Delia’s voice, feigning a haughty tone, wrapped around Aaron.
“Sure. It was fine once. It wasn’t bad.”
He frowned at Delia’s bold answer.
Before long, his hand left her lips and was caressing her slender neck.
“Is that all?”
“What else do I need?”
“Prisoner. Tell it again. It’s different from the previous answer?”
Aaron’s large hand, which had been rubbing her neck, moved down along Delia’s fine lines.
Aaron’s prisoner opened her mouth without fear, not even knowing who she was being held by.
“At that time, because the commander was so harsh, I said it to survive. It was a perjury by threat. That’s it.”
He smirked at Delia’s boldly twittering, looking at her slim shoulders.
Where did she get such a lie?
How hard he had to work to get a single word of approval.
Subtle strength entered Aaron’s hand.
“Can you swear on your heart, that’s the truth?”
“Why do you keep asking when I just told you.”
Aaron’s eyes, feeling Delia flustered, softened.
She was a prisoner trying to not lose face, clearly showing her embarrassment.
But does my prisoner know that she is just on the palm of my hand?
Aaron carefully stroked her blushing ears, calming down the tense Delia.
“Okay. I will believe you.”
“I’m telling you it’s true.”
“Okay. So tell me, what is your identity, prisoner?”
Delia seemed to stop breathing as if her heart stopped.
Her whole body was rigid, and she couldn’t even feel a slight movement.
“Why? Use this to take advantage of me? Dream on. I’m not easily exploited.”
Aaron felt Delia prickling like a hedgehog and smiled brightly.
What on earth is her identity?
He didn’t understand why she stiffened like a stone and bristled whenever the issue of identity came up.
Once, Aaron too watched her every move to figure out the identity of the prisoner.
But now, her identity didn’t matter.
“I’m sorry, but the prisoner has no value for use now.”
Delia had lost her value as a prisoner.
Because she couldn’t be let go, negotiation itself was impossible.
After knowing how beautiful her moan was.
After knowing how sweet her tears were.
After knowing how warmly she held him.
He couldn’t let her go like this.
“But why are you asking?”
“When the war is over, I will propose.”
“Are you insane?”
Delia sat up abruptly, covering her body with a blanket.
Her skin, which had not been completely covered, was stained with Aaron’s marks.
Unlike the shocked Delia, Aaron lying in bed was just leisurely smiling.
“The military will spare your family’s territory. I will grant a title from the Stilletz Empire to your family. I’ll let you enjoy more than you did in Eorenti.”
Covering her flushed body, Delia spoke firmly.
“Commander. It seems you’ve forgotten. We’re enemies. It’s a problem if you hang around like this just because we slept together once.”
“Just one night?”
“We are enemies who fight with our guns pointed at each other. A proposal in such a brutal relationship. I’m going to ignore that talk.”
Delia harshly turned away, trying to break away from Aaron.
But there was no way Aaron would just let his prisoner trying to escape go.
Aaron sat up, pulled Delia toward him with a leisurely movement.
Delia, trapped in Aaron’s space, looked up at him with trembling eyes.
He was thrilled at the feeling of his blue eyes, holding the sky, looking up at him.
“You heard it already. I’m going to propose.”
“That’s impossible. We’re enemies. And you’re talking about marriage? During a war?”
“I’ll make it possible.”
“I don’t want to. You said you’re a proud imperial army. If I refuse, you can’t do it. Marriage is a private matter. You can’t do it if I refuse.”
“That’s right. I won’t force you. I’ll wait patiently. Until you allow it.”
Aaron’s lips were as beautiful as always, and his voice was as low and soft as foam.
But Delia couldn’t hide her eerie feeling.
“A mistake is enough once. I’ll never allow it again. Especially not marriage.”
“Really?”
“Commander. Make sure you distinguish between public and private matters. We’re enemies and we have to fight for our lives if we step out of here.”
“Then I’ll keep you locked up. As a commander, imprisoning a prisoner so she can’t escape is a public matter.”
Aaron’s large hand gently swept over Delia’s lightlike hair.
It was already impossible for her to escape him.
“I will hold you until you give permission,” he declared.
“Commander!!!!”
Even though Delia screamed in horror, Aaron’s fingertips stroking her hair were delicate and cautious.
The warmth of before seemed to envelop her again, making her feel as if she was falling into an illusion that was not like the touch of a commander to a prisoner.
Losing her rationality and being drawn to him again was absolutely unacceptable.
“This is different from the previous conversation. The contents of the bet are different. It’s clear that if I resist temptation and escape, the commander loses.”
Delia, who had spoken up to this point, realized the true meaning of the bet and closed her mouth.
If she couldn’t escape from the commander, the bet wouldn’t end.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
