Chapter 4
“Giselle.”
At Raven’s voice calling her, Giselle’s eyes, which had been closed as she silently breathed in soft, shallow gasps, slowly opened. Perhaps because of the s***n clinging to her silver eyelashes, making her uncomfortable, the movement of her eyelids was exceedingly slow.
‘I shouldn’t have c*m in her eyes. I can’t see her blue eyes very well.’
Looking at her, Raven thought to himself. In truth, there wasn’t a single place on Giselle’s body that wasn’t smeared with his seed.
At present, Giselle’s entire body was covered in it.
Around her eyes, red and raw from crying, on her small red lips, and even on the red inner flesh and throat visible when she opened her mouth, he had poured his seed without restraint. Her soft b*****s, large enough to fill his hands and still have more left over, and her pink n*****s were also covered in the sticky liquid.
Between her legs, the white, viscous fluid she had taken in until she could take no more had gushed out and drenched the bedsheets, and her thighs were also covered entirely in the whitish liquid.
They were all traces Raven had left behind.
This afternoon, when he had first stripped off her dress, her white body had been so pristine that it didn’t have a single speck on it, let alone a wound. Now it was packed with Raven’s bite marks and red traces.
Enough that anyone could tell without a doubt that Giselle belonged to Raven Barietsch.
Slowly looking over Giselle as she lay there limply, Raven quietly felt satisfied inside.
Meanwhile, after blinking with difficulty several times, Giselle’s eyes finally opened completely. Soon, her blue eyes turned toward him.
“Are you all right?”
“……”
“I’ll untie your hands for now.”
With a tender expression, Raven sat beside her and untied the hands he had bound with a handkerchief.
Her hands, which had been fixed above her head throughout their lovemaking, finally regained their freedom. Her slender arms collapsed onto the bed like a snake’s shed skin.
Giselle didn’t rejoice, nor did she lower her arms. She merely stared at him with an impassive face as she breathed out. Since he had driven her quite hard today, it was only natural.
“I’ll forgive you for what happened last night to this extent, Giselle. After this much, you must know clearly whose you are.”
Raven gazed lovingly at Giselle and gently swept aside her silver hair, which was soaked with sweat and disheveled.
“…Well, you’ve done countless adorable things over the past year to break off your engagement with me.”
“……”
“Even so, I love you.”
As Raven said that, a smile spread across his lips.
“Even if you deceived my eyes and ran through the night to find another man who would become your fiancé, I’ll forgive all of it.”
As if even if Giselle betrayed his trust and his affection, he could forgive even that splendidly.
However, the words he added immediately after were nothing short of sinister.
“But if you commit something like yesterday just one more time, I won’t forgive you to this extent then.”
“……”
“Instead of cutting off the wrist that held hands with that young lord, I’ll break your legs and lock you in the manor’s basement. So you can never run from me forever, and so you can never ask any man in the world for help. Do you understand?”
Meeting her eyes, he laid out a chilling threat that seemed to freeze her to the bone.
In the end, no answer came back from Giselle. Even so, as if he had already heard her reply, Raven spoke with a gentle smile.
“Then. Sleep well, Giselle.
“……”
“May good dreams be with you.”
With that brief prayer, his lips lightly touched Giselle’s forehead and then drew away.
Even at that affectionate kiss, Giselle didn’t touch the place where his lips had landed. She merely blinked, like a person whose soul had vanished.
Raven looked at her that way until the very end, as if finding her adorable, then left the room completely after a short farewell.
Beyond the closed door, his heavy footsteps gradually grew distant.
“……”
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