Chapter 3
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“I have someone else in mind…..”
For the first time, I felt like he was truly a villian. His voice sounded like a crazy man.
His red eyes, which were originally cold, felt even more chilly now.
He looked similar to the original character in the story.
It was more frightening to face the creepy feelings I felt while reading the story in real life.
I regretted what I said. I thought it would have been better if I just kept my mouth shut.
As soon as I unknowingly stepped back and widened the distance between us, he smiled softly.
His expression looked very unhappy.
“Yulia, that’s a very bad lie.”
“I’m not lying.”
Cold sweat seemed to be flowing from my body.
“I know you don’t have a fiance.”
The distance between him and me that I accidentally created was narrowed in an instant with one step from him.
He got even closer than before to the point my efforts were in vain.
“So, don’t think about getting out of this mess under the pretext of being engaged.”
Without realizing it, I took a step backwards and found my back touching the wall. Now there was no place to escape.
His hand slowly ran down my cheek.
I wondered why I felt bad when he looked angry.
“That’s right. I’m not engaged to him.”
“……”
His hand which was caressing my cheek, stopped and he stared at me with a stiff look.
I just decided to be honest.
Because I didn’t want to get married without love.
The love I was talking about was not physical love, but a spiritual and mental love.
“…I’ve been waiting for him for a long time.”
I Spit out the words calmly.
Before talking I was so scared and nervous, but after I uttered the words I felt relieved.
But what he said after listening to me was a strong denial of my words.
“You’re lying aren’t you?”
“……Do I look like someone who would lie about this?”
“Say it’s a lie!”
It was the first time he yelled at me.
Perhaps he was surprised that he shouted, so he covered his face with his hands and spoke in a genuine tone.
“I’m sorry I yelled.”
“……”
“Yulia. So you’re saying that you slept with me, and there was someone else in your mind?”
Why does he have a look in his eyes of deep pain? The look in his eyes almost weakened me.
It was not an angry or frightened look, so his eyes that swallowed his anger were more compatible with him.
The look in his eyes that he had been hurt was very strange.
“Answer me, Yulia.”
“……yes.”
I reluctantly answered him because it wasn’t even wrong for him to say that.
I was still waiting just for one person.
I was waiting for a boy I had met a long time ago when I was very young.
I don’t even know his name, and I can’t remember his face, but I clearly remembered that he was very pretty when he cried.
I was confident that if I met the boy, I would recognize him at once.
Just like finding your lost puppy.
(T/N: Dogs look the same and if you pick two dogs from the same breed they probably share the same appearance but if asked to find your own dog you would probably know because of the feelings you have. Just like identical twins, they might share the same appearance but if you spend time with one twin for a long period of time you’d learn to differentiate them. So I think this means that although Yulia doesn’t remember the boy’s appearance she would still recognize him because of the strong feeling she has. I think this is what the translation is supposed to mean.)
“Then just erase him from your mind.”
“What?”
I heard teeth grinding. I started thinking I might have added unnecessary words, regret washed over me.
He stroked my cheek.
“Oh! That’s not necessary. I can just kill him.”
His eyes looked creepy.
He wasn’t a liar or a person who talked unnecessary words so he would mostly likely follow his words.
I started regretting and wished I never mentioned anything.
I lowered my eyes because I was scared.
“Yulia, don’t avert your eyes.”
“……yes.”
Since I valued my life, I rolled my eyes and made eye contact with his red eyes.
As a reader, I know very well how cruel this person could be.
“Yulia. I’ll get him out of your head.”
I was nervous about what to say.
How? Do you mean by splitting my head? Or are you going to erase him from the world?
But I didn’t do anything wrong to him to the point of wanting to kill me.
Although not a crime, having a one-night stand with the villain and arguing with him in the morning might get my neck cut off.
“Now I’m thinking of filling your head with me.”
He smiled languidly.
It didn’t seem like he was going to kill me, but I couldn’t figure out why that smile was making my heart uneasy.
The ominous feeling I had was right.
His lips overlapped mine then his tongue poked between my lips.
He held my waist tightly in his hand so I couldn’t get away
When I was out of breath, he removed his lips to give me a chance to breathe, but then quickly caught my tongue again.
My legs collapsed due to the intestine heat. He completely mesmerized me with just a kiss.
“Yulia.”
He hugged me as tight as I sat on the floor.
I remember him saying that he was busy but he didn’t act like a busy person at all.
I think being busy was a lie to keep me off guard, seeing that he was dawdling here.
I wanted to run away, but there was a wall behind my back and Cehster ahead of me. So there was nowhere to escape.
He put his lips next to my ear and whispered warningly.
“Remember I’m barely suppressing the urge to eat you right now.”
“……”
“I’ll let you go today, but this won’t be the end of it next time.”
My spine felt cold.
“I’ll tell you what, don’t meet anyone else and I’ll stay calm.”
“…..why?”
“If you want to see me go berserk, go happily meet other people.”
Seeing him smile so viciously, it seemed appropriate to warn me.
I thought if I met someone, the other person might walk on the path of heaven earlier than their life expectancy.
“I don’t think I can see anyone else next to you while I’m alive”
“Chester…..”
“I haven’t killed anyone since the end of the war, but that might change soon.”
“……”
I couldn’t help but keep my mouth shut. I thought I might not be able to get home if I kept talking.
No, even if I go home, I don’t think I would arrive alive.
“I think we’d better meet again this week. I’ll be right on time to meet you”
“What if I don’t want to?”
“I’m not sure what’s going to happen then.”
I thought I should just listen to him because his smile was off.
“I’ll write to you when I get back to the Castle. That should be good right?”
“Yes.”
He smiled fondly as what I said was a satisfactory answer to him.
Then, he lifted me up from the ground. The act of kindness was right, but I was not particularly grateful for it.
“Yulia. Do you think you can walk down the stairs?”
“…..I can walk down.”
What tricks was he trying to play?
My body was shaky, but it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t move at all.
So I could walk without his help.
“I’m leaving now.”
“Yes. Let’s have a date soon.”
“…..I’ll think about it.”
He didn’t have to, but he personally escorted me to the carriage.
It was a troublesome type of kindness.
He suddenly came into the carriage. The distance was particularly close.
“Yulia.
His hands gently wrapped around my chin. I had a rough idea of what would follow next.
I closed my eyes resignedly.
As expected, his lips touched mine.
“That’s enough…..”
I thought it would end as short as a goodbye, but it didn’t. His tongue penetrated through my lips.
I forgot how to breathe through my nose. His tongue clasped me as if he didn’t want to miss a single moment.
Unlike his mouth, his hands patted my hair affectionately. It was a careful movement like handing pottery that seemed to break in a single touch.
His lips fell off my lips only when I was under the illusion that the inside of my mouth was tingling.
He kissed the back of my hand and got off the carriage, while smiling languidly as if having no regrets.
“See you again.”
There was no answer to that. I didn’t look at where he was until the wagon started moving.
Ignoring my complicated feelings I sat on the wagon alone, and tried easing my complicated mind.
“What am I going to do?”
Now that I’m on my way home, I had to think of an excuse.
The red marks seen through the sleeves of my dress and on my neck seemed to explain what had happened so a plausible excuse was needed to cover up the situation.
Or was there a way to sneak inside without my brother or father knowing.
“…What should I do?”
A sigh came out of my lips . What should I do with this complicated situation?
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T/N = Translator’s note. So not from the official author but the person who is translating it to a different language.