“Happy birthday,” said Carla as I opened my eyes.

“Thank you,” I said to her, taking her naked body in my embrace and kissing her lips gently.

Today, this body had turned nineteen. Making it four years and six days since I had come to this world.

So much has happened, since then.

Especially, the past year, which had been transformative.

I still remember a day exactly a year before, when the whole family went to my father's office to read his will. That day changed my life in more ways than possible.

I pushed those thoughts away and focused on a beautiful woman who had climbed over me without leaving my lips.

She took my hard cock in hand and placed it over her pussy, before gently sliding down.

I could feel her moaning in the kiss as she slowly began to ride me, without breaking the kiss.

I matched her rhythm with mine, enjoying every moment slowly.

We didn’t say any words, nor did we need to. Our movements were enough to communicate with each other.

An hour passed, and we got out of the shower; there too. We made love with each other.

“If you keep looking at me that way, I don’t think we will be able to leave the room before the afternoon,” she said, seeing her intentionally wearing her clothes seductively.

I hugged her from behind and crooned my nose into her neck, under her thick curly hair, inhaling her addictive fragrance.

“I don’t think any better way to spend my birthday than that,” I said as I pressed my cock into her, which had once again become hard.

“I want it too, but we both have too much work to do,” she said as she pressed her ass against my cock, before walking away.

I wanted to catch her and pin her against the wall before having my way with her, but she was right. We have too much work to do to spend the entire morning making love.

We left the room a minute later.

She went to the mansion where the girls were staying. I looked at preparations for tonight’s party.

Everything looked good; Ornell had done a wonderful job.

After I finished with it, I went to the establishment, where there were a lot of carriages coming and going, not only in the establishment but also in the circle.

Two days ago, they had started to set the furniture and other things.

As I walked out of the carriage, I saw Eudo warning the people to be careful with things. He had been here since yesterday morning, busy setting up the studio.

It is not just him, but also the chief bartender and Wilkins, the second in command of Drev. As for where Drev is, he, along with most of the kitchen staff, is in the mansion, preparing for tonight.

I didn’t hire the catering and why should I? When I have the best chefs in the city.

By evening, everything will be set up and tomorrow, the establishment will open.

I didn’t let the nervousness appear on my face and walked inside the establishment.

An hour later, I walked out and stepped into the circle.

Many think, even among the girls, that I had spent too much on it, given its purpose, but I don’t think I had. I had spent what I needed to spend and got there great result.

I hope the people will like it, for whom I made it.

After checking the circle, I sat back in my carriage and went to my office.

Hours passed, and soon it was a late afternoon when I had pulled into the mansion.

It is not the one I live in, but the one where girls live. I have come here for a few minutes before I go back to the manor where I live and prepare for the party, which will start in a few hours.

“Happy Birthday, Master Silver,”

I heard the moment I entered the ballroom, where I saw all the girls. From teens to old, everyone was present in the ballroom, with a big cake in the middle along with the candles.

“Thank you, girls,” I said after a moment of surprise, with my voice being a little emotional.

I had not thought they would do this and to be honest; it made me happier than I had thought it would, seeing all of them gathering and wishing me the birthday.

“Come, blow out the candles,” said Carla.

I nodded and walked toward the huge three-tiered cake, before blowing the candles on it.

The girls clapped, singing me happy birthday, before Wanda, began to cut the cake into the perfect slices.

I ate the cake and talked with the girls. This time, more like a friend rather than the boss, and it made me happy.

“This?” I asked as Carla pushed a beautifully wrapped small box to me. “Your present from me and the girls,” she said.

“Thank you,” I accepted.

She looked at me to open it, but I smiled and put it in my pocket. She glared, but didn’t say anything.

Half an hour later, I left the mansion. I didn’t want to leave, but I had already stayed more than I had planned to.

As the carriage moved toward the mansion; I took out the present the girls had given me.

I removed the ribbon on top of it and unwrapped it gently. Only to see a delicate jewelry box within. I opened it carefully; only to see a delicate gemmed rose-shaped brooch within.

It was so beautiful that I started at it until my carriage reached the mansion before I got out.

It was evening, and I had only one and a half hours before the guests started to arrive. I am feeling a little panic, but it was elevated. Seeing the mansion lighting up beautifully.

I entered inside and checked the preparations before going to my suit. There, I showered and changed into the new suit, before taking out a jewelry box and wearing the rose brooch.

Click!

Knock Knock!

I was looking in the mirror when the knock rang out on my door. “Come in,” I said. The door opened and Eudo walked inside, with Lenore following behind him.

“Has she arrived?” I asked.

“Yes, I had just finished with her,” he replied, while Lenore set up the make-up box down and opened it before Eudo started on me.

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I am not a fan of make-up, but today is important and I have to look my best.

“Thank you Eudo,” I said as he finished with me.

The beautiful man smiled and walked away, while I turned to the mirror and looked at a very handsome face. I looked so handsome that, I have never in my life.

He had taken me near the realm of beautiful.

Knock Knock!

I narcissistically admired myself for a few minutes before walking out of the suit and knocking on the one beside mine.

“Come in,” said the familiar voice, and I entered inside, and I have to say, I am impressed.

“You are looking beautiful enough to make even a woman jealous,” said Valentina. “You are not looking bad yourself,” I said to her.

She is a wearing backless satin dress, with a wide cleavage and slit that reaches quite high. Eudo had done a wonderful job on her, that I wish he would have held a little back.

“Ready?” I asked as I gave her my hand, which she took. “Yes,” she replied, and we walked out of the suit.

I would have been very much preferred. If it had been Carla in the place of Valentina, sadly, it was not possible.

At least, she will be at the party, with Margaux.

A few minutes later, we welcomed our first guest, and a few seconds after another, and then another.

I have invited a lot of people, with many of them being important.

Time passed, and the important ones begin to appear.

“Welcome Guildmaster Hardt, Mrs. Hardt,” I greeted Damon Hardt and his hot wife. “Thank you for the invitation adviser,” said Hardt with a smile, before walking inside.

He still hates me, but there is also a hint of respect there, which surprised me. I had not seen that emotion in his eyes before.

I quickly cleared my emotions and turned to the next guest.

“Welcome Baron Homer, Baroness Homer,” I welcome with a faint bow. “It is our pleasure, Adviser,” replied the man.

“It seemed like, anyone who is important in Renwell region had come to your party,” said Valentina.

“Not everyone,” I said, and she rolled her eyes. “Even, the Governor of Deerpond and Commander of Dustorn Fortress has sent their representative,” she said, and I smiled, a little too brightly.

I had sent the invitation to Marquess Gats but didn’t think he would send someone, but the man did.

A few more minutes passed and when a surprise appeared on my face when I saw my sister. It was not my sister who surprised me, but the man coming with her.

I had not thought he would personally come.

“Lord Blackwell, Baroness Silver, thank you for gracing me with your presence,” I greeted them.

“Thank you for inviting me, Adviser,” he said with a smile.

I talked to him, and my sister for a few seconds before they entered inside, and I welcomed the other guests.

Time passed and nearly all the guests arrived except for one, without whom, the part couldn’t stop.

He had me wait quite a while before he finally came.

“Welcome to my humble abode, my Lords,” I said and bowed.

“I hope your little party won’t be boring, Remus,” said Lancel mocking, while glancing at Valentina with lust.

He hid those emotions quickly, but I could see he was still feeling them.

The bastard feels lust for nearly every woman, but he doesn’t act on it. He considers it beneath him to try against any woman, who doesn’t have noble blood.

“I promise you will not be bored, my lord,” I said and took the father and son inside with Valentina.

All the eyes turned to us as I led them to the ballroom before I walked to the stage.

“Thank you, everyone, for making this special day even more special with your presence,” “It is a great honor for me to have you all in my humble home and share…”

I continued with speed; I kept it small, but even the small speech, need to last for at least five minutes.

“Hope you will enjoy this night and impart to me with wisdom, as I grow the year older,” I finished, bringing the smile to the faces of people.

I got onto the stage and joined Valentina, before starting to mingle; the first was, of course, Count Darrow, who was talking with Ignatius and representative of Marquess Gats.

I talked with them for a few minutes, before turning to the other guests and then the other.

An expert host never lets any guest feel left out; making each one feel special is a mark of a great host and while I may, not be as good, I am close.

I am not able to make some people, like a priest of the god of war and commander Atticus, feel special, as there is not the slightest bit of change in their hate for me.

“Adviser, once again, thank you for inviting me,” said a beautiful woman with a lithe figure.

“It was my pleasure, Miss Salt,” I said to Lena, who was talking to me, but her eyes were on Valentina, with pain in the eyes of their both.

A beautiful world can be so cruel.

Soon, I went to Carla and Margaux, who were talking with merchants from Owlspring. I introduced them to a couple of people before mingling with more guests.

Hours passed, and before I knew it, the guests began to leave one by one, till only two of us remained.

“It went better than I imagined,” I said as I bid farewell to the last guest. “You have thrown a great party, especially food. Everybody was praising it,” said Valentina.

“Let’s hope, they will sing the same tune tomorrow,” said to which she smiled.

“Come, it is time. I give you, your present,” she said. “You really don’t have to,” I said, but she just gave me a look.

I thought the present was outside, but no, it is not.

We sat in the carriage, and it moved; I had asked her about it, but she didn’t say anything. So, I remained quiet as the carriage moved toward the entertainment district.

It stopped in front of the establishment, and without her saying anything, I saw my present.

“Do you like it?” she asked, looking at me hopefully. “I love it,” I replied. It is really beautiful.