From the inside, their silhouette was clearly visible through the terrace window.

Inwardly astonished, while Roselia opened her eyes with surprise, Klaus, covering her lips with his finger, gently brushed her lips over his fingertip.

If seen from the inside silhouette, it was undoubtedly a composition of a man and a woman pressed together for a kiss.

Of course, in reality, they were just holding hands and bringing their lips close.

As Roselia, with surprised eyes, looked into his eyes, the breaths of each other tickled through Klaus’s fingers covering their lips.

Although the fingers were blocking their lips directly, strangely, it felt more provocative and peculiar than when they kissed directly.

No, the term “disgusting” might be more appropriate.
The lips that seemed to touch between the fingers, the hot breaths that tickled the lips.

The situation where Roselia entrusted herself to Klaus’s hands, leaving the Crown Prince standing on the terrace.

Everything was overly stimulating and thrilling.

At that moment, as the Crown Prince still didn’t leave the terrace, Klaus, more actively, pulled Roselia closer, tilting her head.

Even though they were keeping their fingers apart, when he tilted his head, the warmth between the fingers suddenly increased, and the strength in Roselia’s toes increased.

Finally, the Crown Prince, seemingly deciding not to disturb the amorous moment of the couple outside the terrace, moved away.

Feeling the Crown Prince’s presence receding, Roselia, aware of Klaus’s fingers, cautiously brushed her lips against his fingers.

“Um… I think the Crown Prince has left…”

Even while speaking, the sensation of his fingers on her lips was subtle.

It felt similar to the sensation when lips touch the opponent’s skin during a kiss, making her face blush.

Klaus seemed to feel a similar emotion; without withdrawing his hand from Roselia’s lips, he looked down at her with eyes that had become much deeper.

If she wanted to free herself from his hand, she could, but Roselia could only gaze into his eyes.

Then Klaus’s hand, which had been seemingly frozen, slowly descended beside her face.

Even though it wasn’t pressing her lips forcefully, the feeling of Klaus’s hand leaving brought relief to Roselia’s blocked breath.

However, the freedom to enjoy it didn’t last long.

As she tried to savor the moment, Klaus’s hand, which had been released from her lips, grabbed her shoulder strongly and pulled her forcefully.

Roselia, caught off guard, had to open her eyes wide at Klaus’s fragrance that suddenly approached.

Along with the warm and soft touch on her lips, a sweet breath flowed over.

Roselia, unable to resist, had to look up at Klaus’s navy blue eyes that were getting closer.

And soon, the hand that had been holding her shoulder tightly slipped behind her, and her eyelids also slid smoothly, closing.

Klaus’s lips, which didn’t seem to be made of ice, were excessively warm and soft.

Along with the hot and sweet breath that flowed through, the lips colliding were not relaxed, but not desperate or rough either.

He swallowed her lips greedily, as if biting into a piece of fruit, yet he did not hastily explore her.

It felt as if he was seeking her permission or desperately holding onto the fragile thread of sensuality, circling around her lips gently without intruding recklessly.

Whether that heightened her desire, only Klaus might know.
Unconsciously, Roselia wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, as if wanting to press even tighter, and hung on his lips as if she wanted to cling more firmly.

Due to this, Klaus’s muscles felt stiff and tense.

Already, Roselia’s mind was flashing white, and she opened her lips invitingly.

After hesitating for a moment, Klaus, who seemed unsure, released the last strand of restraint in response to her gestures.

Roselia, lifted forcefully in Klaus’s rough embrace, found herself sitting on the terrace railing without realizing it, pulling Klaus’s head towards her and kissing his lips.

Embracing her waist as if it might break, Klaus willingly responded to her invitation, diving between her small and plump lips.

The overpowering scent of her began to overwhelm her senses.

Between the lips facing each other, a satisfied hum escaped from Klaus.

At that moment, as if probing into her depths, something hot pushed and entered, and Roselia momentarily froze.

Unlike the flushed Klaus, the giant presence and heat that came suddenly left Roselia’s last bit of reason stupefied.

Momentarily regaining her senses, Roselia, thinking she needed to escape the rising heat, forcefully pushed his shoulders away.

Strangely, his firm shoulders, resembling a massive fortress, easily yielded.

Slightly separated, he, unlike the smoothly retreated shoulders, was harshly breathing with unquenched thirst and desire.

What in the world… What did I just do with this man…?