CH 39

“A knight’s oath?”

“Ah! I’ll go out for a moment and look at the jewelry!”

Anyone could tell it was an unnatural excuse to leave.

Watching Aaron’s back as he left, Citrina giggled and called out loud.

“Ask Adilac to show you around, Aaron!”

Someone might have thought there was a fierce beast here on Aaron’s tail.

He looked like a rabbit as he left.

Anyhow, now she was left with Desian. Every time she was left alone with Desian, there was a subtle feeling in the air, a shiver and chill that was unfamiliar.

‘I feel odd when I see Desian.’

Citrina had never felt this was about a person. It somehow felt cramped.

Did he understand how she felt?

Desian called Citrina’s nickname lightly.

“Rina.”

“Yeah?”

Citrina drummed her fingers on the table a couple of times.

Desian Pietro could be the perfect sponsor for her. Borrowing the name of Duke Pietro would be perfect, and she couldn’t force Aaron to do it.

But with Desian, could Citrina stay in control? He was a dangerous man that everyone longed and hoped for, but no one could have.

And above all.

‘It’s like a puzzle where all of the pieces have already been put in order. It’s strange.’

Citrina’s keen intuition was saying something.

His obsessive attitude and all of the acclaim surrounding Duke Pietro were all a bit odd.

“I’ll ask again. Use me.”

‘Use you?’

Desian’s reply was concise. But for Citrina, the words caused a huge impact.

She didn’t expect the word ‘use’ to come out of Del’s mouth.

Citrina looked at him. Then his red lips drew into a gentle smile.

Looking at Citrina, Desian whispered repeatedly.

“Use me as you wish.”

With those words, Desian reached out. He slowly rearranged the hair that had fallen in front of Citrina’s ear. She could feel his fingertips tracing through her hair little by little.

His touch was cold, giving her the chills.

“Instead….”

They were facing each other across a small table. So as Desian leaned forward, it was natural for his face to come close.

A whisper trickled between Desian’s teeth.

“Don’t use anyone but me.”

“…What?”

“That’s my condition, Rina.”

It was a condition that was hard to find anywhere else. Desian leaned back leisurely.

Even in this tiny room in a small jewelry atelier, the man was as decadent and beautiful as ever.

Citrina asked, avoiding his gaze.

“Is that the only condition for wearing my jewelry?”

“It’s a difficult condition, Rina.”

It didn’t seem difficult at all.

“It means that neither your partner nor the person you use can be anyone but me.”

Citrina bit her lips. It tasted of blood.

Why was she getting goosebumps on her arms when there is a friendly face and a friendly offer in front of her?

It made no sense.

Nevertheless, Citrina nodded slowly.

“What about it?”

Desian was smiling with that sweet face.

“Yeah. If you help me, I’ll reward you.”

Citrina slowly nodded her head. Something flickered through his eyes.

‘Did something change while I was gone, or….’

In the confusion, only Desian’s eyes met her gaze.

She slowly reflected on Desian’s demeanor four years ago.

And it was then. Aaron opened the door again and rushed in.

“Citrina, you said you made this? Didn’t you? Will it really make love come true?”

In Aaron’s hand was the blue diamond. His expression was stained with embarrassment.

“Why? What if it’s real?”

“I’ll buy it!”

At Aaron’s serious expression, Citrina burst into giggles with a cheerful face.

‘Do you really have someone you like? No way, Elaina?’

No, that couldn’t be.

If Aaron loved Elaina, his attitude wouldn’t be so consistent with Citrina.

“No, I could just give you a spirit packed full of love.”

“Oh? How?”

“I’m psychic.”

Aaron’s expression was tinged with surprise. Citrina looked at his face and smiled.

As Aaron glanced between the jewel and Citrina’s face several times, Desian slowly rose. It was a smooth movement without any fuss.

A shadow slowly fell over Citrina’s face.

“My offer, I’ll take it that you accept it.”

“…Okay, Del. I’ll wait.”

Desian smiled gracefully as if he had everything he could desire. He got up and walked out of the door.

Citrina was lucky enough to have the perfect model. But why was she feeling so ambiguous?

Is it just a simple favor or something else…….