When I opened my eyes, a pale light was falling over my head. I was frightened and raised myself like I was having a seizure. The hot warmth prevailed near the lips and neck. It was a sense that did not feel like an imagination or fantasy. I have to erase it.
“Haa, haa….”
I ran out of my bedroom and crossed the back garden. Wilhillm’s touch clinged to my whole body and did not fall off. At the end of autumn, the cold wind slapped me on my cheek and moved away. I rubbed my bare skin like crazy in the middle of the stream where the waves flowed down.
“Please.”
The water was as cold as ice, so my body trembled to the point where my teeth collided with each other. However, no matter how much water I washed, Wilhelm’s breath and warmth could not be erased.
“Please!”
Should I go deeper? Can I shake it off only when I go deep enough that my feet can’t reach it? I think someone called my name. What was more important was to find a deep water depth that would fully cover my whole body. I walked along the direction of the water flowing. There was a grip on my arm, but I managed to shake it off.
“…Look!”
As my body cooled down, the warmth of Wilhelm, who was stroking my back, cheeks, and lips, became hotter. No, I’m going to get eaten up. Come on, quickly….!
“Damn it, look at me!”
The back of my neck was tingling. The first thing that came into my view was blue-gray eyes as cloudy as the sky. The short breath gradually subsided. The dirty breath attached to my naked skin disappeared as if washed away.
“Wake up. You and I are the only ones here.”
The wide chest gasped just below the chin. His hands, which should be cold, were as hot as they would burn. Recognizing the warmth, my breath gradually calmed down. I leaned my head against his chest as if I were collapsing. Extreme tiredness came. What did Richton think about when he came all the way here? My heart, which had been going up and down repeatedly, soon regained composure.
“Catch me…No, don’t move and stay still.”
Richton held my body with one hand. I felt dizzy and couldn’t afford to look around, leaning my forehead on his shoulder and holding him still.
How long did I walk? The chill rising from my wet body and, in contrast, the sweltering fever intensified. Richton laid me down on a soft cloth. Beyond the dizzying view, the colorful ceiling paintings were familiar to my eyes. It is a picture that can only be seen in Richton’s bedroom. Soon there was a smell of burning dry firewood.
“Why did you dring me here?”
His wet platinum blonde hair shook. His cold face overlooking me was permeated with a perfectly indistinguishable anger.
“I haven’t completely washed it out yet.” (Susan)
He took off the coat roughly and threw it. And he slowly began to unbutton my undershirt which got crumpled after I jumped into the water. I couldn’t even lift my fingertips. The hand that was loosening the fourth button stopped for a while.
“You’re not dirty. So don’t do anything stupid like you just did.”
At the end of the sentence, the long finger loosened the remaining buttons. I could feel a slight movement on my chest. I closed my eyes tightly to the sensation of the inside of my stomach.
“I see why you don’t kiss me.”
Even on the way back through the rain and in front of Azmaria, he deliberately avoided me. Of course, there are days when it wasn’t. Those times I was out of my mind
“You’re not being sincere.”
Richton hates and obsesses over me, and perhaps considers me a disgusting woman.
“Or you’re testing my patience. I don’t know why, but I know it’s going to be very useless.”
I felt the weight of pressing down just above my shoulders. I opened my eyes slowly. Sitting next to my head, Richton pulled the bed linen and wrapped it around me.
Before I knew it, I had only underwear on top and bottom. That was all. The gaze that stayed on the cheek for a short time is distant. He lifted himself out of bed with his back on me. I instinctively reached out and grabbed his shirt. And he looked back and I made a pale face.
“I can’t believe it with just words.”
I don’t know who came first. What is certain is that the hand gripping my face was rough enough to make my skin ache.
The heat penetrated into me. We just kissed each other. It was such a rough kiss that I couldn’t even breathe properly. I forgot the coldness that permeated my bones and grabbed Richton.
A big hand dug through the bed linen and pulled my waist close. As if I were addicted to poison, I felt dizzy in my head and numb in my toes. I hung on his back with a desire to swallow more and deeper
The hands that had been stroking my back and waist ran over my skin and hovered just below my underwear. His hot tongue swept the roof of my mouth and touched everywhere inside me.
The blue-gray eyes, which were more vivid than ever, stared at me with the intention of devouring me. His movements as if he lost control, came down to my waist and scratched my wet skin. The excitement was greater than the pain. But that wasn’t enough. In order to forget the nauseous and infinitely ugly memories, I needed more fullness than this.
His hand, which was holding my thigh tightly, slowly moved upward. The sensation of touching the undried fabric shook my body. I didn’t want to stop it. However, I wanted to hide my face which would clearly reveal such feelings.
Rather, Richton held on strongly to my chin trying to run away from him, as if he would not miss any changes in me.
I was thirsty for the gaze of examining all my features. His breath and tongue filled my dry throat. His fingers between my thighs that had brushed against my underwear dug into the fabric.
Ugh.
I turned my head and bit my lips to hold back the moan. At the same time, the dizzy mind went blank. I wanted to let go of everything like this. An exhilarating breath, exhilarating but not unclean in the slightest, stopped along the nape of my neck, just above my breast.
“Shit……”
With a low-pitch swear word, he bit me on the back of my neck.
“Ah!”
It was such an intense pain that I wondered if it had bleeding. Soon after, Richton took himself away from me. I held my gasping breath and swept the neck bitten by him. Bright red blood splattered under my fingernails.
“Agrane, this is an order.”
It was a terribly hoarse voice.
“Don’t think you’re dirty. Especially if it’s because of that motherfucker Wilhelm.”
And he pulled out the bed linen again and covered my body. He didn’t stop there and hugged me tightly with his arms. The wound on the back of my neck was swept by a stiff new cloth.
The body that had heated up gradually cooled down. When the fever cooled down, the chill came back. Richton hugged my trembling body stronger. What kind of relationship do I want to have with him? What the hell does he think of me?
I will be the only woman in the world who can fully satisfy Richton’s desires. Still, it was surprising that he did not lose his self-control. It wasn’t in vain. Because it meant that I was more than just my body to him. I wondered what made Richton so rational.
“Why are you holding it in?”
“This is not why I brought you here.”
“Isn’t it funny that everything goes as planned, not even the first night?”
(T/N: She is saying that even in the first night his plans are still on)
“No matter how sarcastic you are, I won’t attack you.”
“You’re such a gentleman.”
My heart was pounding. What a normal conversation between him and me. I was still in his arms and spat out the most useless innermost thoughts I had inadvertently lingered in my head.
“I hate wolves.”
“Then I can stop it.”
The answer came out without any hesitation, so I had to think for a long time whether it was a joke. But Richton is not a great man to joke around with. I don’t know how much time has passed. After pushing him away, I put on the clothes that were lying down. While wearing damp clothes, Richton’s eyes only turned toward me.
“Don’t forget what I said.”
He always gives me orders.
“Can I tell Lady Azmaria what happened today?”
I don’t know what made me say that. Richton replied, staring me in the eye.
“You impersonated the royal princess yourself, you should know the significance of Azmaria who came all the way to Ingord.”
He slowly took off his dry vest and shirt.
“And didn’t you hope that Azmaria would become the duchess of Ingord? To the extent that your mouth directly permitted the woman’s request. But today, you’re playing a joke to let her know what happened today.”
The dawn light falling through the window lit his wide back. The large and small scars interlocked were like constellations.
“What will she do?”
Was it that big and hard body like that beast was on top of me? I’m choking up.
“Lady Azmaria is probably… Even if I tell her about today, she won’t leave Ingord.”
“I don’t know how she coaxed you, but you get along pretty well.”
“Of course. She’s very honest. It seemed that she had a very desperate feeling for the master. As if you were lovers in your previous lives. Why do you think so?”
He shut up, as he has always done and enjoyed my ignorance, as he has done so far. Will Richton know? That his reaction rather cools my head.
I closed the door of the bedroom and returned to the annex. The cost of dreaming like a dog wasn’t all that bad. Thanks to this, I figured out that Richton knew the secret, not the secret, of Azmaria. How fun would it be? Two women who consider themselves Agrane!
‘I’m Agrane.’
And Azmaria would think like me. But if I’m wrong and she’s right….