Chapter 49: She Doesn’t Suspect a Thing.

Since that whole ordeal was very eye opening to Monia, the girl was very tired by the time that she and Clare returned to Risa’s estate. As such, she had climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep early.

Sniff!

Risa: “…” “Why am I even doing this? Though… Monia doesn’t even have a hint of the smell of that Melissa on her. Like always, my loyal personal maid had done her job well.” She happily thought.

After staying in the hospital for a bit, Risa soon returned home. Eric was taken care of by those maids, and he was securely placed in China. Risa, being as powerful as she is, had struck a deal with the government there, in which they will prevent the man from ever leaving.

Grace was honestly fine, and just needed two weeks or fewer to heal her hands up. She was always a strong woman, so Risa had to beg her to stay in the hospital until her hands were fully healed.

Leaving the room, Risa closed Monia’s door as quietly as she could. Then she made her way into her study. “Now is the time to come up with a plan to deal with that floozy.” She thought.

Risa: “How was the shoot after I left?” She asked with a curious tone.

Clare: “It went well, My Lady. Monia seemed to very much enjoy being a model, and that Melissa woman had stayed in her lane. She was actually very professional, even after you left.” She answered.

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Risa: “If you weren’t there, then Melissa would have taken Monia in that studio. She looks at her just the same way that I do… Thank you for protecting her.” She replied with a sigh.

Clare: “…” “Protect her? Sorry, but I threw her to a wolf. It was the only way to ensure your safety. I need to distract her some more…” She thought with a slightly remorseful tone.

Risa: “We have to think of a plan to deal with her, Clare.” She said with a serious tone.

Clare: “Leave it to me, My Lady.” She replied with a bow.

Risa: “I would like to, but…” Her words were cut off.

Clare: “Melissa is a small matter. And there is a more pressing one that you need to attend to.” She said, cutting her Lady words off.

Risa: “Oh? What might that be?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

Clare: “You need to find a replacement for me.” She answered.

Risa: “A… replacement? Is there something wrong? Have I been giving you too much to handle? Clare, we can work this out…” She said with a nervous tone.

Clare: “My workload is one that I can handle, Risa. I… I just want to retire, and find a beautiful and loving woman to marry.” She clarified with a bashful tone and expression. “Seeing Melissa lapping up Monia’s armpits had made me so damn aroused. I need to get married so that I finally deal with these pent up sexual desires…” She thought with an embarrassed tone.

Risa: “…Will you be doing that be soon?” She asked in reply.

Clare: “Within the next few years, My Lady.” She answered.

Risa: “That gives me enough time, then. I hope that you find a woman who truly loves you.” She said with a warm smile.

Clare: “Thank you, My Lady.” She replied with a smile of her own. “Ah, if only you knew that I let Melissa eat out your future wife’s armpits, then you wouldn’t be wishing me the best right now…” She thought with a remorseful tone.

As for the girl whose armpits were eaten out, she was having a very nice dream. What kind of dream? Oh, just a wet and steamy one. A dream where… Melissa and Risa were both licking her armpits at the same time!