Chapter 7
Did he recognize her?
Before she could answer, her wrist was grabbed. Cecilia collapsed onto the bed. Rogerick was on top of her. He looked at Cecilia intently and smiled softly.
“Today… you look like this?”
What the hell is he talking about?
“You’ve grown even more… beautiful than I imagined, Cecilia.”
His arm, hard and completely unlike Cecilia’s body, wrapped tightly around her waist. She tried to get out, but Rogerick wouldn’t let her.
“Let go of me…!”
Judging by his hazy eyes and voice, he wasn’t in his right mind.
How much did he drink? Was he originally the type to get this wasted and touch any woman he saw?
Rogerick smiled sweetly, not knowing what Cecilia was thinking of him.
“I want to kiss you.”
Cecilia froze.
‘That face…….’
For a moment, his innocent, smiling eyes overlapped with the face of that child.
The man she treasured and gave her whole heart to. But who, in the final moment, had betrayed and killed her.
‘Ryang…….’
A laugh burst out.
He was a man she would never see again in this world. Remembering him only proved her foolishness. Now, the only feelings she should have for that bastard were a terrible sense of betrayal and anger.
“…I want to kiss you. Can’t I?”
Yet, just hearing these words from a man who resembled him made her waver.
“Just once, just once, please….”
We’ve met after so long…….
It was a ridiculous excuse, but Cecilia didn’t push him away.
Rogerick’s breath grew closer. The air was full of the smell of alcohol, but strangely, it wasn’t strong, no matter what kind of drink it was.
The moment their lips touched cautiously, Rogerick’s pace changed, and he eagerly swallowed Cecilia’s lips.
His long tongue burrowed into her mouth. It slid across the roof of her mouth, wrapped around her tongue, and rubbed wildly against it.
He was rough. He explored the inside of her mouth as if a person drowning would crave air. It felt as if a live snake had entered.
Cecilia frantically shook her head, as if she would suffocate, but Rogerick grabbed her chin and came even deeper.
Cecilia was slightly flustered. In her previous life, no matter who she had mixed tongues or bodies with, she had never felt overwhelmed.
‘…Because it’s Ryang?’
What a crazy thought. This man wasn’t Ryang. And Ryang wasn’t the kind of person to push a woman this hard.
Or… was he?
“Haa, Cecil… Cecil…….”
“Mhmph!”
While Rogerick was mumbling, Cecilia barely managed to let out her choked breath.
The neckline of her dress was exposed on her heaving chest, stained pink from the heat. Rogerick’s gaze stickily traced her skin.
“Cecil, this is crazy…….”
Rogerick kissed the nape of Cecilia’s neck.
“It’s crazy that I’m doing this with you….”
The moment he kissed her again.
“Mmngh~!”
Cecilia suddenly covered her mouth to stop the groan that had shot out. She was embarrassed.
‘What’s wrong with this body?’
She had thought it was strange for a while now.
Even for a body with no experience with men, it was too sensitive.
Drunk Rogerick’s kiss was rough and clumsy. Yet, just a simple kiss made her feel a tingling heat below. The mere rubbing of his lips on her skin caused soft moans to escape.
‘And why is her skin so…….’
On the forearm Rogerick had been holding, his fingerprints remained, red and distinct. She hadn’t felt any pain, but they were there.
But there was no time to think further.
“Ha~ah!”
Rogerick, who had been licking her chest, roughly pulled down her dress. The sound of fabric tearing could be heard. He roughly stripped off her underwear and bit her b****t.
A pleasure so intense it was throbbing, shot straight through her. Cecilia writhed wildly. She bit her lips tightly, but she couldn’t stop the soft groans from escaping.
“Huuuhk… nngh!”
“Haa… Cecil, it sounds good. Your voice.”
“Rogerick, what is this…!”
“Just once, just once, please….”
What did he want her to forgive, again and again?
But Rogerick didn’t give her time to question him.
“Haa…!”
He was like a gluttonous man ravenously biting into a piece of white bread. As his tongue explored her chest, pushing her to the limit, a humiliating sound gushed out.
Her mind went blank. Cecilia only shook her head wildly. Then she tightly gripped the orange-blond hair of the man attached to her chest.
“Nnngh… ahhh!”
Another groan slipped out as his hand kneaded her other b****t.
‘I didn’t, didn’t expect this.’
Spending the night with Rogerick Montieux was within Cecilia’s plan.
Seeing how drunk he was, she figured out what happened with the original story’s wife, and she was only trying to take her role.
“Ugh…! W-wait!”
“Mm… Cecil. You’re so soft. So good.”
But to feel this out of her mind was not part of the plan.
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