Chapter 51. Smile next time

Roselyn, who was about to go to bed early, rose from her seat again when she saw Tamon visiting her a step later.

Are you going to bed already?

Tamon came in last night, saying that he was injured in a sudden attack or something.

She was so surprised and bandaged his arm because there was something strange about the way he was bleeding and holding out his arm without a care in the world.

After that, he tormented her all night long.

All night to the point of losing strength all through this afternoon.

Why are you here again? What part of your body is injured this time?

I'm sad. We can't see each other unless I get hurt.

Roselyn stared at his arm as he stared at her.

The place, which had been torn enough to show the flesh, had become clean without a trace.

It was always strange to experience this amazing ability.

In Tamon's words, the more he bonded with her, the more powerful he felt.

In fact, Roselynn also had a hard time spending the night back then, but when it passed, she felt strangely refreshed.

Of course, physical limitations were unavoidable.

Tamon came up to Roselyn and gently stroked her cheek.

He knew she would flinch, but he didn't let go of his hand.

It was as if he was insisting that she should get used to his touch.

I'm leaving early tomorrow morning.

tomorrow?

The word 'tomorrow' took Roselyn a little by surprise.

In just three or four days, he had the ship ready, finished preparing it for sailing, and recruited knights to go with him.

It was amazing how fast he could move. She stared at Tamon for a moment with a firm face.

What she wanted to say lingered in her mouth, it didn't come out easily.

'I asked him to do this, and now I can't even say thank you or sorry'

She felt sick at her strong and selfish attitude.

She calmly proposed a deal with him, but the value of what she received was ridiculously high compared to what he was offering her.

This was an unfair deal.

She knew this, yet she shamelessly demanded it. And Tamon accepted it willingly.

When she met Tamon's red eyes staring intently at her, her heart pounded strangely.

A dour, demented remorse shook her. It was a mockery of herself.

'He saved me without asking, but now I asked him for help.'

She hated herself for that.

Why What's with that look? You're not worried about me, are you?

The hand that had been touching Roselyn's cheek pressed down on her lips.

The slightly slanted mouth twisted up as if teasing her.

That's a face that bites back the words 'thank you'.

Her mind was revealed, and she'd failed miserably at hiding her expression.

At that moment, Tamon sucked her open lips in.

The hot flesh roamed around her mouth, making a mess.

He attacked her so vigorously that she didn't have a chance to breathe, and in a flash, he was away again.

But as if the unrequited love wasn't enough, he gently nibbled on her bottom lip and sucked it in.

Her breath hastened at the tantalizing sensation.

You can only make that kind of expression in front of me.

what expression?

An expression that turns people upside down. A look that drives me crazy and makes me want to do something.

Embarrassed, Roselyn pushed his face away.

Her face grew hot, but she struggled to move away from him, who was wrapping her waist with an effortless expression on his face.

Hey, I've never made a face like that.

You have. You still do. Come and see. How naughty it is.

Tamon quickly lifted her up, ignoring the hand that was pushing him away.

He walked with a broad stride and brought her in front of the large mirror in the connecting room.

Come on, look at your face.

Tamon walked closer to the mirror, holding her like a baby.

No matter how she looked at it, her face was grimacing, but what the hell was wrong with her face?

I looked. I look very unhappy with this situation right now.

Oh, you are correct.

Don't play words with me and put me down.

Tamon gave a small laugh and pulled her up with more force.

Then he spun around and hugged her a little higher, leaning his back against the mirror on the wall.

Her face was visible in front of the mirror.

Look again. What kind of face is it?

Even though she didn't want to see it, she couldn't help but see it because the mirror was so close.

She could see her reddened eyes, the crumbled eyebrows in embarrassment, the pale cheeks and the disheveled silver hair.

It was the same face she always had.

If there was one part that was slightly different, it was that her emotions seemed more naked.

What do you think?

What do you mean?

Isn't it beautiful?

Roselyn looked at him in astonishment. He smiled and hugged her.

Then he carefully kissed the tip of her chin as she tried to pull away.

It was a kiss that made her feel stranger than mixing tongues.

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You look so much better than when you were stuck in the snow. You have to be in good spirits to be frustrated.

I'm not frustrated, I'm angry.

It takes more energy to be angry. So it's even better.

Roselyn really couldn't understand this man.

He selfishly kept her alive, selfishly provoked her, and now he brought her here and told her she was beautiful even though she struggled to not like it.

Thump.

Her heart, which was beating slowly, suddenly stimulated her chest.

She softened her expression, bit her lip and swallowed another word.

Why are you so beautiful?

.. Please don't.

The lust in his red eyes was embarrassing.

Those red eyes, looking up at her as if he would do anything for her if she wanted, were making her feel strange.

Roselyn reached out and covered his eyes.

Don't look at me like that.

She felt him laughing quietly. Tamon whispered again without caring.

Why were you born in Tanatos of all places?

Why weren't you born in Amor? Why didn't you meet me first?

It was really strange.

Roselyn's heart was pounding and she couldn't stand it.

She was bewildered, perplexed, and even angry.

Why was he constantly trying to shake her selfishly when she told him to stop?

Fearing that more words would come out, Roselyn hastily put down the hand that was covering his eyes and covered his mouth.

Tamon, who was staring intently at Roselyn, curled his eyebrows and smiled.

Tamon rubbed the hollow of her palm with his smiling lips.

He licked her palm with his hot, sizzling tongue.

He gently turned his head, kissing the palm, and licked every crease on the palm.

She could feel his tongue moving densely and leisurely along the shape.

Before she could pull away in surprise, he lowered her down to his eye level.

Then he pressed his face toward hers, and her lips were now touching the back of her hand.

Her eyes widened at the sight of her mouth on the back of her hand.

Without the hand, the two lips would have been overlapped without fail.

Their eyes met at a very close distance. He continued to kiss her without flinching. Her palm was crazily stimulated.

Her heart was pounding and she felt like it was going to explode. Every time she felt his tongue move, she felt like she was going to burst out into a moan.

It was a good thing she was being held by him. Otherwise, she would have fallen from the loss of strength in her legs.

Her hands shook uncontrollably.

Tamon's eyes, facing her, seemed to swallow her whole.

How could he be so lewd?

Roselyn gasped for breath and eventually avoided his eyes.

She was ashamed of her wet undergarment. She felt really strange about herself.

Next time

After lingering for a while, Tamon finally spoke.

Roselyn couldn't lift her eyes because of how lewd his wet lips were.

As soon as he pulled away, her weak hand dropped down.

She quickly grabbed him by the shoulders and opened her lips in search of something to say, but nothing came out.

Watching her, she smiled and whispered.

Next time, smile. I haven't seen you smile.

Finally, the breath broke.

It was then that Roselyn finally realized she was holding her breath.

He put her down from the mirror and took her to the bedroom in his arms.

It was fortunate.

Because her legs were weak.

The small body that had been tossing and turning crawled to the edge of the bed.

Tamon glanced over to the side and chuckled.

Her desperate effort to get as far away from him as possible was insignificant and endearing.

On the other hand, it was also a little irritating.

'I want to surprise you.'

Is that what a cat looks like with its fur stand up?

No, not really. He could barely compare her to a cat.

That's right.

The silver deer that lived in the snowy mountains was like that.

It was a beast that used its sharp horns as a weapon of caution and would choose to commit suicide if anyone tried to capture it.

If he tried to tame it, he would lose it forever.

Tarmon never intended to tame Roselyn either.

As a matter of fact, he never had any intentions with her in the beginning.

At first he just wanted to keep her alive, and then he wanted to see Aranrosia react to him.

But now.

Tamon rubbed the area near his heart.

'Now I just want to watch over you.'