But before her tongue could touch the swollen glans, Lola shook her head defiantly.
"N-No, I won't stoop so low as to do something as disgusting as this just to prove that I am beautiful!" she declared, her voice filled with pride.
Cian expected this reaction, fully aware of Lola's stubbornness and arrogance. There was no way to easily tame a woman like her, who was both foolish and filled with an inflated sense of superiority.
"Stubborn to the end, I see..." Cian responded, his voice tinged with amusement. "But have you not realized it yet? In this situation, you are nothing more than a bound woman. You are beneath me."
"How dare you continue to mock me like this! You have no right to belittle me! I am the young lady of the Micesse house. With a mere snap of my finger, I can have anyone executed. If I were to escape from this, it would be a death sentence for you!" Lola threatened, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation.