“So, what’s your name?”
As Aaron bit his lip, the woman’s face twisted in discomfort.
Her eyes, once shaking in fear, changed to anger in a moment.
Even her unfocused eyes seemed as beautiful as sapphires…
Her glaring eyes full of animosity seemed more vibrant, making them even more appealing.
The lively changes in the raw emotion of the living creature made Aaron smile even more.
“I don’t have a name to tell the likes of you.”
Even in the face of the woman’s sharp response, there was ease on Aaron’s face.
Aaron leaned into the bed where the woman was sitting and settled himself.
Upon the approach of his large body, the woman, startled, jerked back.
She could smell the same scent from the man that was on the clothes she was wearing.
“Let me introduce myself first. My name is Aaron Schtilreitz Bergen. The sole heir of Schtilreitz and the commander of the imperial army. Just call me Aaron.”
Confronted by ashcolored eyes full of curiosity, the woman slightly furrowed her brows.
“I don’t think we’re close enough to be calling each other by name?”
At the woman’s cold response, Aaron slowly leaned in.
To avoid Aaron, the woman leaned back.
The more the woman moved away, the closer Aaron moved in.
The distance between the two neither narrowed nor widened.
It was as if they were touching each other, even though they weren’t, the illusion created by their warm breaths.
“If you don’t want to tell your age, affiliation, or rank, I can’t help it…”
The woman who had been avoiding him finally lost her balance and fell backward.
Before the rough sensation of the field bed could be felt, a sturdy arm slowed her fall.
Aaron, who had wrapped his arm around the woman’s back, slowly laid her down on the bed.
“But you have to have a name to be called.”
Aaron’s beautiful eyes sparkled enchantingly over the woman’s face.
Instinctively, the woman pushed his chest with her bound hands.
The more she did so, the more mischievous Aaron’s expression became.
“Move.”
“Tell me your name, and I’ll move.”
“Stop playing games and move.”
In order to hold onto her dizzy consciousness due to his intoxicating scent, the woman blinked repeatedly.
Her long eyelashes fluttered and scattered light.
“If you won’t tell me, should I decide? What to call you.”
Aaron, who had been watching the scattering light, whispered softly.
“The fake guerrilla leader of Eorenti? The enemy who hit me from behind and escaped like a mudfish? An unidentified life form stuck in my head? My prisoner who doesn’t act like a prisoner? A woman I want to drink Brandy with?”
A troubled expression briefly crossed Aaron’s face, who had been mumbling softly.
“There are too many things I want to call you, it’s troubling.”
At Aaron’s cheeky words, Delia looked at him with a bewildered expression.
She didn’t want to deal with him, but she couldn’t avoid him either.
A tired look seeped from the woman’s breath as she realized the reality.
Eventually, the woman slightly wet her lips.
“Del.”
“What?”
As if he didn’t hear her, Aaron asked again.
The woman furrowed her brow and turned her head.
“Call me Del. Del.”
“Del.”
Aaron repeated as if engraving the name.
“It’s so difficult to hear just one letter. It would be better for both of us if you said it in one go.”
With a snicker, Aaron helped Del up.
As she was moved by Aaron, her golden hair gracefully scattered.
Before they knew it, there was a bowl of gruel that one of his subordinates had left on Aaron’s side.
“So, shall we have a meal now?”
“What on earth are you trying to do?”
In Aaron’s hand was the bowl of thin gruel brought by Dyke.
The other hand was holding a spoon, pointing it at the woman.
As if he was going to feed her himself.
“I’m going to feed you. Ah, try it.”
“I’ll eat on my own, so untie my hands.”
“My beautiful prisoner. Did you forget that you are a prisoner before a patient? I can’t untie your hands. Open your mouth, I’ll feed you.”
With an unbelievable expression, Delia slightly stuck out her tongue.
That madman.
“Shouldn’t we be praying for each other to die quickly? We’re not the kind to care and nurse each other, are we?”
“Why? We’ve already shared a lot.”
Aaron’s eyes sparkled with mischief.
Dangerous. He’s about to say something again.
Delia narrowed her eyes and sent a sharply alert gaze.
“The bed and clothes. They’re all mine.”
Huh. Delia hurriedly checked her body.
I thought so.
She said the smell of the clothes and the smell of the man were the same.
“When I was sick, I nursed you till dawn, fed you water, even changed your clothes when you were unconscious. But are we nothing to each other?”
Delia pulled the rough blanket, concealing her body with a pale face.
Even though she was dressed, she felt naked.
“Why are you doing this to me?”
“Why? I’m doing very well, aren’t I?”
“These are not the typical actions towards a prisoner. What exactly do you want from me?”
Well, what do I want from you?
Aaron lightly lifted the ends of his disheveled golden hair.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
