CH 25.2

The man then stretched his lips as if he had heard a funny thing.

“If I were to make up my mind a little more, the Whitmore family would be ashes.”

Her heart pounded at those words. Who the hell can destroy the Marquisate at once? Even the Duchy now couldn’t do that.

Are you from the Imperial Family?

Salton’s voice got so close that it was tangled in the folds of her ear. Deciding that she would rather call her fiance, Anne raised a corner of her mouth and laughed at the man.

“I changed my mind. You are finished now.”

“Maybe.”

It was just as Anne was about to call her fiance’s name. The man’s hand neared her quickly and tightly clamped over her mouth.

“Sal . . . heup . . . ! Heuuuhh.”

As the fingers tightened like a hawk’s claw as if to hold her breath, only a gasping groan barely escaped between her lips. And the man with his lips pressed to her ear, whispered softly.

“I have changed my mind too.”

A sneer spread across the man’s mouth as he exhaled a languid breath.

A pleasant wind blew like a sweet taste. The leaves rustled and danced, and the scent of roses in bloom pierced her nostrils. In the magnificent spectacle, which would not be strange even if the spirit of spring appeared, only Anne’s appearance, who was hugged by a stranger and had her mouth closed, was not at all beautiful.

“Huuuh . . .”

The crushed body was so tight that her blood couldn’t circulate properly, and there was nothing she could do except shake her dropped hand. All she felt was helplessness.

“Angroanne!”

Salton’s voice came close enough to set foot around them. Through the rose bush, she could see Salton’s unmistakable dark brown hair.

Anne’s eyes were filled with a faint anticipation. The body she had suddenly embraced was swept backwards. Anne’s brow furrowed at the stinging of the thorns and the thorns of the rose bush clinging to her back.

“I’m curious. Can your fiance save you?”

Unlike his former expressionless face, the man’s lips began to show joy.

Meanwhile, the sound of footsteps stopped.

“Angroanne?”

Anne was relieved to hear the voice approaching her. Even if she could not be seen, she could not hide the lavish dress between the rose stems and the vines that did not receive a single ray of light.

Anne wished her fiance’s eyes would be sharp. Now, as she believed she would be saved soon, Anne glared at the unclear man’s face.

There was the sound of footsteps walking carefully. He also didn’t seem like a very dull man. She predicted that soon Salton would draw his sword and separate her from this rude man, and he would order the knights to punish him for the crime of daring to intimidate his woman.

But her fiance, who had asked carefully, took no other action. Salton narrowed his eyes while looking at the two of them stuck together in the dark. Her anxiety took over.

“I have to tell him.”

She didn’t hesitate any longer. She lost her strength, but Anne, who was looking for a different way to announce her presence, bit the man’s hand covering her mouth with all her might. She flinched as the slimy fluid slipped into her teeth and the fishy taste lingered on the tip of her tongue, but he wouldn’t let it go.

He was a rude man who threatened her. Even when she bit him without mercy, the man did not let go and was not surprised at all. The leopard-patterned mask drew closer.

“I didn’t know you had a talent for biting like a dog.”

For a moment, the man’s lips under the mask grew eerily beautiful. Just when she thought she didn’t know why she was so scared of people’s smiles, the man’s hand finally fell off.

But Anne did not call her fiance. Soon, cold lips sank down on her face.

“Huuuhhh . . . !”

It was an instant. In less than a second, Anne’s pink lips were swallowed without a trace by the man’s lips, which were slamming hard as if he was going to eat her whole.

Anne closed her mouth to reject him, but the man’s power to dig into her was terrifyingly strong. The man’s tongue came in through the open gap. The sensation of the moist tongue licking the insides and the sharpness of the sensitive flesh was terrifying.

“Huh. Don’t . . .”

Each time the man tenaciously sucked the hidden tongue and stirred the inside, their saliva was entangled. Her heart, which had been dangling at the sharp sensation of the squishy tongues tangled in a promiscuous manner, fell to the floor.