The solid chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.
She had thought he was definitely asleep.
Even if Aaron knew Delia was moving, even when the knife was coming into his throat, he kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep.
Without an inch of wavering, without disturbing even a single breath.
“Actually, I was so curious that I had to sleep.”
“What about?”
“Looking at the documents from the Cabat Plains given to the enemy’s commander, what kind of reaction would my prisoner show?”
At Aaron’s lazily spoken words, Delia let out a small sigh.
It was a trap.
They intentionally placed it where I could see.
I fell for it again.
Frustrated, Delia chewed her lips relentlessly.
“I was really curious about your reaction.”
Aaron looked down at Delia, slightly furrowing his brow.
Is it a habit?
It was quite annoying to see her chewing her lower lip when she felt cornered.
“Would you be tempted to tell me the contents of the letter?”
Aaron lazily said, reaching out his hand to Delia.
Startled, Delia stepped back, but he quickly grabbed her chin.
“Would you secretly steal a peek while I’m asleep?”
Even as Aaron muttered slowly, he extended his thumb and gently opened Delia’s lips.
His solid thumb moved along Delia’s lower lip.
As if trying to erase the bite marks, his cautious and gentle touch eventually let out a breath she couldn’t hold back.
The breath flowing out between the open red lips was quite sweet.
“Or would you steal the confidential documents and run away?”
His solid fingertips felt the soft and moist lips.
Would it feel like this to touch the moist glint in the eyes even in the dark?
At the sweet touch he felt at his fingertips, Aaron smiled satisfied.
“I was really curious about what kind of reaction you’d show.”
“So, did you deliberately put up the documents and pretend to sleep?”
“That’s right. But I couldn’t even dream that you would try to kill me without a moment’s hesitation.”
Aaron acknowledged that his prisoner was special.
Aaron’s prisoner did not seduce him lightly, nor did she sneakily peek.
She did not run away or escape, she pursued her path with an honesty that was scary.
She risked her life recklessly for what she wanted, and aimed for Aaron’s life without fear.
All the while, unknowingly stimulating Aaron’s curiosity.
“There’s no need to hesitate to kill the enemy.”
“Did you want to kill me enough to stab me in an instant?”
“Of course.”
“You could have hesitated a little.”
“Why should I?”
“You could have thought about whether it was a pity to kill me because I’m handsome…, or whether you should spare me because I treated your arm…. Didn’t you even think about these things?”
Delia shot a glance at Aaron’s smiling face with a flash in her eyes.
Even in the darkness, Aaron’s smiling and playful tone was clearly felt.
Even as the assassin was pressing the knife, there was no sense of crisis in his voice.
Delia spat out sharply as she tried to pull out her hand holding the knife.
“I don’t show mercy to my enemies.”
As soon as she finished, Delia lifted Aaron’s arm with her left hand.
Caught off guard by the unexpected attack, Aaron loosened his grip, and Delia rolled out of his arms.
She quickly regained her balance and stood upright, took a defensive stance, and gripped the knife in her right hand tightly.
All of this happened in an instant.
“Haa.”
Aaron let out a false laugh at the unexpected counterattack.
Narrowing his eyes, he looked at Delia and slowly rolled up the sleeve of his shirt.
On the arm that had been gripping her chin in case it hurt her lips, there was a trace of blood that the prisoner had left.
Would it feel like this when the pet cat that you petted as cute scratches you?
“She’s so fierce.”
Delia had used the dagger hidden in her left hand.
The injury was minor because her left arm was weak, but if she had attacked with the same strength as her right hand, it would have been quite deep.
No. She might have gone straight for the neck.
“She’s no joke.”
Aaron stroked his own arm, imagining the crisis he had almost experienced.
Was she welltrained? Her body movements were quite agile when she escaped from his trap.
Even when she aimed the knife at his neck, she accurately aimed for the lethal point in one go.
What on earth is her identity?
The more she knew about him, the more she wanted to know.
She gazed at her captive, her eyes softly crinkling as she smiled.
“What’s this? It’s getting more fun.”
Aaron leisurely rose from his seat, watching the sharpedged captive.
His ashy eyes were animated with deep curiosity.
“It makes you want to play more, doesn’t it?”
Delia gasped, feeling the predator’s oppressive presence closing in on her.
Even as her mind went blank, her body instinctively moved.
“I’m always sincere, unlike you.”
Gripping the knife in her right hand tightly, she lunged towards Aaron’s throat.
Aaron effortlessly dodged Delia’s attack, even in the darkness.
Delia could do nothing but land on thin air.
“But, captive. What to do? Even with sincerity, you and Eorent can’t beat me by strength.”
Delia’s eyes turned fierce at Aaron’s taunt.
“We’ll see about that.”
With those words, Delia lunged again, this time towards the table, not Aaron.
If strength couldn’t resolve it, a weapon would.
It didn’t matter if the imperial soldiers outside heard the gunshot and swarmed in now.
Whether I die or survive.
If I can just kill him.
Delia swiftly reached for the gun placed on the table.
Got it.
The moment Delia snatched the rifle and turned to aim at Aaron.
She was laid down on the table.
Aaron pinned Delia’s hands down on the table.
“Ugh.”
Aaron’s velvety voice whispered into the startled Delia’s ear.
His low resonant voice was sensually breathtaking.
“Captive. This is dangerous.”
The feel of the dusty papers touched Delia’s back.
The smell of blood from his wounded arm and his rich musk scent filled the surroundings.
Aaron’s sparkling eyes looked down from above.
Delia was trapped beneath Aaron.
“Playing with something dangerous like this, you’ll get hurt.”
Delia grimaced at the strength he transmitted through the hand holding the gun.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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