Finally, the imperial banquet was over. The Emperor used the excuse that it was late at night to tie up the feet of his second son and his wife. Since the residence that Eden had used was still there, he suggested that they stay for a day or so.
'I gave in to Roy Dillon's last work, and now it's going to continue like this?'
Of course, Eden did not readily agree. Only after Cecilia suggested it did he nod. The Emperor thought that having children would be useless, but he could not hide the slight satisfaction on his face.
“It’s still the same. I guess you told me to sweep and clean it every day.”
Cecilia entered the room that Eden used as a Prince and looked around the room briefly from the entrance. Even though Eden had not used it for a long time, there was not a speck of dust in his bedroom.
“Your Highness, I have brought you some water.”
“Come in.”
While Eden strode to the table next to the bed, Cecilia received a glass from the maid who opened the door and came in. Then, holding the glass, she approached the dressing table. After finishing one glass and putting the empty glass down, a cool, thud sound echoed through the room.
“Everyone was very interested in the painting His Majesty gave as a gift.”
When Cecilia opened her mouth, Eden laughed briefly. It was hard for a painting of the scenery of Laner Island to be unpopular. Among the people gathered in small groups, Cecilia was the undisputed protagonist.
It was the same even if Eden had Cecilia by his side. After Malone approached, Eden never left Cecilia alone until he entered this room.
“Because it’s Roy Dillon’s last painting.”
As Cecilia took off her earrings and placed them on the dressing table, Eden took off his jacket and draped it roughly over the back of the chair.
“You know it’s not just because of that.”
Cecilia smiled. Eden, who had rolled up his sleeves twice, came closer and touched Cecilia’s nape, undoing her necklace. Cecilia followed his actions through the mirror.
"Then?"
Eden asked back with a slightly playful voice. Cecilia giggled slightly at the breath tickling the area between her ear and the nape of her neck.
“The island where love comes true.”
“...”
“Everyone wonders if love will come true when lovers see that scenery together.”
Considering the human nature of wanting to visualize the abstract emotion called 'love', the interest was natural. Moreover, in their eyes, the love of the Grand Duke couple would appear to have come true.
Cecilia turned around, placed both hands on Eden's chest, and looked up at him. Eden instinctively wrapped both hands around Cecilia's waist.
“I’ve been thinking lately that Your Highness seems to like me.”
And she honestly told him her guess.
“Actually, very often. I just pretended not to know and kept my mouth shut because I didn’t want to get my hopes up.”
“...”
“I don’t feel like doing that today.”
Eden didn't respond and just looked down at Cecilia. The moonlight pouring in through the window was pouring down solely on Cecilia.
“It’s just my guess, and I’d be embarrassed if I’m wrong.”
Cecilia met Eden’s gaze with a tense expression. Eden did not avoid his wife’s eyes, which sparkled with the colors of summer. In fact, it was right that he could not avoid them.
“Still, I want to know.”
Cecilia slowly stroked Eden's chest. At the same time, Eden's throat rose and fell sharply.
“Did that scenery make my love come true?”
“...”
“You were jealous of Malone Jackson earlier, weren’t you?”
Cecilia asked with an earnest face. She was earnest, really. If, by any chance, all the emotions she had read into his mind were in vain, it would be unacceptable. Eden let out a low sigh.
“Yes. I was jealous of Malone Jackson. Because he caught your eye. I hate it when I get the urge to think about it even for a moment.”
“...”
“And the painting I gave you as a gift.”
Then he raised his right arm and cupped Cecilia's small face with his large hand. The tip of his thumb lightly, but ticklishly, swept over the area near her cheekbone. Her body flinched as if it was going to jump at that small touch. It was because she knew what was going to happen next.
“It is proof that your love has come true, and it will be the proof of the eternal love I pledge to you.”
Finally, a vow of eternal love followed, something Cecilia had been longing for.
"...Your Highness."
Cecilia was overcome with emotions that she couldn't tell if they were joy or sadness. She found herself crying without realizing it.
It was resentment and mourning towards the foolish past Cecilia Lane, who had foolishly killed herself because she could not obtain something so easy.
“Why are you crying, Cecilia?”
There was a hint of laughter in Eden's voice, but worry was in his eyes. Cecilia cried with her eyes and laughed with her mouth, and she clung to Eden's arms.
“I, I...”
Cecilia sobbed and pulled her face away from Eden's chest, then looked up at Eden again. Then she lifted both her hands, cupped Eden's face, and pulled him down to her. He moved as Cecilia gestured without the slightest sign of resistance.
“Eden.”
It was the moment when Cecilia whispered his name and their lips met. Eden hugged Cecilia's body tightly as if he was going to crush her, and kissed her roughly.
The invader seeped through the gaping lips of surprise, stirring and mixing together so fervently that it was impossible to tell who was who.
"...Ah."
When she came to, she was lying on a soft bed, pushed by Eden's force.
And the man who seemed like a gentle and gentlemanly man threw away the mask that covered his face and explored her fragile body. His lips, which had been scattering kisses on the exposed nape of her neck and collarbone, gradually moved downward.
"Your Highness."
At Cecilia's call, Eden reflexively stopped moving. His chest was pounding with excitement, but his attire was still neat and tidy. As if he could be pushed away at any moment.
“Do you want to quit?”
But the blue eyes staring intently at Cecilia had already crossed the line and were locked in a deep blue state. Even if she were told to stop today, he wouldn't back down easily.
"...No."
Cecilia had no intention of rejecting him today either. She wanted his feelings to deepen and intensify. She wanted him to finally fall for the woman he believed he had a connection with and not be able to escape. She had even taken the medicine she had prepared in advance in hopes of that happening.
“Then call my name again.”
Eden's face moved upward again. Cecilia looked straight at the man who was tying her up, without avoiding his gaze.
“Eden.”
And she called his name. Eden kissed her again. Cecilia lifted her upper body in time with his movements and slid her hand under his shirt to the nape of his neck. The smooth, firm skin, different from the woman's skin, stimulated the nerves in her fingertips.
Eden ran his lips down the area from her earlobe to the nape of her neck. A thrilling excitement ran from head to toe.
“Please promise me just one thing.”
Eden's gaze returned. His chest was rising and falling greatly.
“Love me more than anything.”
Cecilia whispered, panting. Eden quietly kissed Cecilia's flushed ears, her slender neck, and her chest, where he could clearly feel her pounding heartbeat.
“So much so that I can’t live without you.”
Cecilia whispered like a witch. Eden seemed to think she was joking, and gave a short kiss to the nape of her neck, giggling softly. His hot breath tickled her ear.
“What if I go crazy?”
Eden asked with a smile. Cecilia reached out to that beautiful face. It felt real to her that he was in her grasp.
“I wish that were true.”
The hand that touched her chin, which was becoming thicker and thicker as expected of a man, moved slowly from top to bottom. Even Cecilia’s fingertips, which had been cold, were secretly warm.
Eden placed his lips on Cecilia's body, which was as white as a sheet of paper. The way his hands swept over her body and held her as if it were his own was very affectionate.
Cecilia raised her gaze and stared at the ceiling. Soon, Eden’s face, which had completely covered Cecilia’s body, obscured the ceiling.
"Ah."
The moment Eden overlapped her sweaty body, Cecilia flinched at the unfamiliar pain. Eden naturally kissed her raised chin.
At the same time, Cecilia remembered the day when she wished Eden had felt the same pain as she did.
“I promise.”
The moment Eden finally responded to Cecilia's promise, an almost painful pleasure ran through her fingertips.
Eden Lobana Burnett loves Cecilia Burnett so much that she is convinced that one day he will become so miserable that he will want to die because of Cecilia.
Cecilia was delighted, holding the man in her arms. The woman trapped in the mirror reflecting the bed from the ceiling was smiling brightly.
'I gave in to Roy Dillon's last work, and now it's going to continue like this?'
Of course, Eden did not readily agree. Only after Cecilia suggested it did he nod. The Emperor thought that having children would be useless, but he could not hide the slight satisfaction on his face.
“It’s still the same. I guess you told me to sweep and clean it every day.”
Cecilia entered the room that Eden used as a Prince and looked around the room briefly from the entrance. Even though Eden had not used it for a long time, there was not a speck of dust in his bedroom.
“Your Highness, I have brought you some water.”
“Come in.”
While Eden strode to the table next to the bed, Cecilia received a glass from the maid who opened the door and came in. Then, holding the glass, she approached the dressing table. After finishing one glass and putting the empty glass down, a cool, thud sound echoed through the room.
“Everyone was very interested in the painting His Majesty gave as a gift.”
When Cecilia opened her mouth, Eden laughed briefly. It was hard for a painting of the scenery of Laner Island to be unpopular. Among the people gathered in small groups, Cecilia was the undisputed protagonist.
It was the same even if Eden had Cecilia by his side. After Malone approached, Eden never left Cecilia alone until he entered this room.
“Because it’s Roy Dillon’s last painting.”
As Cecilia took off her earrings and placed them on the dressing table, Eden took off his jacket and draped it roughly over the back of the chair.
“You know it’s not just because of that.”
Cecilia smiled. Eden, who had rolled up his sleeves twice, came closer and touched Cecilia’s nape, undoing her necklace. Cecilia followed his actions through the mirror.
"Then?"
Eden asked back with a slightly playful voice. Cecilia giggled slightly at the breath tickling the area between her ear and the nape of her neck.
“The island where love comes true.”
“...”
“Everyone wonders if love will come true when lovers see that scenery together.”
Considering the human nature of wanting to visualize the abstract emotion called 'love', the interest was natural. Moreover, in their eyes, the love of the Grand Duke couple would appear to have come true.
Cecilia turned around, placed both hands on Eden's chest, and looked up at him. Eden instinctively wrapped both hands around Cecilia's waist.
“I’ve been thinking lately that Your Highness seems to like me.”
And she honestly told him her guess.
“Actually, very often. I just pretended not to know and kept my mouth shut because I didn’t want to get my hopes up.”
“...”
“I don’t feel like doing that today.”
Eden didn't respond and just looked down at Cecilia. The moonlight pouring in through the window was pouring down solely on Cecilia.
“It’s just my guess, and I’d be embarrassed if I’m wrong.”
Cecilia met Eden’s gaze with a tense expression. Eden did not avoid his wife’s eyes, which sparkled with the colors of summer. In fact, it was right that he could not avoid them.
“Still, I want to know.”
Cecilia slowly stroked Eden's chest. At the same time, Eden's throat rose and fell sharply.
“Did that scenery make my love come true?”
“...”
“You were jealous of Malone Jackson earlier, weren’t you?”
Cecilia asked with an earnest face. She was earnest, really. If, by any chance, all the emotions she had read into his mind were in vain, it would be unacceptable. Eden let out a low sigh.
“Yes. I was jealous of Malone Jackson. Because he caught your eye. I hate it when I get the urge to think about it even for a moment.”
“...”
“And the painting I gave you as a gift.”
Then he raised his right arm and cupped Cecilia's small face with his large hand. The tip of his thumb lightly, but ticklishly, swept over the area near her cheekbone. Her body flinched as if it was going to jump at that small touch. It was because she knew what was going to happen next.
“It is proof that your love has come true, and it will be the proof of the eternal love I pledge to you.”
Finally, a vow of eternal love followed, something Cecilia had been longing for.
"...Your Highness."
Cecilia was overcome with emotions that she couldn't tell if they were joy or sadness. She found herself crying without realizing it.
It was resentment and mourning towards the foolish past Cecilia Lane, who had foolishly killed herself because she could not obtain something so easy.
“Why are you crying, Cecilia?”
There was a hint of laughter in Eden's voice, but worry was in his eyes. Cecilia cried with her eyes and laughed with her mouth, and she clung to Eden's arms.
“I, I...”
Cecilia sobbed and pulled her face away from Eden's chest, then looked up at Eden again. Then she lifted both her hands, cupped Eden's face, and pulled him down to her. He moved as Cecilia gestured without the slightest sign of resistance.
“Eden.”
It was the moment when Cecilia whispered his name and their lips met. Eden hugged Cecilia's body tightly as if he was going to crush her, and kissed her roughly.
The invader seeped through the gaping lips of surprise, stirring and mixing together so fervently that it was impossible to tell who was who.
"...Ah."
When she came to, she was lying on a soft bed, pushed by Eden's force.
And the man who seemed like a gentle and gentlemanly man threw away the mask that covered his face and explored her fragile body. His lips, which had been scattering kisses on the exposed nape of her neck and collarbone, gradually moved downward.
"Your Highness."
At Cecilia's call, Eden reflexively stopped moving. His chest was pounding with excitement, but his attire was still neat and tidy. As if he could be pushed away at any moment.
“Do you want to quit?”
But the blue eyes staring intently at Cecilia had already crossed the line and were locked in a deep blue state. Even if she were told to stop today, he wouldn't back down easily.
"...No."
Cecilia had no intention of rejecting him today either. She wanted his feelings to deepen and intensify. She wanted him to finally fall for the woman he believed he had a connection with and not be able to escape. She had even taken the medicine she had prepared in advance in hopes of that happening.
“Then call my name again.”
Eden's face moved upward again. Cecilia looked straight at the man who was tying her up, without avoiding his gaze.
“Eden.”
And she called his name. Eden kissed her again. Cecilia lifted her upper body in time with his movements and slid her hand under his shirt to the nape of his neck. The smooth, firm skin, different from the woman's skin, stimulated the nerves in her fingertips.
Eden ran his lips down the area from her earlobe to the nape of her neck. A thrilling excitement ran from head to toe.
“Please promise me just one thing.”
Eden's gaze returned. His chest was rising and falling greatly.
“Love me more than anything.”
Cecilia whispered, panting. Eden quietly kissed Cecilia's flushed ears, her slender neck, and her chest, where he could clearly feel her pounding heartbeat.
“So much so that I can’t live without you.”
Cecilia whispered like a witch. Eden seemed to think she was joking, and gave a short kiss to the nape of her neck, giggling softly. His hot breath tickled her ear.
“What if I go crazy?”
Eden asked with a smile. Cecilia reached out to that beautiful face. It felt real to her that he was in her grasp.
“I wish that were true.”
The hand that touched her chin, which was becoming thicker and thicker as expected of a man, moved slowly from top to bottom. Even Cecilia’s fingertips, which had been cold, were secretly warm.
Eden placed his lips on Cecilia's body, which was as white as a sheet of paper. The way his hands swept over her body and held her as if it were his own was very affectionate.
Cecilia raised her gaze and stared at the ceiling. Soon, Eden’s face, which had completely covered Cecilia’s body, obscured the ceiling.
"Ah."
The moment Eden overlapped her sweaty body, Cecilia flinched at the unfamiliar pain. Eden naturally kissed her raised chin.
At the same time, Cecilia remembered the day when she wished Eden had felt the same pain as she did.
“I promise.”
The moment Eden finally responded to Cecilia's promise, an almost painful pleasure ran through her fingertips.
Eden Lobana Burnett loves Cecilia Burnett so much that she is convinced that one day he will become so miserable that he will want to die because of Cecilia.
Cecilia was delighted, holding the man in her arms. The woman trapped in the mirror reflecting the bed from the ceiling was smiling brightly.
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