Chapter 69
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Juliana froze at Kallion’s violent words.
But her hesitation didn’t last long.
She stared straight back into his eyes as he glared at her, as though daring her to see how far she could endure.
Then, deliberately ignoring the faint trembling of her fingertips, she lifted the hem of her chemise to her waist.
Kallion’s gaze wavered as he watched.
Failing to notice that fleeting disturbance, Juliana turned around and lay face down with her chest pressed against the bed.
It was an indecently explicit position, one that no one would imagine belonged to a married couple sharing their first night together.
Trying to hide the trembling in her fingertips, Juliana gripped the bedsheet tightly and squeezed her eyes shut.
Hoping this moment would pass quickly.
Because the hem of her chemise had rolled all the way up to her ribs, her full, pale b******s and slender waist were completely exposed.
Her underwear barely covered her, but her skin was so pale that it was almost difficult to distinguish the fabric from her body.
Kallion stared at the sight in a daze.
In an instant, painful tension gathered below, and a strange stubbornness rose within him.
He had expected her to become frightened and back away.
Instead, the sight of her obediently lifting her skirt and presenting herself to him was intensely arousing, and it dragged filthy emotions from the deepest part of him to the surface.
Grinding his teeth so hard that the tendons stood out along his jaw, he roughly pulled down her underwear.
He felt her flinch and shrink away.
But deliberately, he gripped her hips even more harshly and threateningly.
For an instant, Kallion’s gaze was captured by the pink flesh laid completely bare before him.
The moment he saw how tightly she had drawn in from nervousness, yet how the area already glistened with moisture, his head seemed to spin.
His breathing grew rough as blood rushed rapidly downward, and an unbearable thirst surged through him.
She could feel something burning hot and hard as a firebrand pressing against her b******s.
He probably intended to split her delicate flesh apart mercilessly with that enormous hardness.
Her body was rigid with tension at his inconsiderate actions, with not even the slightest caress or foreplay.
If he forced himself inside like this, there would undoubtedly be nothing but pain left for her.
Even so, Kallion cruelly pulled her hips toward him like a torturer determined to force her surrender.
Truthfully, both his body and his mind were in complete disarray.
The moment he saw the vulnerable flesh of a woman who was always so upright and indifferent, uncontrollable heat turned his thoughts to mud.
He couldn’t even tell whether it came from his anger toward her or simple physical desire.
Whether she knew what state he was in or not, the sight of her obediently offering herself like a child waiting to be punished only provoked him more.
Unable to endure it any longer, Kallion muttered a low curse.
At the same moment, Juliana felt something hot and blunt press against her perineum and tightened her grip on the sheets.
‘Just endure it for a moment. Only a moment.’
They were going to sleep together eventually anyway.
The process of the act, or any pleasure from it, meant nothing to her.
She remained rigid as she braced herself for his merciless intrusion.
Then, through the overwhelming heat, his stiff voice reached her.
“Why are you crying?”
Juliana flinched and froze.
‘I’m crying…?’
With the hand that had been gripping the sheet, she slowly touched her cheek.
Only then did she realize she was crying.
Confusion immediately filled her face.
Had she actually been hoping for tenderness from him?
Had she expected the kind of intimacy ordinary lovers or married couples shared?
“I asked why you’re crying.”
Kallion forced himself to suppress the desire surging through him and asked with strained patience.
Juliana wiped away her tears and forced herself to answer calmly, afraid he might refuse to sleep with her.
“Because I like it.”
At her answer, Kallion let out an incredulous breath.
She was crying because she liked it, in the middle of this?
What part of this merciless act, without foreplay or even a single caress, did she supposedly like?
Or had she simply always been that kind of woman?
Suddenly, Lloyd came to mind.
She must have done this with that bastard too.
If she liked this sort of thing that much.
At the unfamiliar emotion that suddenly pierced through him, Kallion clenched his molars and began slowly pressing himself against her entrance.
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