With a slap, a large hand gently grabbed Cecilia’s hand. Cecilia, who had been staring out the window facing the sea from her bathroom, lowered her gaze to the surface of the water rippling up to her chest.
“What could make you think like that?”
Of course, the man who hugged Cecilia from behind and approached her intimately was Eden.
“Just because the sea is pretty.”
Cecilia answered briefly, gently stroking the back of Eden's hand with her thumb. Eden returned the contact with a short kiss on Cecilia's cheek.
“Do you like it?”
"Yes."
Eden said that everything prepared on Laner Island was a gift for Cecilia. Cecilia didn't think that his words were a lie. Ever since he first confessed his feelings, Eden had acted like a man who was desperate to give Cecilia more.
Eden was completely different from her previous life. He was almost like a completely different person. It was as if he was a man in love.
“It won’t be this quiet tomorrow when people flock here.”
“You don’t have to worry about it being crowded.”
Eden whispered softly. Of course, there is nothing you can't do. Cecilia closed her eyes, feeling half-sarcastic.
Eden tightened his grip around Cecilia's waist as if telling her to focus more on him. Cecilia was drawn to that strength and pressed closer to Eden's embrace.
“There will be a lot to do when I go back.”
“What's going on?”
Eden asked.
“I have to prepare for Abby’s wedding. Not only that, but she’s having a baby.”
"Ah..."
Eden sighed softly. It was a look on his face that showed that Cecilia had not simply been talking about Abby's child.
“Have you been thinking about that all along?”
Cecilia smiled faintly at Eden's question.
“We are not in urgent need of a successor right now, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
Eden whispered softly. Instead of giving an answer, Cecilia looked up at Eden quietly. Eden kissed Cecilia on the forehead briefly and told her that he was sincere.
“I was worried that Your Highness might have taken it to heart.”
When Cecilia spoke in a sullen voice, Eden immediately shook his head.
“Absolutely not, so don’t worry.”
Cecilia nodded quietly. Judging from his reaction, it was clear that Eden had little interest in succeeding to the throne.
Then what about the previous Eden, whose reaction was not much different from now?
'There's no need to stress yourself out like this over successor issues, Cecilia.'
He had been married for over five years without a child, but his face was calm and relaxed, without a single worry. He was a man who, far from being shaken by his own anxiety and nervousness, even walked slowly. It was impossible not to find it strange.
“If you want, you can try starting today.”
Eden whispered softly and gave Cecilia a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Why are you saying such embarrassing things?”
Eden smiled slightly at Cecilia's nagging. Then he kissed Cecilia's ear. Even though Cecilia avoided it because it tickled, Eden followed her anyway.
"Your Highness!"
Finally, when Cecilia raised her head and protested to Eden, he turned Cecilia's body around, grabbed her face, and kissed her. Cecilia's head fell back helplessly as the man's desire poured out.
“There’s nothing I can’t do.”
“...”
“My wife is so pretty.”
He whispered at a distance close enough that their lips touched each time he spoke. Cecilia closed her eyes in resignation, unable to say anything in response.
At the same time, Eden's head tilted slightly, signaling the beginning of a deep kiss. Cecilia wrapped both arms around his neck and pulled him down to her.
“Cecilia.”
Eden called her name in a locked voice. It was a voice filled with intense lust for his lover. What had been so strange in the past was not strange now.
Cecilia just became curious.
Why did Eden, who hated her so much that he wished for her death, never harass her for reasons related to the heir?
'Your relationship isn't that bad, but why is it so hard to hear a baby cry?'
When Eden was Crown Prince, the Emperor had been secretly pressuring him in this way. Eden would always just pass over the questions, but that wasn't a perfect solution. Every time Cecilia stood before the Emperor, she felt a burden that made her choke.
That was really strange. In fact, it would have been the most distressing thing for Cecilia, and it would have been easier to deal with than some weird reason like treason or something.
“...”
His thoughts were not easy to guess. In her previous life, and now. It was always like that. Whenever she tried to think of something, she would run into so many contradictions that she would not know what to do.
Even though she knew from the beginning that he was someone she shouldn't have understood, she found it funny that she wanted to understand why he did that.
“Cecilia.”
Does an originally foolish mind always last that long?
Cecilia slowly opened her eyes. Blue eyes were looking down at her as if asking for permission. Cecilia nodded quietly.
“Go to the bedroom.”
Finally, Eden, who had received permission, lifted Cecilia lightly and crossed the threshold of the bedroom. Soon, the two bodies were tangled together on the soft bed. Eden pulled down Cecilia's clothes and kissed her shoulder.
"Ah."
Soon, Eden's kisses flowed down. His hands, which were gentle yet fierce, grasped the soft flesh between her thighs, making her breath catch. Regardless of the feelings that hid their claws toward him, there was bound to be a physical reaction.
“Ugh...”
The moment Cecilia let out a soft sigh, Eden fell deeply into Cecilia's arms, wrapping his strong arms around her waist.
Desperately as if they can't reach each other even though they are close.
“What could make you think like that?”
Of course, the man who hugged Cecilia from behind and approached her intimately was Eden.
“Just because the sea is pretty.”
Cecilia answered briefly, gently stroking the back of Eden's hand with her thumb. Eden returned the contact with a short kiss on Cecilia's cheek.
“Do you like it?”
"Yes."
Eden said that everything prepared on Laner Island was a gift for Cecilia. Cecilia didn't think that his words were a lie. Ever since he first confessed his feelings, Eden had acted like a man who was desperate to give Cecilia more.
Eden was completely different from her previous life. He was almost like a completely different person. It was as if he was a man in love.
“It won’t be this quiet tomorrow when people flock here.”
“You don’t have to worry about it being crowded.”
Eden whispered softly. Of course, there is nothing you can't do. Cecilia closed her eyes, feeling half-sarcastic.
Eden tightened his grip around Cecilia's waist as if telling her to focus more on him. Cecilia was drawn to that strength and pressed closer to Eden's embrace.
“There will be a lot to do when I go back.”
“What's going on?”
Eden asked.
“I have to prepare for Abby’s wedding. Not only that, but she’s having a baby.”
"Ah..."
Eden sighed softly. It was a look on his face that showed that Cecilia had not simply been talking about Abby's child.
“Have you been thinking about that all along?”
Cecilia smiled faintly at Eden's question.
“We are not in urgent need of a successor right now, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
Eden whispered softly. Instead of giving an answer, Cecilia looked up at Eden quietly. Eden kissed Cecilia on the forehead briefly and told her that he was sincere.
“I was worried that Your Highness might have taken it to heart.”
When Cecilia spoke in a sullen voice, Eden immediately shook his head.
“Absolutely not, so don’t worry.”
Cecilia nodded quietly. Judging from his reaction, it was clear that Eden had little interest in succeeding to the throne.
Then what about the previous Eden, whose reaction was not much different from now?
'There's no need to stress yourself out like this over successor issues, Cecilia.'
He had been married for over five years without a child, but his face was calm and relaxed, without a single worry. He was a man who, far from being shaken by his own anxiety and nervousness, even walked slowly. It was impossible not to find it strange.
“If you want, you can try starting today.”
Eden whispered softly and gave Cecilia a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Why are you saying such embarrassing things?”
Eden smiled slightly at Cecilia's nagging. Then he kissed Cecilia's ear. Even though Cecilia avoided it because it tickled, Eden followed her anyway.
"Your Highness!"
Finally, when Cecilia raised her head and protested to Eden, he turned Cecilia's body around, grabbed her face, and kissed her. Cecilia's head fell back helplessly as the man's desire poured out.
“There’s nothing I can’t do.”
“...”
“My wife is so pretty.”
He whispered at a distance close enough that their lips touched each time he spoke. Cecilia closed her eyes in resignation, unable to say anything in response.
At the same time, Eden's head tilted slightly, signaling the beginning of a deep kiss. Cecilia wrapped both arms around his neck and pulled him down to her.
“Cecilia.”
Eden called her name in a locked voice. It was a voice filled with intense lust for his lover. What had been so strange in the past was not strange now.
Cecilia just became curious.
Why did Eden, who hated her so much that he wished for her death, never harass her for reasons related to the heir?
'Your relationship isn't that bad, but why is it so hard to hear a baby cry?'
When Eden was Crown Prince, the Emperor had been secretly pressuring him in this way. Eden would always just pass over the questions, but that wasn't a perfect solution. Every time Cecilia stood before the Emperor, she felt a burden that made her choke.
That was really strange. In fact, it would have been the most distressing thing for Cecilia, and it would have been easier to deal with than some weird reason like treason or something.
“...”
His thoughts were not easy to guess. In her previous life, and now. It was always like that. Whenever she tried to think of something, she would run into so many contradictions that she would not know what to do.
Even though she knew from the beginning that he was someone she shouldn't have understood, she found it funny that she wanted to understand why he did that.
“Cecilia.”
Does an originally foolish mind always last that long?
Cecilia slowly opened her eyes. Blue eyes were looking down at her as if asking for permission. Cecilia nodded quietly.
“Go to the bedroom.”
Finally, Eden, who had received permission, lifted Cecilia lightly and crossed the threshold of the bedroom. Soon, the two bodies were tangled together on the soft bed. Eden pulled down Cecilia's clothes and kissed her shoulder.
"Ah."
Soon, Eden's kisses flowed down. His hands, which were gentle yet fierce, grasped the soft flesh between her thighs, making her breath catch. Regardless of the feelings that hid their claws toward him, there was bound to be a physical reaction.
“Ugh...”
The moment Cecilia let out a soft sigh, Eden fell deeply into Cecilia's arms, wrapping his strong arms around her waist.
Desperately as if they can't reach each other even though they are close.
***
Eden opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of his body fading away. It was still early morning, with the moonlight streaming in, and the sun still not up. Eden’s vision, which had just opened his eyes, was blurry due to sleepiness.
“...”
However, Cecilia, who should have been sleeping soundly next to him, was approaching the window in her gown. Eden quietly watched her back.
Cecilia's gaze, leaning her pelvis against the window frame, turned toward the sea and the moon reflecting light as if she was thinking of something.
Cecilia often did so. She would kick out of bed as if she could not bear his embrace, and stay up all night, wide awake, until the sun came up.
'You didn't sleep well?'
'No. I slept well.'
And yet, in the morning, she would wake up with a calm expression as if she had just woken up from a good night's sleep. Like someone who was trying hard not to show her weakness to him.
On such nights, Eden always felt anxious. An anxiety of unknown origin. Cecilia Burnett is Eden Robana Burnett's wife, and she lives as a Grand Duchess. She has no reason to leave, and there is no sign of her leaving.
But.
But if you really love me, if you are content with me, why do you run away from my arms every night?
"Ha..."
He heard Cecilia sigh softly. Eden noticed Cecilia's head moving towards the bed and quietly closed his eyes.
At first, he suspected that her feelings for him had cooled and that she had found another man interested in her. That was why he was uncomfortable with seeing James Morak hanging around Cecilia.
'Abby's husband is also a good man... Oh, James Morak who runs a pawn shop.'
But James Morak was the boyfriend of Cecilia's maid, Abby. She even said that the maid was pregnant and that they were going to get married soon. His suspicions were ridiculous.
Yeah, so the thoughts he's having now are likely just ridiculous and absurd delusions.
“Cecilia.”
Rather than dwelling on useless thoughts, he decided to just think about how Cecilia was the one who deserved to be held in his arms.
“...Eden?”
Cecilia looked back at Eden with a surprised face. His anxiety melted away a little at the fact that she called him by his name, Eden, rather than by his title, "Your Highness." He seemed like a very insignificant presence.
“Why are you there?”
“Oh, I woke up and couldn’t fall back to sleep.”
“Come here.”
At Eden's words, Cecilia approached him with an awkward smile and hugged him tightly. With her soft body and fragrant scent, all his anxiety disappeared without a trace.
“Did you wake up because of me?”
“I guess so.”
Maybe he just couldn't stand being separated from Cecilia. In the end, Eden came to that conclusion.
When you feel anxious and unable to bear to be separated from someone, it is because you are afraid that the other person might leave you, or because you have doubts about the other person's feelings.
“...”
However, Cecilia, who should have been sleeping soundly next to him, was approaching the window in her gown. Eden quietly watched her back.
Cecilia's gaze, leaning her pelvis against the window frame, turned toward the sea and the moon reflecting light as if she was thinking of something.
Cecilia often did so. She would kick out of bed as if she could not bear his embrace, and stay up all night, wide awake, until the sun came up.
'You didn't sleep well?'
'No. I slept well.'
And yet, in the morning, she would wake up with a calm expression as if she had just woken up from a good night's sleep. Like someone who was trying hard not to show her weakness to him.
On such nights, Eden always felt anxious. An anxiety of unknown origin. Cecilia Burnett is Eden Robana Burnett's wife, and she lives as a Grand Duchess. She has no reason to leave, and there is no sign of her leaving.
But.
But if you really love me, if you are content with me, why do you run away from my arms every night?
"Ha..."
He heard Cecilia sigh softly. Eden noticed Cecilia's head moving towards the bed and quietly closed his eyes.
At first, he suspected that her feelings for him had cooled and that she had found another man interested in her. That was why he was uncomfortable with seeing James Morak hanging around Cecilia.
'Abby's husband is also a good man... Oh, James Morak who runs a pawn shop.'
But James Morak was the boyfriend of Cecilia's maid, Abby. She even said that the maid was pregnant and that they were going to get married soon. His suspicions were ridiculous.
Yeah, so the thoughts he's having now are likely just ridiculous and absurd delusions.
“Cecilia.”
Rather than dwelling on useless thoughts, he decided to just think about how Cecilia was the one who deserved to be held in his arms.
“...Eden?”
Cecilia looked back at Eden with a surprised face. His anxiety melted away a little at the fact that she called him by his name, Eden, rather than by his title, "Your Highness." He seemed like a very insignificant presence.
“Why are you there?”
“Oh, I woke up and couldn’t fall back to sleep.”
“Come here.”
At Eden's words, Cecilia approached him with an awkward smile and hugged him tightly. With her soft body and fragrant scent, all his anxiety disappeared without a trace.
“Did you wake up because of me?”
“I guess so.”
Maybe he just couldn't stand being separated from Cecilia. In the end, Eden came to that conclusion.
When you feel anxious and unable to bear to be separated from someone, it is because you are afraid that the other person might leave you, or because you have doubts about the other person's feelings.
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