Chapter 15

I hesitantly raised my head.

The master of the Lindveldt Duke family, and my husband, whom I hadn't seen for a month, had cornered me against the wall as if to prevent me from escaping.

Why did he figure out my thoughts?

That's all I could think.

I know it might sound bad, but in this month, my appearance has completely changed.

Even someone who knows me well wouldn't recognize me right away.

I can hardly believe how much I've changed myself.

Especially someone I only spoke to for the first time a month ago wouldn't be able to tell—so I thought.

"There's a saying, 'If you don't see a man for three days, you should look at him with new eyes.' It seems to apply to women as well. Your appearance has really improved in just a short time."

My husband casually played with a loose strand of hair that had fallen out of place.

The hairstyle, arranged for my maid duties, was Laila's work. Apparently, letting loose strands of hair out is the current trend.

But since only a few strands were out, his hand naturally touched my cheek.

Actually, you're too close, Mr. Husband.

"The improvement in your appearance doesn't suit this dress."

There's no such thing as a dress that suits or doesn't suit a maid.

"Um, I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't look at me so much..."

You're staring too much, Mr. Husband.

It's a bit rude to a woman.

Trying to create some distance from the very close Mr. Husband, I pushed against his chest with both hands.

"By the way, what are you doing here in such an outfit? Did you come up with some fun game?"

"Um, something like that! Ah, I have something to do—"

"What kind of business?"

"W-well..."

While thinking of an excuse, his hand reached out, grabbed my chin, and lifted my face up.

My back was against the wall.

Then, he slowly pressed me against the wall.

"Hmm? Is it some dangerous game you can't tell me about?"

His red eyes shone like a predator's, and I felt a cold sweat run down my spine.

"N-no, nothing like that."

"Then, tell me. I've been told that hiding things from each other in a marriage never ends well."

Please let me go, I beg you.

I have a very bad feeling about this.

With one hand on the wall and the other holding my chin, Mr. Husband leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"Quite interesting. I thought you had no news for a month, but... it seems quite fun."

"Ah!"

T-ticklish, Mr. Husband!

I made a strange sound, but please pretend you didn't hear it.

"That's a cute sound—makes me want to tease you even more."

The atmosphere suddenly turned suspicious.

Wait a moment, Mr. Husband!

Isn't there something else to say after a month's absence?

Let's talk calmly!

Actually, didn't you come here to meet the viscount's daughter, Elise!?

Is it okay to pay attention to me?

Trying to wriggle out of his hold, I found myself at a disadvantage.

Why must I endure such harassment from Mr. Husband in such a place?

"Wait, wait! Please stop!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"A-at least, let's talk in the room! I really want to!"

Before that, didn't you come here to meet the viscount's daughter? Please, I can wait.

I don't want to do this in a corridor where people might pass by.

If someone sees us, it will spread throughout the mansion in an instant.

I don't want this.

I'm living a peaceful life right now.

"I just had something to say to Elise. It's not important enough to put you off. But you're right, the room—interesting. You're being quite proactive, aren't you, my lady?"

The slight upward curve of his lips made me realize I had made a mistake.

"But, I'm in the mood to play a bit right here. After all, it's been a month. Let's enjoy our reunion. Of course, you'll join me, right? After that, I can pamper you in the room as much as you like."

He removed his hand from my chin and traced my neck with his palm.

The ticklish sensation made my shoulders shiver, and I turned my face away, exposing my neck. The wet sensation was unmistakable.

At the same time, his hard hair brushed against my face.

"Ah! Stop it!"

This is my first time experiencing such a thing.

Why must I endure this in the middle of the day in the mansion's corridor?

He has the legitimate right to toy with me, but...

My body tensed up.

He relaxed me with his tongue and caressed my body with his hand.

Before I knew it, several buttons had been undone, and my chest was exposed.

What quick hands.

His lips approached my chest and sucked hard.

"Ouch!"

In protest, I dug my nails into the arm that was wrapped around my body.

"Such a kitten-like resistance."

With a mocking smile, Mr. Husband raised his face and looked out the window, seemingly satisfied.

Following his gaze, I saw a young woman in an extravagant dress glaring at us with a demonic expression.

She had bright brown hair and eyes and was generally considered beautiful, but her face was so distorted that she looked terrifying.

There was only one person who would wear such a dress at this hour.

—This man!

"Well, as promised, let's go to the room and pamper you a bit more. I have some rare free time. Of course, you'll join me, right?"

"What if I say no?"

There's only one choice, but I defiantly answered, and Mr. Husband gently placed his hand on my cheek and pulled me closer with the arm around my waist.

Realizing the meaning, I desperately tried to resist, but it was all in vain.

His handsome face, acknowledged by all, filled my vision.

As I widened my eyes, his face came so close that his breath touched my lips.

His slightly open red eyes were beautiful like red jewels, faintly shadowed.

The gleam in his eyes sent a chill down my spine.

"Would you still refuse?"

Mr. Husband, who seemed to be about to laugh, picked me up.

"Better to hide your face."

Realizing my complete defeat, I buried my face in Mr. Husband's chest, the only thing I could do.

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