For some reason, Rosenia thought she had just heard something frightening, but for the time being, she patted the seat next to her as to suggest Llewellyn to sit.
“Sit here, Duke.”
Llewellyn, with a gentle smile, carefully sat down next to her. His platinum hair fluttered in the wind.
Rosenia stared at him, then she unconsciously reached out her hand and touched his hair. She felt a soft touch like silk at her fingertips.
‘As expected, it’s soft.’
Rosenia had tugged his hair roughly before, but this was the first time she had touched it so gently. As for why she had been rough in the past, the reason was, he was too much in bed…
‘Waaaah.’
Recalling last night, Rosenia placed her face in her palms and screamed internally. The heat from their bodies against one another, the firm arm that embraced her upper body, the sound of one’s restless breathing, and a sense of numbness throughout her body.
As soon as Rosenia thought about it, all those memories suddenly became clear and she couldn’t help but turn red hot. As she lifted her head with a deep sigh, she saw Llewellyn looking at her with delight.
“What were you thinking?”
“N-nothing.”
“But why did your face turn red?”
“It’s hot! I-it’s still May, but why is the weather so hot?”
Rosenia fanned her hand hard while avoiding his gaze. However, no matter how much she moved her hands, the heat didn’t die down.
‘I’m going crazy.’
Thinking that she should have some lemon water, she reached out her hand towards the table when suddenly two cold hands touched both of her cheeks.
Llewellyn smiled with his big hands against her cheeks.
“It’ll cool down in no time, right?”
“Your hands are cold. How did you do that?”
When Rosenia asked in surprise, Llewellyn, with a hint of hesitation, answered.
“This is a simple magic I learned from my master. In any case, I have mana.”
“Aha…”
Remembering that there was such a spell, Rosenia nodded her head.
‘Whenever I’m next to him, I seem to forget everything. But anyway, he learned magic from his master?’
Rosenia looked at Llewellyn and slowly asked.
“Is your master a sorcerer?”
“Well, we call him a sage. Anyhow, he’s both a knight and a sorcerer.”
‘Isn’t that just a magic knight?’
A thought crossed her mind, but she just nodded in agreement. She guessed that Henry Lovick didn’t like the title ‘sorcerer’ or ‘magic knight’ since he served the Rasiane family.
‘In any case, it’s a strange noble family. The Duke of Rasiane…’
Rosenia continued to think out of habit, but when she saw Llewellyn’s clear emerald eyes, she paused.
‘…I had forgotten. The Duke is a Rasiane. Not only that, but he’s the master of the house!’
Rosenia suddenly became curious.
‘Does he hate the Hill family just like any other Rasiane? Does he hate sorcerers?’
At first, Rosenia naturally thought Llewellyn disliked the Hills, but now she wondered because he had always been kind to her, the daughter of the Hill family.
‘Maybe he’s acting as if he doesn’t hate the Hills. That is, if he has an ulterior motive.’
However, Rosenia wanted to try asking at least once, rather than roll her head around guessing. So, she mustered up her courage and quietly asked.
“Hey, Duke.”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“I’m from the Hill family, don’t you hate me?”
When Llewellyn heard the question, he paused.
He looked at her with a blank look, then suddenly burst into laughter.
‘W-why is he laughing?’
Rosenia was speechless and became flustered because it was not a question she expected him to laugh at.
‘I’m the daughter of the Hill family, and he’s the Duke of Rasiane, so isn’t that enough to ask such a question?’
As Rosenia was pondering whether there was something wrong with her question, Llewellyn spoke in a flabbergasted tone.
“I’d be crazy if I hated you.”
“…?”
His answers were often difficult and vague to understand. So even though Rosenia was relieved by his words, she wasn’t sure. She couldn’t trust that he was truly harmless.
‘Well, no. His very existence is greatly harmful to me…’
Just looking at him made her stomach hot, her face flush, and her heart pound. He was a dangerous man.
Puffing up her cheeks, she asked him.
“Well, anyway, so you don’t hate me?”
“Of course not.”
“I see. That’s good to hear.”
After saying so and smiling broadly, Rosenia paused.
‘Good? What do I mean good? What…what am I saying?’
In fact, Rosenia didn’t think it mattered whether Llewellyn liked or hated her. They were going to break up soon, and this relationship will be nothing more than a brief early summer memory.
‘Without realizing it, I have lingering feelings. Actually, am I thinking that I don’t want to break up with him? No, no. Let’s be realistic…’
Rosenia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Trying to regain her reason, she took another deep breath, then slowly opened her eyes when she felt a little calm.
But to her dismay, her heart began to flutter again as soon as her eyes met the man staring straight at her.
Thump, Thump.
Regardless of her will, she couldn’t ignore her unruly heart. She really wanted to stay indifferent in front of this man, but she couldn’t do that and it was driving her crazy.
‘It’s all because of that face… Why is he so handsome.’
At some point, her face scrunched up without her realizing it. Then, she saw Llewellyn’s smile from the corner of her eye.
Llewellyn slanted his head as if to kiss her. However, their lips did not touch. It was just close enough where she could feel his breath, as he kept his eyes firmly on her.
Her cheeks that cooled down became heated again, and she felt a wave of heat rising around her ears and neck. Her hands quivered. She couldn’t bring herself to take her eyes off him or look elsewhere, so she just closed her eyes.
“…!”
It was then that their lips slightly touched.
At the slight tickling sensation, Rosenia opened her eyes.
His eyes were bent like the crescent moon when Rosenia met his eyes. His firm arm was wrapped around her waist, and their bodies were tightly connected. He fiddled with her earlobe and whispered.
“It’s hot here too.”
“…!”
“How are you going to spend the summer when it’s this hot?”
No matter how tactful Rosenia was, she knew that Llewellyn was making fun of her. She slapped him on the chest with a look of anger. It was a hint for him to stop at this point.
As usual, Llewellyn calmed down. He teased her a lot, but never went overboard when she told him to stop.
‘That was good too. It was…nice.’
For a moment Rosenia was so excited that her mind went blank. She was dumbfounded at herself.
‘What should I do, I must be crazy.’
At this rate, Rosenia thought things would deviate from the original story and it would go down the villainess path.
She would fall in love with Llewellyn while the jealous female lead commits all sorts of evil!
‘Whew, crazy thoughts.”
Trying to get a hold of herself, she tried to clear her mind when suddenly she felt a moist touch on her lips.
‘Now of all things!’
“Le, heup…!”
When Rosenia tried to call out to Llewellyn, he licked her lips and bit it this time.
‘It’s obvious he thinks my lips are candy. Otherwise, why would he lick and bite it every time?’
Llewellyn, who had been biting her lips, stepped back. As soon as she was relieved that she was away from him, he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up.
“Ack!”
Rosenia became surprised when her feet were suddenly in the air. When she came to her senses, she was sitting on his thigh.
Underneath her thin summer dress, she felt his hard thigh muscles, and something else. As she was about to lose her mind, his big hand came around her back.
Their lips soon overlapped.
When Rosenia tried to run away reflexively, Llewellyn chased after her and pinned her. Their moist flesh became entangled, as she tried to resist with what little strength she had left.
Mixed with saliva, their moist lips rubbed against one another as the wet sound was carried away by the wind. A burst of hot air came out every time Rosenia lowered her lips momentarily.
Unable to keep her balance and stumbling, she grabbed him by the shoulder. She was able to avoid falling down because he held her tightly, but for some reason, she felt like she had fallen helplessly into his arm, so she felt uneasy.
Rosenia didn’t think there was a way for her to resist once Llewellyn caught her.
Kiss.
After sucking her lips hard, Llewellyn managed to let her go. She held the hem of her dress tightly and gasped for breath. Kissing alone had overwhelmed her, so it was hard for her to believe that he could still be so lively in bed.
‘He’s a really naughty guy. What did he keep saying so well? He said he was pitiful, he said I should pity him…!’
Rosenia was thinking about it with ragged breath.
‘No more pitying from now on. No more sympathy for the male lead.’’
Rosenia had no choice but to think about it, as it was a serious problem. The male lead’s first time should have been with the female lead, and only the female lead. It should have been pure love, but she had already taken the male lead’s first time.
‘Sorry, Sierra. I couldn’t help it.’
Rosenia sighed, thinking about the woman who might resent her someday.
Thinking about everything that has happened, and having calmed down a little, Rosenia raised her head. And as soon as she did, Llewellyn hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheek.
‘Argh, take it easy!’
Sometimes Rosenia felt like this man was a big dog running frantically at its owner to lick their face. She would sometimes dream of a big retriever rushing at her and licking her face. This man was just like that dog.
Kiss.
Soon, Llewellyn lightly kissed her lips and grinned when they made eye contact.
His white face had a tinge of red, so Rosenia thought he looked happy for some reason.
‘I guess he really likes kissing me.’
However, Rosenia thought it would be better if Llewellyn did it with the female lead in the future.
Rosenia shoved him away, building a wall out of habit. But instead of being pushed away, Llewellyn grabbed her and got up.
“Come, let’s go.”
“…Is something wrong?”
“My current condition is a little awkward.”
“…?”
Llewellyn glanced down to a point below his body. That was when Rosenia realized what he meant.
Rosenia grabbed him by the collar and said in a shaky voice.
“Y-You’re too energetic!”
“Because I’m 21 years old. I’ll be 22 soon.”
“That, I don’t think it’s a matter of age.”
“Ah, that’s true.”
Then, Llewellyn spoke as if he had suddenly realized something.
“The problem is that Rosenia is so lovable.”
Only
‘What is he talking about?’
Llewellyn, seeing her speechless, smiled and began to take large steps.
“I didn’t mean to make it hard on you.”
“…”
It was like a cat looking at a mouse.
“Rose…just stay still. I’ll take care of everything myself while looking at you.”
“…?”
Exactly five minutes later, Rosenia found out what he meant.
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