Her face was scarlet red from hearing the happy coupling of the two new "wedded" people.

Seriously, this place lacked isolation from noises. Thinking such, she would make note of it and ask him if it was possible to noise-proof the living quarters they would use…

She suddenly wondered on how the maids might have heard her doing it with Arkalat, her ear tip took the same shade as her face from that thought.

She seriously would never be able to look at her maids in the eyes anymore!

Squealing and squirming, her hands covered her face as she ducked under the covers in shame!

While she no longer heard their voices, she could still hear the headboard of the bed ramming with rhythm on the wall, so she took her pillow and covered her head…

Around that time, Arkalat made his return to the Inn.

To his surprise Timara had been a virgin, therefore, he had ordered the two half-orcs not to play with the front hole and place a metal chast.i.ty belt on the new slave.

She would be sold in the new area as a one night prost.i.tute to the highest bidder.

And for her to gain skills to sell her at a better price, they would train her to please men and women alike.

He, after all, did not discriminate from where the money came from and only cared to humiliate the tramp.

He would use the money gained to buy some toys for his wife to be entertained with.

Thinking of his cute little wife, a kind and gentle smile bloomed on his face, the expression was like night and day to his previous one.

The four girls looked at him in awe. This man, when he smiled truly, he could still the soul!

No wonder how that woman had fallen to h.e.l.l, he was an evildoer!

They sighed in unison. They had witnessed what had happened to her, it was engraved in their minds and would never forget it.

This man only smiles to one person and that was not them!

He entered the room, keenly hearing the noise made by the man and woman, he lowly cursed the paper walls of the inn.

Anyhow, that slave boy deserved his reward and he would not go bother him, after all, this boy would become useful to him.

Walking to their inner room, he spotted a lump hidden under the blankets with a pillow to the top of her head, and that sight made him burst into laughter.

"What are you doing?"

He looked at his wronged wife, whose face had the same tone as her vermillion hair.

"Trying to sleep…" She whined to him more than refuting him.

Seeing her cute and shy expression, he smirked.

"Paper walls are never good for concealing, how about we drown their noise?"

He teased, furthermore he let himself fall on the bed heavily.

Speaking in a cute spoiled manner, imitating her manners while twisting black and white.

"Hubby can't take it anymore!"

"Wifey is being such a bully!"

"Not even welcoming her hard-working husband."

He made a cutesy pout that looked more hilarious than "cute".

"Not even undressing your dear hubby for a much-needed ma.s.sage."

He said shamelessly to her, as he grabbed her thin wrist and pulled her atop his body so she would fall riding on top of him.

His covered ramrod greedily demanding to be released, seeking to enter the sweet honey cave…