"..."
The words hung in the air for a few moments.
With each increasing second that passed, Juliette's cheeks blushed brighter.
"I umm... I don't know w-what you're talking about, Mister Adal."
Juliette looked down at her fingers and fiddled with them nervously.
However, Adal focused on her thoughts.
He could not hear thoughts unrelated to lust, so whether she was angry at the words or not was unknown to him.
However, any part of her that felt inclined to take his offer could not be hidden from Adal.
"How did he know that I wanted to touch myself?"
"Why does part of me want him to watch? Am I really so dirty?"
"What would father think... Or even my future husband?"
"How does this librarian charm me so easily?"
After reading her thoughts, Adal knew that it was time to strike.
He pretended not to care much about what he had said, making sure not to make a big deal out of it, as it would make the lady uncomfortable.
Instead, he merely shrugged his shoulders.
"I was just giving you permission. As a reader myself, I know how such books can influence the mind. If you wish to pleasure yourself, I find no problem with that."
Afterwards, Adal said nothing else and returned to his cleaning.
Meanwhile, he kept an eye on the lady, watching her closely.
Through the shelves, he could see her wrestling with her thoughts, before eventually returning to her book.
She continued reading for another ten minutes, and then finally, it happened.
Juliette removed one hand from the book and slowly slid them down to the inside of her thigh.
Her dress hiked up slightly removed smooth milky skin.
She looked around nervously, checking to see if she could find Adal.
As her eyes landed on him, he made sure to make it seem as though he wasn't paying attention.
After taking a deep breath, she continued.
Her dress hiked up further, making its way past her thick upper thighs, and eventually struggling past her soft buttocks that sank into the cushion of the chair.
Her red panties were finally revealed. They were laced, revealing more skin than was appropriate for a lady.
Adal felt himself stiffening.
She's actually doing this in my library.
"I'm actually doing this in his library. I'm actually about to pleasure myself."
He watched as her hands gravitated to her crotch. She ran her pointer finger up the length of her slits, but not daring to go past her soaked underwear.
"Nnngh!"
Juliette's moans echoed through the library walls.
She quickly dropped her book and placed a hand to her mouth, ashamed of what she had just done.
Her senses seemed to have come to her at that exact moment, forcing her to slam the book closed and hurry out of the library without saying a word.
She left the book on the desk.
Adal sighed and made his way over, picking it up and returning it to where it was.
Afterwards, he made his way over to the seat and cleaned it of a damp spot.
"I guess it was too much for her to handle." He sighed in disappointment.
But at least he had been given another chance to earn skills in his Lust Lord class.
This time, they were more interesting than ever.
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Later that day...
Juliette stood at the centre of the ballroom dance floor, dressed in her most beautiful navy blue dress. Her hair had been curled, and she wore a face of makeup that highlighted her beauty.
She wore a waist trainer that cinched her stomach, giving her more of an hourglass look.
Her friends around her, all dressed equally beautiful, drank from glasses of wine as they enjoyed the attention from the men of the party.
"Look over there, isn't that Vincente looking over at us? Isn't he friends with the prince?" Grace said, one of Juliette's blonde-haired friends.
"I think he's looking at me..." Mary responded, leaning over and trying her best to reveal as much cleavage as possible.
"..."
"Wait a minute... No, isn't he looking at Juliette?"
Juliette hadn't cared before, but for the first time, she looked over.
There, amongst a group of other wealthy young men dressed in suits, was a brown-haired man with a stylish air to him.
Both men and women adored him, as he was the son of a famous inventor.
As for Juliette... She didn't care.
"He's not my type." She responded in a dull tone, before taking another sip of her wine.
Her friends looked at her sideways.
"Come on, Jules. First, you admit to having no attraction towards your future husband, John, and now even Vincente isn't enough for you. If you won't have them, then pass them to me." Penelope, her green-haired friend responded. She was the oldest, and sexiest of them all.
Juliette didn't respond at first. Her mind was elsewhere.
"Wait a minute..." Penelope continued. "There's someone else, isn't there? Someone that's caught your attention."
Now, all of her friends were staring at her with smirks on their faces. From Juliette's lack of response, they guessed that Penelope had hit the nail on the head.
They begged and begged for her to tell them who the lucky man was. There was nothing noble women loved to do more than gossip about men.
When she finally gave in and told them, no one could believe it.
"There's a new librarian in the city. I have only met him twice, but there is something about him."
She blushed as she spoke about Adal. His handsome face popped into her mind, and the intellectual air that he had to him.
Not to mention, he seemed like a man who understood her sexual desires, yet not in a creepy way, like most other men.
One of Penelope's eyebrows rose.
"But... Librarians make no money?" She pointed out, confused.
"There's more to men than just money, Penny." Juliette sighed. "Go to his library and find out. It's the Alexandrus Library."
Penelope took another swig of her wine and shrugged her shoulders.
"Maybe I will. But first, I think I'll try out some of those men at this party. I don't know about you guys, but my libido has been incredibly high today... I think it might be the wine?"
"Or maybe you're just a slut." Mary laughed, which made the rest of the friend group laugh as well.
Penelope pouted her lips, then smiled.
"Maybe I am."