Pinned Against the Wall?

Stella saw the fiery look in Nalant's eyes as well. She seemed to sense something, and her fair cheeks and neck instantly flushed crimson, revealing a rare, girlish shyness.

Damn! Isn't this seducing your lordship?

His grandmother might endure it, but his grandfather certainly couldn't!

The sight made Nalant's appetite stir even more.

So, the next moment, he prepared to raise his strong, powerful arm toward Stella's delicate body...

"Nalant, Nalant, are you all right? We heard you were injured!" Just as wicked thoughts rose in Nalant's heart and he was about to pin the Flower of Tulip against the wall, Boris and Rell's anxious voices came from afar.

The two fellows' voices immediately made Nalant freeze, and his nose nearly twisted with rage.

I should've suggested to the Count from the start that we not bring these two along. Damn it, what a pair of utterly oblivious fools! Nalant cursed inwardly.

"Nalant, are you all right? We'd just captured all the defeated soldiers on the other side when we heard you were injured!" The two tactless fellows, Boris and Rell, came up to Nalant and immediately began expressing their concern.

"I'm fine. I won't die. By the way, there weren't even a thousand defeated soldiers on the other side. You two actually have the nerve to look so pleased with yourselves? At least seven or eight thousand escaped. Why aren't you going after them? Be careful, or I'll give you one less share of the spoils when the time comes!"

As expected, Boris and Rell's warm faces met Nalant's cold backside.

"Uh..."

Boris and Rell were stunned.

Had Nalant swallowed gunpowder or something?

But in the next moment, they noticed Stella's fair, slender hand resting on Nalant's waist, as well as the lingering aftermath on her face, and immediately