Chapter 6.2

So long as Anne was Grand Duchess, Libelois will be as arrogant as if they had won the world and will meddle in everything, be it politics or the economy. Just remembering how they were asking for such a request before she left, it was clear what they were going to do in the capital of the future, with the power of the Grand Duchy.

In addition, it was likely that he would be the one who represented both sides in the middle and took care of things. It was just disgusting to meddle in her life and say anything more than this.

The Grand Duke’s eyes narrowed as if trying to gauge her intentions.

“. . . What are you going to do after that?”

“I have no intention of going back to the County. I . . . I want to leave alone.”

Her life was short and she had lived so passively that she thought of living her new life in a place where no one knew.

“If my wife were to leave, did you not consider the insults I would receive?”

“You just have to announce that you threw me out because I had an affair with someone else.”

When that happens, her family will declare they cut ties with her because they can’t stand the shame, and will not dare to reach out to the successor. Despite being seen as a ruthless woman leaving her child behind, Anne firmly made up her mind.

Silence, which had enveloped them for a while, fell between them. When the duke’s neck, who had been strangely calm, swayed like waves, he opened his mouth.

“Seeing that you spoke so easily, it must have been that you had hardened your heart before coming here. What my wife wants . . . I will allow it.”

She was worried about what to do if an uncomfortable reaction came back, but the Grand Duke readily allowed it.

She could see the Grand Duke’s mouth, who was staring at her, slowly rising.

“Of course, if you have a ‘child’.”

In an instant, there was a force that seemed to have pressed her down with a single word he uttered. As if it was her who made the offer, he gave a soft warning to take responsibility for what she said.

As Anne hesitated, seized by the strange feeling, he threw her body onto the bed like a hawk snatching a prey. Before she could properly open her eyes, the Grand Duke was already covering her body with his. Anne’s face flushed with embarrassment.

“What are you doing now?”

The Grand Duke, who had tightened his thick legs to keep her from moving, looked down at her. His red eyes, which were revealed every time the languidly sunken eyelids lifted, were focused solely on her.

“I’m going to fulfill the terms of the contract, is there any problem? I’m trying to put my seeds in my wife’s stomach as much as I want . . .”

“That . . . What-”

What offended his heart? The man with his back to the moonlight exudes a decadent and gloomy energy that she had not noticed before.

“It would be good to get used to it. From now on, you will lie under me and cry every day.”

A cold sweat ran down her back. The man’s voice was cold, and the content was extremely cold.

He ruffled the collar of his shirt with an indifferent hand. The bejeweled buttons bounced off without a trace, revealing the developed muscles between the open shirts.

Her strong chest major muscles unwittingly caught her attention, but she soon recalled her situation and tried to pull back again. As if ridiculing Anne who was struggling, the Grand Duke increased his strength and tightened the small body of the woman lying beneath him even more tightly.

“Ple . . . please wait . . . !”

The knot in her chest broke first with a swish in his strong grasp, and the crumpled breast protruded from the gap. One area after another, the clothing was torn and Anne, who had become naked in an instant, was terrified.

The Grand Duke’s cool gaze descended upon the trembling woman.

“Where did that confident attitude go? Now you’re trembling here? You must not be afraid. It must be because of the cold weather in the north.”

His brief, sarcastic gaze scanned the woman’s crushed body beneath him. The golden tinted hair ran down her smooth shoulders, flowing along the curves of her soft skin. He reached out and pulled the strands blonde hair from her skin one by one.

A dangerous smile lingered on the Grand Duke’s beautiful face, who was sweeping the white skin like sprinkled with snow, his bouncy breasts that he wanted to hold his hand full of, and even the pinkish-pink nipples that seemed to taste sweet if he swallowed straight away.

“How long will it take to have a child?”

“Please . . . do it . . . gently . . . Hah!”

Anne, feeling that she couldn’t escape, asked, but he didn’t listen. The snake-cold lips clung roughly to Anne’s long neckline as the large shadow fell. He took a deep bite on the nape of her pure white neck and began to suck in all of her tender flesh as if she was about to be eaten.

Each time he gnawed with his growling teeth, Anne’s head tilted behind.

“Heeuukkk . . . !”

Pushing his hard chest, Anne complained of her pain, but the Grand Duke only passed by it. With his muscular thighs, he squeezed her side, preventing her from breathing properly, let alone escape.

As Anne tried to turn her head, the large hand gripped her chin strongly.

“It is not a woman’s virtue to turn her eyes away from her husband.”

“. . . It . . . hurts . . .”

“Relax. You won’t die from this.”

He sneered with a cold face.