Chapter 155: Robbery 3
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Chapter 155: Robbery 3
Robbery.
An offense punishable by death.
Rosalind never thought that one day, she would end up robbing a place; a temple to be exact.
In her past life, she had done a few things that might be considered illegal, like blackmail and even manipulating people, but she never once did something like this. She held the Duke's hand a little tighter. The man seemed calm; the exact opposite of her.
"Calm down they won't catch us," Lucas said, his voice mellowed. It was as if he was deliberately trying to confront her. "Close your eyes and let me guide you."
That part made her want to laugh. Compared to his current age, Rosalind was already an older woman, yet he was intending to guide her. Somehow she found this part funny, but she said nothing and closed her eyes. She felt her body start to tremble and pressure engulfed them.
Strangely, she did not feel any pain or discomfort from the teleportation.
"You can open your eyes now," he whispered next to her left ear. She jolted and let out a surprised yelp when his hot breath touched her cheeks. Luckily, he was able to cover her mouth, preventing her from making a sound.
Her eyes were wide when she realized how close their faces were. It felt like they are in a small room? The room was not particularly dark because of some stones that emitted light around them. These were special stones that were considered relics and could provide light for tens of years.
The room smelled like musk and lemon. It smelled like Lucas. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m
Soon enough she realized that this was not a room as there were cushions around them and they were no longer standing, but lying down in a small space.
Realization hit her.
They are in a small rectangular space, like a coffin.
No. They are in a coffin and she she was lying on top of him!
Before she could do anything, she felt his hand on her waist as if he already knew that she would try to move out or perhaps try to go out of the small coffin. He was right.
Rosalind did not know how long it lasted as she was too occupied with her own thoughts. She had been doing her best to try and calm her raging heart.
After what felt like forever, the two finally stopped and then they left. First was Federico then the woman. After making sure that they were already gone, the Duke finally pushed a button and the coffin opened.
Rosalind tried to jump out of the coffin but almost fell instead as the coffin was sitting on top of a large palm. Luckily, the Duke held her arm before she could jump.
"I knew you would do that," he mused.
She pursed her lips before clearing her throat. The room was not particularly hot, yet she was sweating, her clothes were practically drenched.
"Where are we?" she asked, ignoring his words or the fact that she was still sitting on top of him. She could feel her cheeks burn, something that really irritated her. Why was she blushing!? An old woman would not blush like this!
"This is the first floor of the temple we are going down the stairs to reach the second floor. Another stairway will lead us to the third."
"How many floors are there?" she asked while trying to wriggle her way out of the coffin. She could sit on the edge just fine, anywhere but his lap, was fine. Why was he holding her as if she she was a child?
"Seven."
"And where are we going?"
"Sixth."
"Then we need to hurry."
"I agree," he said before he pulled her into his embrace. Then with one swift motion, he jumped out of the coffin and safely landed on the floor.
Rosalind looked back and concluded that she was never coming back to this place! The coffin was actually in a very high place and it was not sitting on top of a palm. It was hanging! It was actually hanging from what looked like chains rusty chains.
Moreover, there were more than ten coffins hanging around theirs.
"We should hurry, robbing a temple is not going to be an easy task," she heard him say behind her. The next thing she knew, he was already carrying her towards the stairs.
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Chapter 155: Robbery 3
Robbery.
An offense punishable by death.
Rosalind never thought that one day, she would end up robbing a place; a temple to be exact.
In her past life, she had done a few things that might be considered illegal, like blackmail and even manipulating people, but she never once did something like this. She held the Duke's hand a little tighter. The man seemed calm; the exact opposite of her.
"Calm down they won't catch us," Lucas said, his voice mellowed. It was as if he was deliberately trying to confront her. "Close your eyes and let me guide you."
That part made her want to laugh. Compared to his current age, Rosalind was already an older woman, yet he was intending to guide her. Somehow she found this part funny, but she said nothing and closed her eyes. She felt her body start to tremble and pressure engulfed them.
Strangely, she did not feel any pain or discomfort from the teleportation.
"You can open your eyes now," he whispered next to her left ear. She jolted and let out a surprised yelp when his hot breath touched her cheeks. Luckily, he was able to cover her mouth, preventing her from making a sound.
Her eyes were wide when she realized how close their faces were. It felt like they are in a small room? The room was not particularly dark because of some stones that emitted light around them. These were special stones that were considered relics and could provide light for tens of years.
The room smelled like musk and lemon. It smelled like Lucas. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m
Soon enough she realized that this was not a room as there were cushions around them and they were no longer standing, but lying down in a small space.
Realization hit her.
They are in a small rectangular space, like a coffin.
No. They are in a coffin and she she was lying on top of him!
Before she could do anything, she felt his hand on her waist as if he already knew that she would try to move out or perhaps try to go out of the small coffin. He was right.
Rosalind did not know how long it lasted as she was too occupied with her own thoughts. She had been doing her best to try and calm her raging heart.
After what felt like forever, the two finally stopped and then they left. First was Federico then the woman. After making sure that they were already gone, the Duke finally pushed a button and the coffin opened.
Rosalind tried to jump out of the coffin but almost fell instead as the coffin was sitting on top of a large palm. Luckily, the Duke held her arm before she could jump.
"I knew you would do that," he mused.
She pursed her lips before clearing her throat. The room was not particularly hot, yet she was sweating, her clothes were practically drenched.
"Where are we?" she asked, ignoring his words or the fact that she was still sitting on top of him. She could feel her cheeks burn, something that really irritated her. Why was she blushing!? An old woman would not blush like this!
"This is the first floor of the temple we are going down the stairs to reach the second floor. Another stairway will lead us to the third."
"How many floors are there?" she asked while trying to wriggle her way out of the coffin. She could sit on the edge just fine, anywhere but his lap, was fine. Why was he holding her as if she she was a child?
"Seven."
"And where are we going?"
"Sixth."
"Then we need to hurry."
"I agree," he said before he pulled her into his embrace. Then with one swift motion, he jumped out of the coffin and safely landed on the floor.
Rosalind looked back and concluded that she was never coming back to this place! The coffin was actually in a very high place and it was not sitting on top of a palm. It was hanging! It was actually hanging from what looked like chains rusty chains.
Moreover, there were more than ten coffins hanging around theirs.
"We should hurry, robbing a temple is not going to be an easy task," she heard him say behind her. The next thing she knew, he was already carrying her towards the stairs.
Chapter 155: Robbery 3Robbery. An offense punishable by death. Rosalind never thought that one day, she would end up robbing a place; a temple to be exact. In her past life, she had done a few things that might be considered illegal, like blackmail and even manipulating people, but she never once did something like this. She held the Duke's hand a little tighter. The man seemed calm; the exact opposite of her. "Calm down they won't catch us," Lucas said, his voice mellowed. It was as if he was deliberately trying to confront her. "Close your eyes and let me guide you." That part made her want to laugh. Compared to his current age, Rosalind was already an older woman, yet he was intending to guide her. Somehow she found this part funny, but she said nothing and closed her eyes. She felt her body start to tremble and pressure engulfed them. Strangely, she did not feel any pain or discomfort from the teleportation. "You can open your eyes now," he whispered next to her left ear. She jolted and let out a surprised yelp when his hot breath touched her cheeks. Luckily, he was able to cover her mouth, preventing her from making a sound. Her eyes were wide when she realized how close their faces were. It felt like they are in a small room? The room was not particularly dark because of some stones that emitted light around them. These were special stones that were considered relics and could provide light for tens of years. The room smelled like musk and lemon. It smelled like Lucas. Updated from novelbin.comSoon enough she realized that this was not a room as there were cushions around them and they were no longer standing, but lying down in a small space. Realization hit her. They are in a small rectangular space, like a coffin. No. They are in a coffin and she she was lying on top of him! Before she could do anything, she felt his hand on her waist as if he already knew that she would try to move out or perhaps try to go out of the small coffin. He was right. Rosalind did not know how long it lasted as she was too occupied with her own thoughts. She had been doing her best to try and calm her raging heart. After what felt like forever, the two finally stopped and then they left. First was Federico then the woman. After making sure that they were already gone, the Duke finally pushed a button and the coffin opened. Rosalind tried to jump out of the coffin but almost fell instead as the coffin was sitting on top of a large palm. Luckily, the Duke held her arm before she could jump. "I knew you would do that," he mused. She pursed her lips before clearing her throat. The room was not particularly hot, yet she was sweating, her clothes were practically drenched. "Where are we?" she asked, ignoring his words or the fact that she was still sitting on top of him. She could feel her cheeks burn, something that really irritated her. Why was she blushing!? An old woman would not blush like this! "This is the first floor of the temple we are going down the stairs to reach the second floor. Another stairway will lead us to the third." "How many floors are there?" she asked while trying to wriggle her way out of the coffin. She could sit on the edge just fine, anywhere but his lap, was fine. Why was he holding her as if she she was a child? "Seven." "And where are we going?" "Sixth." "Then we need to hurry." "I agree," he said before he pulled her into his embrace. Then with one swift motion, he jumped out of the coffin and safely landed on the floor. Rosalind looked back and concluded that she was never coming back to this place! The coffin was actually in a very high place and it was not sitting on top of a palm. It was hanging! It was actually hanging from what looked like chains rusty chains. Moreover, there were more than ten coffins hanging around theirs. "We should hurry, robbing a temple is not going to be an easy task," she heard him say behind her. The next thing she knew, he was already carrying her towards the stairs.
