Lady Devil - Chapter 162

162.

“Ah…! I want to die.”

With the sound of her nightgown falling, Inette’s presence stumbles away. Johannes, unable to collect his heated thoughts, suddenly came to his senses and searched for Inette. Her shoulders were hunched as if being crushed from the side.

Johannes approached her, diligently swallowing his rapid breaths. He carefully caressed Inette’s forearms and shoulders, which were covered by her palms over her eyes, feeling his fingertips trembling uncontrollably and finding it difficult to calm down. Such excitement. It was bewildering even to himself.

But soon he readily acknowledged the reason for his excitement. Without deliberately shedding the facade of being her proud brother, that is, without giving up the reason Inette cared for him, he had just acutely realized that the day was not far off when he would finally implement the only way to keep her by his side.

Yes.

No one would propose marriage to a satisfied woman.

Johannes tried to contain his uncontrollable emotion. The position of biting his jaw was his own resolve. He would seep in like black hot water. So as not to startle you with my temperature and make you run away, I will slowly embrace you with persistently lukewarm yet unfading affection.

It wouldn’t be violence. He believed that without a doubt. After all, he wasn’t capable of such a thing to begin with. He only intended to lower all possible curtains like a water surface so that even after the deed was done, she would not notice the situation. He was confident he could subordinate himself to her lower parts more safely and comfortably than anyone else. In the flawless darkness without eyes or ears, ah, I will quietly sink into you. That silent and solitary satisfaction is enough.

Only after swallowing his dry saliva could he barely offer comfort.

“Why… do you say such frightening things? You seem uncomfortable, Inette. Don’t be too upset. It only hurts your feelings. Mother was just worried about you…”

“Don’t take that woman’s side in front of me. I don’t want to hear it. How can you say such nice things even on a day like this? You don’t know. You, don’t know.”

Inette’s foot stomped on the floor with a thud! Her tear-filled eyes glared at him fiercely, as if to pin him down, looking bitterly sad. Johannes immediately took a submissive stance, saying his thoughts were short-sighted, but this was more of a habitual neatness, as in reality, his eyes were filled only with her eyelids and cheeks, smeared with tears, anger, and blush, which was now striking his heartstrings anew.

He felt dizzy. He couldn’t even tell if the sound pounding in his ears was Inette’s footsteps or his own heartbeat. He embraced Inette in a daze.

“I won’t forgive.”

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