How the Disgusting Suitor Met His End - Chapter 10

“…….”

“Ah, but to do that, your father’s last legacy would also be ruined along with me, so you can’t touch it, can you?”

Juyeon stepped closer to Jo Yun-soo. She patted his shoulder and whispered into his ear.

“Yun-soo.”

Was it anger? Jo Yun-soo’s face flushed red.

“Why would I kill you? I’ll never kill you.”

“…….”

“Whose fault do you think it is that I lived a dog’s life, going around killing people? I won’t kill you. I have to make you roll around just like me.”

Rage crept into her soft voice. The tone, whispered through clenched teeth, was thick, like mucus simmered from long-held bitterness.

“So don’t worry about such things. Go send your father off properly, Prosecutor. Huh?”

Juyeon pulled away from him and smirked. But her eyes glowed fiercely as she stared at him, and she spat.

“…A bastard whose arm only bends inward, yet calls himself a righteous prosecutor, f**k.”

What would that bastard say, she wondered, if she told him that the person she had wanted to kill since childhood wasn’t his father, but him?

***

“…Ahh.”

When she woke up, she realized a heavy arm was wrapped around her waist like a snake.

Of course she’d have such a dog-like nightmare, with her body so tightly bound.

Cecilia frowned slightly and tried to peel Rogerick’s arm away. But like a swamp that swallows you deeper when you struggle, he hugged Cecilia even tighter.

‘Ah… annoying.’

Cecilia rolled her eyes and sighed.

She had hoped to sleep soundly last night after their heavy tumble, but she had a nightmare again.

It had been like this ever since she was possessed by this body. The nightmares always vividly replayed the memories of her previous life.

Until now, the scene where she was shot by Cheong-ryang was the only one that repeated. But today was different.

‘Why did that trash have to appear? Is this a sign of bad luck?’

If she had to pick the person she hated the most in her previous life, it would undoubtedly be that bastard, Jo Yun-soo. He was the root cause that had plunged Juyeon’s life, which could have been lived as an ordinary orphan, into the mud.

“This organization is not to be inherited by our Yun-soo, but by you.”

The successor position he offered with a show of generosity was, from the start, a human shield designed for his son.

“…Mmm.”

It seemed Rogerick was finally waking up. Cecilia only turned her neck to look at him, who was moaning as if he hadn’t sobered up yet.

His wrinkled eyelids slowly lifted. Their vacant eyes met. Then suddenly, Rogerick’s eyes widened, and he shot up.

“Ce-Cecil?”

Rogerick’s hair was a mess, and he covered his naked body with the edge of the blanket. He muttered, alternating between looking at his condition and Cecilia with a bewildered expression.

“W-what happened yesterday, it wasn’t a dream?”

“A dream?”

What is this bastard doing right now?

Annoyed, Cecilia abruptly sat up and violently threw back the blanket. Before Rogerick could look away, she spread her legs.

“Then who do you think made me this mess?”

She almost said, like a thug, “Who do you think the bastard is who made this mess?”

Of course, spreading her legs and showing him wasn’t a refined act either.

Following the naked body, where red and blue marks were left like flower petals, there was dried c*m residue smeared on her most private area.

Rogerick froze, unable to move at the sight before him. As his body flushed scarlet, his gaze shook uncontrollably.

He was clearly an inexperienced novice.

It was unbelievable that the man who had made her moan so shamefully last night was such a callow youth. She was dumbfounded.

“…First, put this on, Cecil.”

Suddenly, something was draped over Cecilia’s body. It was Rogerick’s shirt. The moment she put it on, the scent of his body, which she had smelled so much last night, wafted up.

As he buttoned the collar, he cautiously met her eyes.

“Do you remember me, Cecil?”

“…And do you truly believe I’m Cecilia?”

“Of course. How could I forget you?”

“Then I remember you too.”

Rogerick’s expression became blank.

“I remember you too, Rogerick.”

“……Ah….”

His face, covered by his large hands, flushed red. He, who couldn’t find anywhere to rest his gaze, looked at Cecil again.

“Then did you come to Erdel… to see me, Cecil?”

“Why else would I be here?”

Perhaps because he had been so annoying since last night, her words didn’t come out sweetly. But Rogerick didn’t seem to notice such a thing.

“Ah…….”

He, who had only been making idiotic sounds, looked like he was about to break into a sweat any moment. How on earth did a person with such a temperament push her so hard last night? It made no sense.

That’s when it happened. The man, who couldn’t even meet her eyes, suddenly dropped to the floor and knelt. Cecilia blinked.

‘What a…….’

He was quite a sight. A man wearing nothing knelt under the bright morning sunlight. And even in this state, his c**k was fiercely e***t and twitching.