The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 8: Juliette’s Underwear

For a moment, nothing was said between the two parties.

Juliette simply stared up at him.

It took her a few seconds for her to process the words. Afterwards, she blushed like a tomato and spun around immediately.

"Mister Librarian, how can you suggest such a thing with my husband just downstairs?"

Adal waved a hand dismissively. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Come on, Lady Pearlington. We both know that you aren’t attracted to your husband at all. In fact, I am not even sure if you like him."

Her silence told Adal that he was right. Although her thoughts had long since confirmed that to her.

"If this isn’t something that you want to do, then do be it. However, I feel a spark between us. I think you do, too?"

Juliette slowly turned around and looked at Adal slyly.

From the looks of it, he was winning her over. Even if she didn’t want to admit it.

"Do you know what the city would say if word of this got out? Do you know what the realm thinks of married women who cheat on their husbands?" She asked earnestly.

Adal nodded.

"Of course. I have read these scenarios in hundreds of stories. But I am nothing but a lowly librarian who happened to inherit his family’s library. No one even knows my name, so the chances of us being caught are incredibly slim."

"..."

After a few moments of deliberation in her head, Juliette finally gave in.

Adal read her thoughts.

"I have always wanted a man to find me attractive. A good man, not like the nobles who would brag to their friends about the women they slept with."

"Adal is a good, handsome man. I can tell! If I want to experience what it feels like to be appreciated, I do not know a better choice than him!"

Juliette hooked a finger into the straps of her dress and pulled them down her shoulders.

Adal leaned back on the counter and watched. He couldn’t keep the smile from his face.

The dress fell just enough to reveal Juliette’s black bra, but she quickly used her hand to cover herself up.

"W-why are you looking at me like that?" She asked self-consciously."

"Never mind me. You are just so beautiful."

Juliette’s cheeks blushed brighter. They were words she had never heard before.

Her dress slipped lower until it fell to her waist, gathering at her hips.

Her white lace bra came into full view, the cups covering her full breasts. The fabric showed the curve of her cleavage and the faint outline of her nipples beneath.

She slid her thumbs into the waist of the dress and pulled it down over her hips. It fell past her thighs and to the floor.

Now she stood in just her white lace underwear.

The bra lifted and shaped her breasts, holding them high and soft.

Below, the matching panties clung close to the smooth mound of her pussy between her legs. He could see her cameltoe, swollen against its restraints.

Juliette stood still, nervous to be so exposed in front of a man.

Adal looked at her with a smile. He took in the beauty of her body, which reminded him of why he loved women so much.

Especially those who were married.

"Beautiful. If only your husband got to see this side of you." He said, cooly.

Juliette’s skin blushed red. Her hands naturally gravitated towards her lowered region and her chest, but Adal could still see the succulent skin.

"H-he doesn’t deserve to."

"But he will some day," Adal responded with a sigh. "He, a man who doesn’t deserve to see your body, will some day see, and explore it, whilst I will be left in my library to read books."

Juliette’s eyes widened with every word. Was that sadness in her expression?

It seems my plan is coming together.

Juliette hesitated for a few moments, then whispered quietly.

"Not if I leave him..."

There it is.

Adal shook his head, acting as though this was something he would never want.

"No, no. What would your family say, if you broke off your wedding before even your one-week anniversary?"

Juliette wanted to respond, but couldn’t. She knew that the only way her father would ever accept such a thing, was if she married a man who was more powerful than John.

Adal? He was nothing but a librarian.

But what if I help him gain power? Not only is my family rich, but we also have access to many magical artefacts. With our help, Adal could even awaken a class!

A number of ideas popped into Juliette’s head. Ideas that she felt so desperate to test out.

But the question was, is Adal a man that she wanted to dedicate everything to?

She thought for a moment with her finger on her chin. She had completely forgotten that she was half-naked.

Then, she finally spoke.

"Mister Adal, if it’s fine with you, I would like to continue seeing you. O-of course, only if you’re interested."

She shot her shot, and of course, she hit. Adal allowed it too.

Her flashed her a smile and bowed his head.

"It would be an honour, my lady. The library is open every day of the week, so feel free to visit whenever you would like."

Juliette cheered to herself, but tried her best not to show her excitement to the man.

She was pulled back to reality when she noticed Adal looking her up and down.

"You should probably put your dress back on, Lady Pearlington. Your husband is waiting for his tea, and we both know how nobles can get when they are made to wait."

My husband...

That entire time, Juliette had completely forgotten that her husband was downstairs waiting for her.

She was too focused on Adal, the blonde-haired librarian. A much less powerful man, but the man that she suddenly found herself wanting to be with.