Their lips met, intertwined.

In a rush, Khaled’s hand unbuttoned Velia’s shirt.

Even though they had spent several nights together, he always grew impatient at this moment.

His hands moved hurriedly, but their kiss was infinitely gentle and leisurely.

“Do you still have the mind to reply?”

Khaled licked his salivawet lips and asked.

Breathing heavily, Velia looked at him through a blurred gaze.

Thinking of replying in this situation?

Their clothes were already undone, all disheveled.

“…Are you joking now?”

With her long, slender arm, Velia wrapped it around Khaled’s neck.

Before pressing her lips against his again, she whispered softly.

“Stop talking and continue.”

This time Velia initiated the kiss, placing her lips on his.

Khaled, following her movements, slipped off her shirt from her shoulders.

With every exposed inch of skin, he gently placed his lips.

He always acted as if every part of Velia was precious.

Between the strands of Khaled’s descending hair, Velia wove her fingers.

Her fingertips rustled through his soft, dark hair.

‘…It drives me insane.’

Velia’s simple gesture always felt stimulating to him.

That’s why the subtle desire to leave his marks all over her body started creeping in.

‘…But that would scare her.’

Velia was easily frightened.

Khaled suppressed his desire with utmost patience.

Her satisfaction was more important than his own pleasure.

“Khaled…”

So, her voice that lengthened at the end constantly.

Khaled clenched his teeth.

“Please don’t call me like that if you’re not testing my patience.”

“…There’s no need for that.”

Velia whispered in a very low voice, but Khaled heard her clearly.

“…Ah.”

He pulled Velia deeper towards him.

“Don’t regret it, you started this.”

Velia met Khaled’s gaze.

Regret? She wouldn’t have started if she was going to.

“You…”

Reaching out, she grasped Khaled’s shirt tightly.

“Do you treat me like I’m some fragile glass?”

Velia’s voice grew quieter.

“Is that why you act timid even in bed?”

Khaled’s eyes sharpened.

With a smirk, Velia pulled him roughly towards her.

“Let me regret this provocation then, go on.”

He would gladly oblige.

“Ah…!”

Khaled pushed his hair back.

If she knew how much he was restraining himself, she would never dare to provoke him like this.

But since she had provoked him, he would oblige.

“Can you handle it?”

Smirking, Velia started unbuttoning Khaled’s shirt one by one.

At that moment, he felt like the last thread of his patience snapped.

As Velia unfastened the last button of his shirt, Khaled supported himself on either side of her and climbed on top of her.

“Expect it.”

Tearing off his shirt, Khaled flashed a deep smile.

“The night will be longer than usual tonight, Velia.”

Even if you beg me to stop, I won’t.

Khaled’s gaze briefly glinted dangerously as he looked down at Velia, who was disheveled on the crumpled sheets.

“…It’s what I desire.”

Velia, not resisting at all, flashed a mischievous smile.

Soon after, she surrendered her body to the waves of pleasure that Khaled provided.

And so continued a night of endless passion.

(This is a time separator.)

It felt like she had hardly slept, but the whole world was already bright.

Squinting at the bright sunlight pouring from the window, Velia covered her face with the blanket.

‘I don’t want to get up…’

There was no schedule for today, could she not afford to lie in bed a little longer?

How many hours had she spent with him last night?
Velia pressed her hot cheeks with her hands, turned her body around, and looked at Prince Khaled lying next to her. With his eyes peacefully closed and one arm raised above his head, he somehow looked like a child.

“Cute.”

Startled by her own unguarded words, Velia quickly covered her mouth.

However, Prince Khaled showed no signs of stirring, softly breathing in his sleep.

Feeling at ease, Velia delicately stretched her finger to gently sweep from Prince Khaled’s forehead down to the bridge of his nose.

She had always thought he was handsome, but the more time she spent with him, the more striking he seemed.

Looking at his gentle sleeping face, he didn’t seem like the man who had been pressuring her all night. Last night, Prince Khaled had held her, ignoring all her pleas to stop.

‘I shouldn’t provoke him next time.’

Velia reflected on her behavior for a moment.

Of course, she couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t do it again.

Because when she was with Prince Khaled, aspects of herself she didn’t know would pop out.

“It was still good……”

“What?”

“Eek!”

Startled by the sudden voice, Velia screamed.

Prince Khaled lay there, still sleepy, with a smile on his closed eyes.

“What was good?”

Had he heard everything?

Velia’s face turned red.

“Hm?”

Prince Khaled continued to press for an answer.

But Velia couldn’t say a word.

“Heh.”

Velia clenched her teeth at the obvious teasing laughter.

Prince Khaled subtly opened his eyes.

And just like that, he reached out and held Velia around her waist.

“Clearly, you seem to like it rough.”