Chapter 210: Student Rosalyn

Adrian's steps echoed lightly along the hallway, Rosalyn walking just half a step behind him. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her blouse, her cheeks still tinged with pink from the intimate exchange moments ago.

Despite her nervousness, there was an unmistakable anticipation in her every movement.

As they approached his room, Adrian glanced over his shoulder, a sly smile playing on his lips.\ "Let's do something different today. What do you think about some roleplay? I even have a perfect situation on mind for today."

Rosalyn's breath hitched. Memories of their shared time in the virtual chamber flooded her mind—situations where Adrian had suggested scenarios she'd found embarrassing at first but had ultimately gone along with, and completely enjoyed it.

Her face burned as she recalled how her embarrassment would often transform into excitement under Adrian's confident direction.

"What kind of roleplay do you have in mind?" she asked softly, her voice barely audible.

Adrian stopped in front of the door to his room, turning to face her fully. His eyes sparkled with amusement and a hint of mischief.

"Hehe you have been quite a naughty student haven't you Rosalyn. Running away from group discussions going on in the guest room with others.", Adrian teased her with a perverted smile on his face.

"How about this scenario? You are going to be student and me the Teacher that would be punishing you."

She swallowed hard and nodded, unable to meet his gaze. "I-I'll do my best," she said shyly.

Adrian chuckled, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. "That's my girl," he said warmly before opening the door.

Rosalyn stepped inside hesitantly, her heart pounding in her chest. Behind them, Mira's concealed form slipped through the doorway just before Adrian closed it.

Mira's concealment spell remained intact, though her breathing was unsteady as she pressed herself against the corner of the room. Her thoughts swirled with questions.

"Is not she the wife of Baron Mortimer? What the hell is going on here? Why is she so intimate with Baron Everhart and from their conversation, it looks like this is not even first time doing this."

She became fascinated with the duo and wanted to find out more.

Meanwhile, Rosalyn turned her back against Adrian and started to strip out of her clothes, in anticipation for him to prepare her new set of clothes.

Adrian didn't even need to tell her to strip as she was used to his senigans by now and understood him perfectly.

Adrian, just as he, was about to use the storage space to bring out the uniform for Rosalyn, became entranced by her figure.

He swiftly went behind her and embraced her and started nibbling on her earlobes, while his hardened cock pressed against her butt.

"Adrian...Are we not doing role-play and starting right now?", Rosalyn asked Adrian as he embraced her.

Adrian then came to his senses and said,"You look so perfect already, I could not wait to eat you up. But right, we have other agendas today."

Adrian smirked as his body moved away from her and grabbed her ass, eliciting a moan from her.

"Here, take this outfit," Adrian said as he brought out the sailor uniform from his storage ring.

Mira was astonished as she watched him conjured a neatly folded outfit seemingly from thin air. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Magic? Item Box? Is that what this is?"

The sight shook her understanding of what Adrian was capable of.

"He is mysterious, I will give him that. Looks like I will have to make sure the alliance goes through and agree to his conditions if it is not excessive. The one that is valuable doesn't seem to his aunt anymore, it seems to be him. If he has space magic that is."

As she was re-evaluating Adrian's worth. she then noticed the garment Adrian held up.

Rosalyn hesitated, her cheeks aflame as she stared at the familiar design of the sailor uniform. "Isn't this...?" she began, her voice trailing off.

"Yes," Adrian interrupted smoothly, his grin widening. "It's perfect for today's lesson. Now, be a good student and change."

Rosalyn nodded, her hands trembling slightly as she took the outfit from him. She turned her back to Adrian and began to dress herself up for her beloved.

Mira, still hidden, felt her throat dry as Rosalyn's porcelain skin.

"Damn this Baron surely has a good taste in woman and also knows how to play with them. Even if alliance doesn't work, I will have to personally create a friendship between us, so I can learn his tricks to woo woman."

Rosalyn picked up the sailor uniform and slipped into the blouse first, the crisp fabric fitting snugly over her torso.

The black material contrasted beautifully against her smooth, pale skin, accentuating the gentle curve of her shoulders and the fullness of her chest.

The black bow at the center drew attention to the swell of her cleavage, while the pleated navy skirt swished just above her mid-thighs, leaving her shapely legs bare save for the black knee-high socks she slid on next.

Rosalyn's pleated navy skirt swished just above her mid-thighs, leaving her shapely legs bare and accentuating the alluring strip of skin between the top of her black knee-high socks and the hemline of her skirt—an enticing display.

This exposed area, framed by the dark fabric of her socks and the soft pleats of her skirt, highlighted the smoothness of her thighs and created a visually captivating contrast.

The subtle glimpse added a playful yet irresistible element to her appearance, blending innocence with a touch of understated allure.

Her long, hair cascaded down her back, framing her delicate features and making her look simultaneously innocent and tantalizing.

Mira couldn't tear her gaze away. She'd seen Rosalyn before, but this... this was different.

The way the uniform clung to her body, the way her cheeks flushed with shyness, the sparkle in her eyes—it was all utterly captivating.

"A change of clothes and she already looks so enchanting?" Mira wondered, her spell nearly faltering as she lost herself in the sight.

Adrian let out a low whistle, his red eyes raking over Rosalyn with unabashed admiration. "Stunning," he murmured, stepping closer to her. "You look perfect, Rosalyn."

Rosalyn turned to face him fully, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. "T-Thank you, Teacher Adrian," she said softly, her voice trembling with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement.

Adrian's lips curled into a smirk as he reached out, his fingers brushing her chin and tilting her face upward.

"Student Rosalyn," he began, his tone low and commanding, "today you'll be punished for running away from group discussions. Do you understand?"

Rosalyn's breath hitched, her eyes wide as she nodded. "Y-Yes, Teacher Adrian."

Adrian's hands moved to her hips, pulling her closer as he leaned in. His breath was warm against her ear as he whispered, "Good. Teacher will take good care of you today to ensure you don't repeat the same mistake."

Mira's heart raced as she watched the scene unfold. She knew she should look away, should leave this private moment to them, but she couldn't.