There was a strange strangeness in his eyes as he looked at her. It was a direct and blind gaze as if he was going to trap Karina in his two arms and make her stop looking. Her tense appearance was clearly captured in his deep, black eyes that absorbed everything. Karina swallowed dryly. She did not want him to see that she was agitated, but the distance between them was too close for that.
"Karina."
Karina could feel his breath nearby. His pleasant low-pitched voice quietly seeped into her ears.
"You are mine. My one and only wife."
"...!"
Karina flinched and shuddered.
'Mine...'
Wife. One and only. Mine. Every word he uttered touched her heart. Only those who fell within the line he had set could become his. And the Karina of the past could never cross that line.
'It must have been like that...!'
Hearing that word 'mine' twice already, her heart sank. A boiling heat spread from deep inside her chest to her entire body. It was a similar feeling to something she had felt a long time ago. Something that had been tightly locked deep inside her heart felt like it was slowly releasing at his desperate and earnest confession. Karina couldn't explain it exactly, but for some reason, she felt like tears were about to fall.
"There's no way I would leave you in danger."
Jeremiah continued, his expression pretending to be pained.
"How precious you are to me."
"..."
She didn't know how to react because she could feel the desperate and desperate heart. Images of him coming to save her flashed through Karina's mind. His worried eyes and concerned voice. His appearance of always being by her side and reacting first when she woke up after losing consciousness. His strange actions that she thought were for her sake, but for which she had no idea why. These thoughts kept shaking the barrier of her heart. The barrier had already cracked once. The shock that continued to grow stronger began to squeeze through the gaps here and there. There was no way to stop her heart from shaking dangerously.
"Why now..."
The voice that was mumbling was so thin that it seemed like it would stop.
"If you come now and do this, what do you want me to do?"
There were countless emotions melted into those words that seemed to blame him. Karina had finally given up on everything. She was about to throw everything away and leave.
'But if you say something like this now...!'
Karina bit her lower lip. Jeremiah brushed his thumb across her lips as if to tell her not to do that. As if he couldn't just let her hurt herself.
"I can do anything for you."
He tightened his grip on Karina's clasped hand, like a knight swearing lifelong loyalty to his master. His expression was filled with an unwavering, determined light.
"Please trust me."
"..."
Karina's eyes fluttered. Uncontrollable emotions welled up from deep within her chest, tangled and ready to burst. The seeds of hope and expectation that she had thought had dried up and died were tenaciously trying to live and sprout. Even though she thought it couldn't happen in her head, she couldn't stop her heart from moving with reason. Her heart was confused by the gaze that seemed to be strongly wishing for her to believe his sincerity. Karina's expression became clouded with confusion. Heat gathered in her eyes.
"Karina. Please open your heart to me."
Jeremiah's face tilted slightly. A moment later...
Before Karina could even realize it, something round touched her lips and then fell.
'Uh?'
At first, she couldn't react at all.
'Didn't our lips just touch just now...?'
Karina was unable to quickly recognize the reality of this sudden situation, which was the first time she had ever experienced it in her life. All she could do was stare blankly at him as if she were an idiot who knew nothing. However, Jeremiah was just looking down at Karina with the same face as before.
'Isn't it?'
She thought it was an illusion, but the soft, warm, and unfamiliar feeling remained vividly on her lips as if it were a stamp.
'What?'
She just blinked her wide-open eyes with a slightly absent-minded expression. When she didn't show any resistance, Jeremiah approached her again. This time, he was more aggressive and bold than before. Before she could push him away, he held Karina's waist tightly with one arm. And at the moment when he was about to steal her luscious lips.
"For a moment.....!"
Karina, startled, quickly raised her hand to cover her lips. As a result, his attempted kiss was blocked by her palm. His eyes, which were very close to hers with her palm between them, were burning with fire.
Meanwhile, Jeremiah was feeling so fulfilled as he confessed his true feelings to Karina. And it became more certain. He realized how big his feelings, his emotions, and his true feelings were for Karina. In fact, when he first brought Karina here, he was in a very low mood. He couldn't speak properly because of her impenetrable attitude.
"Is this sympathy?"
It was shocking. He never expected to hear such a question from Karina.
'Is it sympathy?...'
He felt like his feelings for her were all being denied. Then he realized. If he didn't confess it directly, no matter what he did, she would never know his true feelings. She would never accept him. He was convinced that this couldn't go on. He had to show her proof of how much he cared for her. Whatever it was.
'Even more so if Karina is acting like this because of those memories.'
He couldn't keep his cool and was so angry that he almost exploded. Why should he have to break up with her because of something he didn't do?
Jeremiah couldn't understand it. He came to the charnel house without thinking, just as he had in mind. To this place where Karina's mother was sleeping. Of course, he knew that swearing here wouldn't be a means of proving his innocence. However, he would have been happy with anything if he could break down the wall in Karina's heart even a little. If she trusted him even a little, he would have done anything. He hid his impatience and calmly conveyed his true feelings. He made sure that she would understand clearly without any misunderstandings. He held on tightly so that she couldn't run away and confessed carefully so that she wouldn't get scared.
'Please!'
Even as he spoke, he was worried that she might reject him, that she might deny his feelings again, and that his insides were burning with anxiety. But...
"Why now..."
It was clear that she was wavering, struggling with confusion and bewilderment.
"...!"
Jeremiah felt my chest tighten with joy.
'If she trusts me. If she opens her heart to me...'
Just imagining it made him go crazy with joy. Jeremiah began to regret not having done this sooner. She was so precious to him. So much so that he couldn't trade her for anything. He was anxious about the small changes in her expression that changed from moment to moment. Her face flushed red as if she was overflowing with emotion, her trembling eyes, her nervous breathing. Everything about it was so crazy and lovely.
Jeremiah's heart pounded with excitement. Even though her eyes were red as if they would burst out at any moment, it was pitiful to see her holding them back. His desire to touch her became so desperate that he couldn't control it.
"Karina. Please open your heart to me."
He carefully kissed Karina, conveying his earnest feelings and comforting her. It was ecstatic and sweet. It was only a light touch, but the stimulation was too great. It was so short that it was indescribably regrettable. She just looked up at him with her pretty eyes wide open as if she had just woken up. When he met that gentle gaze, he became greedy. He wanted to touch her again. This time, he wanted a longer, deeper, and more intense contact than before. He quickly pulled her waist closer. But right away.
"For a moment..!"
His lips, which were about to kiss her again, were blocked by her palm. Regret and resentment surged inside him. The wish that she would not push him away filled his whole body. His desire for her boiled over and he could not easily let go of her hand. And.
'It doesn't matter if it's not lips.'
Anywhere he could touch her, he was happy. He kissed her palm, which blocked his lips.
"...!"
He felt her hand flinch in surprise. And yet, stubbornly, he resisted and resisted, which was so cute. Then, over and over again. If she didn't avoid him, he could wait patiently and continue to hang out with her over and over again. Jeremiah kissed her palm repeatedly. Every time, he could feel her trembling, not knowing what to do. Even that trembling was indescribably lovely.
'How did I endure this until now?'
He fell for her so helplessly that he wondered at himself. He couldn't suppress his longing for her as if a dam had burst. Jeremiah didn't stop kissing her palm and pulled her body closer. Close enough that he could kiss her as soon as she took her hand away. He looked at her and cupped the back of her hand that was touching his face. He saw Karina panicking as if she thought he would take her hand away. But it was the opposite. He wanted everything about her, from head to toe. Jeremiah held and pulled his hand so that Karina couldn't take it away. He gradually lowered his lips from her palm to her pulse-beating wrist, and then to the inside of her delicate elbow as she lowered her head.
"...!"
Karina was so startled that her shoulders almost dropped. Her body felt stiff with embarrassment and surprise.
"Stop!"
Jeremiah easily gave in to the hand that reflexively pushed him away. He was excited and lusted after her, but he had no intention of forcing her. However, when he saw Karina breathing heavily after being pushed away, he realized that he had been a little harsh.
'Oh, no.'
He had no self-control at all. He was worried that she might panic and run away. Sure enough, Karina suddenly got up and limped towards the door, trying to run away in a hurry. Jeremiah was startled and quickly stopped her.
"Karina. I'm sorry."
He continued speaking, quickly apologizing.
"I didn't mean to surprise you. I just wanted to tell you how I really feel."
"..."
Karina struggled and turned her head away as if she didn't want to even look at his face.
"Karina..."
His heart sank at the sight of her not answering my call. His heart was filled with anxiety and impatience as if the fullness he had felt a moment ago was a lie. He couldn't think straight about what to do. He felt a sense of self-loathing and despair at the thought that he had ruined everything.
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