and thus required discipline.

Caelius spread her delicate legs helplessly apart. The traces of the lovemaking they had in the carriage were still clearly visible between her legs. The vagina that was glistening with love juice was obscene. Caelius’s hand slowly groped from the vagina to the clitoris. Then he pressed hard on the flesh that was sticking out with his thumb.

“Haah…”

Aria, trembling with fear, couldn’t muster even a single word of protest against him.

The Caelius she had known until now and the Caelius standing before her seemed somehow different.

What was certain, however, was that he was in a foul mood.

If she provoked him any further, there was no telling what misfortune might befall her. With her eyes tightly shut, Aria thought to herself.

A way to appease Caelius’ anger.

Aria trembled and thought hard. She felt like she wouldn’t be able to keep her body if she continued to deal with the angry Caelius.

With the sound of iron rubbing against each other, his front slit came loose. His bloodshot genitals, full of veins and tendons, appeared in front of Aria. As if to prove that he was lustful for his daughter, a cloudy liquid flowed from the tip of his glans.

“Ah, Daddy… Daddy…”

Aria called out to him desperately in a pitiful voice. In contrast to her urgency, Caelius appeared indifferent, though his eyes were filled with vivid anger.

“Ri-Riri… sniff, Riri…”

She opened her mouth to beg for forgiveness, but her sobs prevented her words from forming properly. Tears streamed endlessly down her cheeks.

Caelius showed no intention of containing the oppressive, cold aura emanating from him. The suffocating air pressed heavily against Aria. It felt like her breath was caught in her throat. His dark eyes, glinting ominously, seemed deeper and more terrifying than ever today.

A primal fear. The sensation a prey feels when faced with a predator.

‘Why…?’

Had riding horses with Leon Verha upset him that much?

But Caelius believed Leon would someday betray both her and him, driving them to ruin. No matter how much he disapproved, she felt the need to keep an eye on Leon.

Terrified, Aria couldn’t bear to meet Caelius’ furious gaze and lowered her eyes. Caelius, however, grabbed her chin, forcing her to look directly at him.

“Daughter.”

“Y-Yes, Daddy…”

Her voice quivered, her response breaking into two.

“Since when did you become so close to Leon Verha?”

Caelius tilted his head slightly as he spoke. His tone was calm, yet his gaze brimmed with displeasure and fury. That calmness made Aria even more frightened.

She wanted to blurt out, “Leon is someone who will betray you in the future, Daddy!”

But Caelius wasn’t foolish or obsessed enough to believe her baseless claims outright. He was someone who, no matter how close a person was to him, never let his guard down. Rational to an excessive degree, he always remained detached and objective.

“Riri, sniff, it’s not true. It’s not true… Riri isn’t close with Leon Verha, sniff, not at all, Daddy…”

Aria desperately hugged his neck and pleaded. Kyle didn’t change his expression whether she hugged him or not, and he aligned the tip of his glans with her vagina. The swollen, heavy thing touched the hole soaked with love juice. Aria’s body trembled.

“Ah, Daddy… … .”

Unlike his usual slow insertion, he thrust it in all at once, without any consideration, all the way to the root.

“Ahh… … !”

Aria groaned and gasped for breath in the pain that felt like her lower body was being torn apart. Her waist jerked and flapped on its own. However, Caelius remained irritable. Without giving her time to adjust to the penis that was thrust deep inside, he immediately pulled it back. Then he thrust up again without thinking.

Aria’s face gradually became stained with tears as she felt as if her lower body would snap. Even though they had sex once in the carriage, Caelius’s was too big for her to handle such a one-sided act.

Furthermore, Aria’s body was on the small side. She weighed less than half of Caelius’s, so it goes without saying.

Her white and delicate body lines were crushed by him. Caelius grabbed her waist and began to increase his speed.

“Huht, sniff, ah, Daddy, Daddy… sob, ah…!”

The hole, forcibly opened by the inserted penis, struggled to receive him, following Aria’s breathing.

The penis moving back and forth between her white flesh, making a thump, thump, sound, looked quite vicious. The bumpy thing poked her narrow and stiff inner walls without permission.

The feeling of the thick glans moving back and forth while squeezing was unfamiliar. Aria gasped and continued to apologize to appease him.

“Sniff, ah, ahh… R-Riri… sniff, I-I was wrong, I was wrong, Daddy…!”

Even so, Caelius still gave no response. Despite his lack of reaction, Aria continued to speak incessantly.