Chapter 62
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Sia reflexively mouthed when something was placed in her mouth. The cool, tangy orange juice trickling in little by little was almost teasing, and she abruptly opened her eyes.
At once, she was met with eyes glowing gold and blue.
“You’re awake.”
Despite the gentle inquiry, Sia glared fiercely. The man before her wasn’t a werebeast… He was a beast, period. He had refused to let her go even long after the promised time with God had passed. And for some reason, God had also not sent Cola at the appointed time.
It was only in the pitch-black hours of the early morning, well past that time, that Nox finally released her.
“I had food prepared that would be easy on your stomach. Do you want to wash up first?”
If a tone of voice had a texture, Nox’s would have been marshmallow at that moment. Sweet, soft, and fluffy…
“……”
“Shall we eat first, then?”
“……”
“If you’re tired, I’ll bathe you myself.”
“……”
“…Are you very angry?”
“You call that a question…! Cough, cough…”
Her voice rose sharply, only for Sia to start coughing from her sore throat. Startled, Nox quickly offered her the orange juice.
“Shouting suddenly will strain you. You screamed so much last night…”
“Shut. Up! Hgkk…”
“Alright, alright. Just drink this first.”
Nox wrapped an arm around her shoulders, carefully helping her drink the juice. Gulp, gulp. Draining the cup in one go, Sia wore an expression of relief, as if revived. Watching her drink left Nox with a satisfied smile, as if full just from seeing her eat, and he gently lifted her up into his arms.
“…Lord Nox, you’re truly too much.”
“I’m sorry. It was my first time, so I couldn’t control myself. I’ll be more mindful next time.”
“Next time?”
“…What, did you think you’d take my first time and then go live with another male?”
His voice, which had been teasingly low, turned dark and menacing in an instant, sending an involuntary shiver down Sia’s spine.
…Is it wrong to complain when I enjoyed it too?
Still, he went on and on for so long. What kind of stamina was that…
Of course, it hadn’t been bad. Toward the end, it had felt so overwhelming she could hardly take it, but it hadn’t hurt at all. Now, though, she felt like she might die.
“Haa…”
Her tonsils definitely felt swollen. Ah, at this rate she was bound to catch a throat infection.
Clearing her throat, she felt awkward as Nox lowered her into the bathtub.
“…I thought it was cute how you liked water as a cat.”
Of course he wouldn’t dislike water. He was a werebeast. And yet she had made such a fuss about it, not realizing. Heat rose to her cheeks again.
“I’m sorry for deceiving you, but it was troublesome for me as well.”
“…Liar.”
“It’s not a lie. True, I enjoyed being petted, which is why I hid it, but sometimes… didn’t you even wash me in rather embarrassing places?”
“Ah…”
Sia recalled the same things he had. That adorable, handsome cat had been Nox all along. She still couldn’t believe it. No, she didn’t want to believe it.
I… I washed Lord Nox’s tushie…
As she covered her face with both hands, Nox quietly watched her, then slipped one arm into the bathwater. He reached for the place he had so thoroughly claimed last night.
“Ungh!”
“So now it’s my turn, isn’t it?”
“W-Wait…”
“Just as you cleaned me, I’ll make sure you’re spotless.”
He flashed a mischievous grin, and Sia unconsciously parted her lips in surprise. It was a new expression for him. She hadn’t known this man could smile like that.
“Ahh! But this is… no, don’t!”
“Shh, it’ll be quick, my little one.”
“Stop!”
Her entire body flushed red as she was easily overpowered by his strength and thoroughly washed. There wasn’t a single spot his hands left untouched.
After being bathed in warmth, Sia came out of the bath drowsy and sulky, letting him dress her in a bathrobe without protest. Guided by his hand, she followed him into the sitting room, where a lavish feast awaited.
Cedric, who had been waiting, greeted them with a broad smile.
“You’ve caught a cough, Madam!”
“…What?”
“Oh dear, your throat is terribly strained. Shall I bring you a cup of warm tea first?”
Sia felt awkward under Cedric’s overly respectful title and demeanor. But Nox acted as if it were only natural, focusing solely on escorting her.
Seating Sia in a chair, Nox, unlike usual, took the seat right beside her.
“Why are you sitting there?”
“…I feel guilty, so I’ll help you eat.”
“What do you mean, help me eat…”
Answering in disbelief, Sia reached for the fork in front of her, only to falter. She couldn’t even put strength into her fingers.
“Ahem, you like salad, don’t you?”
“You beast…”
“Say ‘ah’, won’t you?”
She must have been wrong about him all along. She’d never raised Lips to be like this… He was far bolder than she had imagined. Sia, once so confident in her skills as a capable caretaker, felt nothing but bitter defeat.
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