âI thought you would come soon, but I waited a long time.â
I looked back at Richard standing in front of the exit.
The exit is right in front of me.
But I couldnât get in the way with this man.
âI knew you would come this way, of course.â
⊠While I was wandering, this man was waiting here leisurely instead of looking for me.
What Iâve done so far seems futile.
âI was anxious to see you, but of course if you were smart, you would have run away with the thought of making it up to me, right?â
Richard moved his feet as if he didnât want to wait any longer.
And he hurriedly approaches me.
âWhat will you compensate me for?â
As I step backwards to avoid him, Richard sees me like that and laughs bitterly.
He tilts his head and looks at me.
âYou may be quite disappointed if I ask how much I want this time, too
âIâve waited a long time, so wonât you kiss me as a compensation?â
Richardâs gaze turned to my lips.
But I couldnât hear Richardâs words straight away.
He didnât seem to want to let me escape.
âAre you going to hit me?â
âBecause Iâve been against your heart.â
âWhy do you feel uncomfortable? We were just playing, right?â
âArenât you supposed to play hide-and-seek with me?â
My escape was just a game for this man?
How the hell am I supposed to run away?
âWhy do you keep running back? Rosie, you got caught. Did I win?â
Blue eyes looked at my legs.
It looked like it was going to break.
I tried to move my leg quickly to get out of that gaze, but I twisted my foot and fell.
Richardâs gaze turned downward as he wrinkled his brow as my hip hurt from the fall.
As I fell, the hem of my skirt went up to my thigh.
Richard watched the blood dripping from my leg, then strode over and knelt down in front of me on one knee.
Then he pulls my wrist and checks the wound.
â⊠Thereâs no way a wound like this can bleed so much.â
He murmured and grabbed my leg.
Astonished, I pushed him away when he saw a scar on my thigh.
He burst out of breath as if he knew it now, and smiled.
When Richard stopped laughing, the expression on his face disappeared.
The face that showed no emotion was frightening.
âIt wouldnât be easy to fool me this much.â
âI am very angry right now.â
Because I cheated on him?
âIf you do this one more time, I wonât let you go.â
â⊠If you donât leave me alone, what are you going to do?â
âI heard you worked long hours as Baron Sablenâs assistant.â
When Richard mentioned Michelle, I quickly grabbed him without realizing it.
His clothes were wrinkled as if to represent the urgency.
Richard smiled at my hand like that.
âThat is your weakness.â
It was as if he had learned something new.
I was so surprised that I couldnât control my expression.
âDo whatever you want. After all, itâs someone else.â
Of course I cherish Michelle, but she doesnât know what this guy would do if he knew Michelle was my weakness.
âItâs okay as long as Iâm okay. Itâs true that I got along well with Michelle, but Iâd be a little sad if she died anyway.â
âAre you going to abandon Michelle then? As if you abandoned me?â
Why are you talking about it now?
âThen it doesnât matter if I kill Michelle?â
I had to answer that it doesnât matter. But no words came out.
What if he really killed Michelle?
âWhy donât you answer me, Rosie?â
Eventually, I was forced to squeeze him by the collar.
Richard opened his eyes wide, and I overlapped and took my lips off over his lips.
He looked surprised, as if he didnât know I would do something like this.
âYou said you wanted a prize.â
I acted calmly, as if nothing had happened.
It would be better to just turn the topic off.
âI thought it was a cat, but it was a fox.â
Richard grabbed my shoulder.
âI donât know because it happened suddenly. One more time.â
It was a soft and dense kiss unlike the previous one.
âHow much did we go?â
Panting out of breath, I begged him to stop, but he wouldnât let me go, and eventually my lips were swollen.
He acted out of control like a child who tasted sweetness for the first time.
My situation was no different with Richard.
Lips that used to be red are now red as blood and swollen like mine.
Being a Transcendental person, I thought that his lips were also made of steel, but apparently it wasnât.
âNow give me your hand.â
Richard, who had bandaged my injured thigh, started bandaging my wrist this time.
Contrary to the face I remembered a while ago, it was so cold now.
âNext time, donât ever do this again.â
âIt hurts more than I thought, so I wonât do it anymore.â
Even though I gave him the answer he wanted, he seems dissatisfied.
âWhat should I try next time?â
There was no way that the same attempt would work again, so I had to think about it again.
âNow that I look at it, I think the complexion is a bit badâŠâ
Havenât you taken your medicine yet?
âDo you want to sleep with me tonight?â
He stopped bandaging and he looked at me.
Richardâs face turned red.
âIf you like it, I like it, but itâs still too earlyâŠâ
âToo early⊠What are you thinking now?â
The lewd demon sitting in his head was clearly visible.
âBefore, I saw that there was no one in this castle.â
âWhat if a ghost comes out while sleeping alone in a castle like this? Itâs scary.â
âYou brought me here. So, itâs your responsibility?â
He nodded silently as if he was okay with the brazen request.
Time passed and it was night.
As night fell, I wouldnât be to separate from Richard.
<Can I go out for a while? You have to change clothes.>
<Iâm not going to see you, so Iâll change here.>
<What if a ghost appears while youâre out?>
Richard looked absurd for a moment, but nodded readily.
âYou should never stop taking drugs.â
Itâs cruel, but this was the only way for me to escape.
No matter what I did wrong in the past, I canât be trapped in a punishment that I never know when Iâll be released.
Whether or not knew what was inside of his head, Richard smiled and teasingly said.
<You were afraid of ghosts.>
So night came, and Richard and I lay down on the bed.
Richard wiggled and pushed his hands in as if trying to touch me. I slapped his hand violently.
âYou said you wanted to sleep with me.â
âThatâs right. Thatâs why we sleep.â
Richard let out a low moan as if he were disappointed.
Itâs purely sleeping, how did you interpret it?
âIsnât that pervert?â
By the way, why is Richard being nice to me?
No matter what I said recklessly, I was puzzled from the moment he obeyed and listened to me.
When you brought me here to take revenge, what you did was like a manager serving valuable guests in a luxurious hotel.
I didnât understand how you were trying to satisfy me.
Doesnât it look like something you would do to someone you like?
âNo. If you liked me, you wouldnât have locked me up like this.â
He does only what he likes.
Actually, Richardâs feelings are irrelevant.
I have no interest in such things, and my only goal is to run away.
I lay in bed and waited for the time to pass. When I feel sleepy, I put strength in my eyes to hold it.
After such a long time passed, I heard a soft breathing sound next to me.
I cautiously called out his name.
He seems to be completely asleep.
âThe novel described insomniaâŠâ
What makes you fall asleep so easily?
What if I put a knife in his neck?
Thereâs really no movement.
I got up silently and waved my hand a few times in front of him.
Luckily he doesnât wake up.
Now letâs find the medicine.
According to the novel, Richard doesnât keep the magic suppressor away and keeps it near him.
It was to drink immediately when pain came.
The last time I saw it, it didnât look difficult to hold because it was about the size of my thumb.
I carefully traced Richardâs body as he slept.
I had to grope him carefully, lest I wake him up.
So you put it in your pants?
Did you put it in your pocket?
I gently put my hand toward his pelvis.
A hard thing is caught in the thigh. Oh he put it here.
I carefully pulled the vial out of his pocket.
I looked at Richard so carefully, and our eyes met.
He looked at me without a word.
Did I get caught?I couldnât do anything, stiffened, wondering if I would be frustrated again.
While I was nervous, strange words came out of Richardâs mouth.
âBecause there are many types in the world.â
âI didnât know you would hit someone who is sleeping, but I understand.â
What kind of bullshit is he talking about now?
âHowever, if possible, why donât you change your mind to what you do while Iâm awake?â
Richard got up and began to unbutton his shirt proudly.