The sky, which had been dark since I left the venue, had turned pitch black when I arrived at the public house. After passing two high walls, we were greeted by a mansion with a red gable roof behind the dark lake. It was dark, and I couldn't see the land well, but I could see that the land was so vast that it was a waste to play.
"Nice to meet you, ma'am. I am Malcolm Jonas, the butler of the Albrenovic family."
The butler and the servants came out to greet us. Starting with the butler, the eldest six greeted each other one after another. It was late, so it seemed that only the elite people came out to greet us. The butler, whose red hair was as red as the roof of a mansion, was thin but tall enough to be slightly less than Brandt's.
"It's late today, so say hello to the Duchess next time and lead the Duchess to her room."
Brandt spoke to the butler and took a step forward. I heard a servant asking him if he was going to the office.
'Get married... Are you going to the office right away?'
Looking at the back of him moving away, I was in a daze for a moment. A child disappeared in my heart, and a new emotion sprouted in its place.
"Ma'am. I'll show you to your room."
The butler's words made me come to my senses. Every step I took after him felt heavy, as if I were walking on a muddy field.
'Of course, I thought we would go together.'
As I continued to think, I realized that the newly sprouted emotion was sadness. Then, in an instant, my head became cold. Did I have any expectations because Brandt liked Edita, and that we had a safe wedding?
This marriage took place without a single romantic commitment. It was a marriage made up of oaths, deception, love-hate, and misunderstanding. I know that I think like that. I was in a daze, like someone who woke up from a sweet dream.
The co-residence was very different from the menstrual gel palace. Unlike the menstrual gel palace, which was decorated with solemn marble, the interior of the co-residence was made of pure white panels with coral-colored moldings.
There were no stone statues full of intimidation. Bright landscape paintings, genre paintings, and smoothly carved patterns in the shape of shells and leaves filled the walls without a single gap. It was truly a place full of decoration.
After being served by the maids in the huge steaming bathroom, I returned to my room. It was a place where you could clearly feel that it was carefully decorated. Curtains with silver tassels hung on either side of the bed, and the white-paneled walls lined up with endless floral feasts. The chandelier, draped with drop-shaped jewels, softly illuminated the room.
'Do all the ladies here live in rooms like this?'
While eating the fruit that the maid brought out, I continued to look at the place that I would never get tired of, no matter how much I looked at it. The carpet on the floor was so soft that I could take off my shoes and throw them away. My eyes were busy thinking about spending a long night alone in this beautiful room. At that time, a bookshelf standing dignified manner was caught in my field of vision.
'I'm bored, but let's do something I didn't do.'
However, as I approached the bookcase, I couldn't help but be disappointed. Most of the books were books that I could die of boredom while reading, such as 'The Lady's Horticulture' or 'How to Measure Strong Thread'.
'They said that if you suddenly do something you didn't do, you will get sick.'
It was a car that was about to turn around with the most resolute stance in the world. A blue light flashed through the thick books. The moment I snuck my head, I saw an oval-shaped stone behind the books emitting a heart-wrenchingly beautiful light with only an adult man's fist.
'Is it a gem? But why are the tewels in this place?'
I was enchanted and went out of my hand. The moment my hand entered the gap in the thick book, a booklet hit the back of my hand and fell to the floor. There was a loud noise of the booklet hitting the floor.
"Ugh!"
I squatted down inadvertently to pick up the book I had dropped, and my eyes widened. While all other books were thick hardcover with dark-toned covers, this book had a light and colorful cover. My face turned contemplative after taking a picture out of curiosity. This was a spring painting collection that contained the sexual act between men and women that could not be put into words.
Even though my body was trembling at the feast of paintings, I couldn't stop turning the pages of the book. As if being manipulated by the unconscious, the booklet contained a new world.
'No, how can humans do this? Does this make sense?'
Brandt, I can't believe he is reading a book like this... Remembering his expressionlessness, which was even stoic, I felt betrayed.
But he put this book in his wife's room. How can that be? Is this a declaration of war?
'If you declare war...'
For a moment, my mind went blank, and my heart thumped like crazy.
As long as I decided to stay here myself, and since I got married, I was prepared. But it was too much.
'This is how I taste.'
What should I do now...
As I was trembling in fear, my eyes suddenly met in a large mirror standing in the corner of the room. The Image I was reminded of wearing only white underwear looked too lewd to my eyes now. Shame and fear soared.
I quickly looked around. There is a separate dressing room, so there will be no closet in the room. Still, I opened the built-in room with the thought of being in case. As expected, there was an extra cape.
I quickly put on my cloak. As I was trembling like that, I suddenly remembered that this night was all for me anyway.
'Brandt went to the office anyway, didn't he?'
I felt like I was an idiot. When I saw myself wearing a cloak in the mirror, I even laughed.
"A cloak at night. Just like someone who wants to go outside..."
It was just as I was about to take off my cloak with a broken hand.
"Where are you going to go at this time?"
My body froze as it was at the voice that seemed to scratch my back. Brandt's spirit was getting closer. I couldn't bear to lift my head, so I couldn't find a place to look in front of his white robe that stopped right in front of me. Brandt, who probably didn't like me, clenched my chin and let me look at him. My fast-beating heart seemed to stop in his hand.
His dark hair was wet as if he had been washed, and his smooth cheeks looked moist. However, the snow was as dry as if it were on fire.
"Why are you wearing something different? Were you preparing to run away on the first night of your wedding?"
My eyes widened at his words. I shook my head vigorously in resentment.
"There's no reason to come here now."
"Do you think I will believe that?"
"How can you trust me?"
"Prove it."
I was embarrassed. Even if I think about it myself, what and how can I prove it to make him believe in it?
In an instant, I unknowingly stretched out my face towards him. Seeing his bewildered expression, I closed my eyes and kissed him.
'There's no way someone who wants to run away will kiss you, right?'
The moment I felt the sweet taste and pulled myself off again, Brandt's hand wrapped around the back of my neck. I felt a hot sensation on my lips, and my whole body was tense, and I closed my eyes without realizing it.
His hand gripped my shoulder, and the cloak fell to the floor. The sand was only briefly passed by the heat he was sending.
His kiss, which seemed to take away all my soul, relieved my whole body. Brandt supported my body as I swayed. Then he pulled me strongly into his arms.
"Hah..."
The heavy breath I had been holding back poured onto his chest. Brandt's veins touched my cheeks under the thin robe.
'Why, why... Out of breath? If your mouth is blocked, you can breathe through your nose. So why are you stupid?'
Before the question could be solved, my leg fell off the floor. I let out a moan and leaned closer into Brandt's arms as he hugged me. I thought the soft sheet was touching my back, and my body was wrapped up on the bed. And a huge shadow hung over me.
Instinctively, my body shrank. He looked down at me with a sharp gaze.
"Weren't you really trying to run away?"
He strode over. The breath was so close to my cheeks that it touched my cheeks.
"Of course it...Just!"
'You brought a strange book to my room!'
I couldn't say that.
Brandt put his arms on either side of me and stretched out his upper body. I looked up at the ominous feeling.
'This posture is...!'
It was the most basic posture for sexuality that I saw in the first chapter of the Chunhwa* collection. Imaginations that should not have been done began to bloom in my head at will.
Seeing my complexion change, Brandt frowned.
"But why do you look like that?"
A voice that I could barely hold back hit my ears. Then something slipped into my arm. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the strap of Brandt's robe had loosened on its own and was touching my arm. Through the open foreshaws, Brandt's body could be seen unfiltered.
'Wow...'
The eyes widened fearlessly with strong muscles and a strong body that seemed to have been transferred from the body of a stone statue. The dangerous delusions that came to my mind tried to get too far.
I closed my eyes tightly and tried to gather Brandt's front cheeks with trembling hands. But I couldn't because Brandt grabbed my wrist tightly. He kissed the back of my hand. At the same time, the strong smell of a man caught my eye.
"Even if you don't like it, you're my wife. You signed it with this hand."
"..."
"If you still can't do it, tell me here. I'll send you back to me as a period gel right away."
There was sadness in his last voice. He tried desperately to get me, but if I said it wasn't me now, he really thought he could let me go. After that, he...
I shook my head firmly.
"That's not it!"
"Or?"
After all, I honestly didn't fall out of my mouth. I couldn't say that it was just a brief repair because of the spring flower house.
Ah, the men and women I saw at the Spring Flower House danced in my head again.
I whispered, clutching his hanging robe to chase away my unhealthy thoughts.
"Oh, I'm ashamed..."
"What?"
His pupils, which had been shrouded in darkness of unknown depth, shook.
"What are you ashamed of?"
"It's just this..."
I unknowingly pointed to Brandt's open front shaft, and then I was startled and clasped my hands tightly on my chest. Brandt was helpless like a fierce beast struck by an unfortunate blow.
"It's not that I'm ashamed of this, no, it's because we're married..."
Brandt's restless cheeks reminded me of a light of confusion and nervousness.
When I couldn't say anything and just stared blankly with a flushed face, he put his arm under my back and gently hugged me. Then we kissed again. It was incredibly gentle and affectionate.
My pulse was beating all over my body, and my heart seemed to be popping out of my palm. My whole body felt dazed, and my soul was in turmoil.
The waves were so strong that I tried to hug him by the nape of his neck. But Brandt grabbed both of my wrists and held them tightly to the sides. Will he mistakenly think that I am trying to push it away? He grabbed me like a shackle and threw himself violently into my mouth.
I couldn't breathe. It was as if I had lost the ability to breathe. My cheeks were hot, and my heart slowed down. Then Brandt broke away from me. The sweet and cozy scent lingered on the tip of my nose and then dispersed.
"Ha..."
At the same time, his breath burst out in heat. When I opened my eyes, my vision was blurred. It seemed like tears flowed down my face.
This feeling was ecstatic. It was as if I were lying on a cloud.
What does Brandt think of my red face that even sheds tears?
Tears that had been pooling in my eyes flowed down the corners of my face.
I can't believe this alone can make me cry...
"Are you still ashamed?"
In the blurred vision, the man with the recalled face asked. I nodded.
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