94 - Evil Husband (15th Anniversary Edition) Chapter 94
94
===
Aileen hesitated just a bit before gathering the skirt of her dress as he instructed. Hugging the voluminous fabric revealed her legs completely.
She had shown him her bare body several times already, yet the thought of showing him her legs made her tremble with nervousness.
Her shoes slipped off, revealing white silk stockings. Aileen curled her toes in embarrassment and called out to him.
“Cesare, my Grand Duke…”
She meant for him to please stop and get up, but Cesare only placed Aileen’s foot on his hand and examined it intently. Because Cesare’s hands were so large, Aileen’s foot fit perfectly in his palm.
The second most noble being in the empire, with only one person above him, was at Aileen’s feet. The fact was so bizarre that Aileen couldn’t bear it. She only hoped that Cesare would get up quickly.
Cesare, who had been playing with Aileen’s foot for a moment, kissed her calf. He let the words slip out casually.
“I plan to engrave your name on the Arch of Triumph, Aileen.”
“…Pardon? On the Arch of Triumph?”
It was such a ridiculous statement that she was sure she had misheard. What merit had she earned to have her name engraved on the Arch of Triumph?
Even building the Arch of Triumph had been a struggle, with months of tug-of-war against the fierce opposition of the parliament before it was finally approved. And now he was saying he would engrave the name of his wife, who had nothing to do with the war, on the Arch of Triumph. It was something that would leave him torn to shreds by Cesare’s rivals.
Her face was already turning pale with all sorts of worries, but Cesare spoke as if it were nothing.
“Of course, I should. It’s being built for you, after all.”
There were many things she wanted to ask, but the conversation couldn’t continue. That was because Cesare immediately grabbed Aileen’s thighs and spread them apart. He made her put both legs on the armrests and pressed his face into the opening.
“Ah…!”
Aileen let out a sharp moan and clutched the skirt in her arms. Her toes, dangling in the air, stiffened and trembled.
Perhaps because of the unstable position, her senses became even more acutely heightened. Aileen shook her head wildly, her toes spread wide.
“Haa, Ce, Cesare, my Grand Duke, th, this, no, can’t, slo, slowly…”
But Cesare never listened to Aileen at times like this.
It wasn’t long before climax arrived. Aileen arched her back and moaned.
“Aaaah!”
Her whole body trembled. Her vision flickered.
Slowly, he raised himself and gripped Aileen’s thighs on either side.
“…!”
Aileen couldn’t even scream and just widened her eyes. She could only tremble and gasp for breath.
Her body, which had been halfway off the chair, was pushed inward in an instant. Aileen arched her back. She reached out with the hand that had been clutching the skirt and grabbed Cesare’s forearm.
The fallen clothes covered her lower body, but the lewd scene remained. Rather, the feeling was even more erotic as parts of it were hidden.
It seemed that the more times she was with Cesare, the more sensitive her body became. She was worried that later on, she might react even if he just touched her with a finger.
Cesare looked straight down at Aileen and moved his hips.
He was more than satisfied with the way her body gradually changed to suit his own. Cesare swallowed his base pleasure and laughed. She was changing in a way that an ordinary man could never satisfy, but Aileen didn’t know that fact. Nor would she ever know.
Aileen made a moaning sound. Unable to cope with the tantalizing pleasure, she shook her hips slightly. It was a lewd act that she committed without realizing it.
But Aileen was still pure. It was an essence that would not change no matter what dirty deeds Cesare committed.
Cesare stared intently at her face, flushed with heat, and moved his hips. He didn’t miss a single change in her appearance as he watched her every move.
Her golden-green eyes, shining like stars, contained absolute affection for Cesare. It was an irrational and blind affection.
However, Cesare did not think that it was the same feeling as his own. Nor did he want it to be.
He had offered countless people as Sacrificial offerings to save Aileen. He had made rivers with blood and built mountains with corpses, and had even thrown his own body and soul as Sacrificial offerings.
He killed Aileen to save Aileen. It was a murder he committed with his own hands. Only after experiencing seven deaths did he turn back time, but in return, Cesare was broken.
He swallowed a laugh at the memory of the past that surged into his mind once again. He focused on Aileen so that his thoughts would no longer torment him. He savored the warm body that lived and breathed in his arms.
Cesare reached out and cupped the back of Aileen’s head. He covered her head with his large hand and hugged her body with the other.
When he kissed her straight neck, he felt a slight tremor. Aileen hugged his neck in response, and then her slender arms and legs wrapped around Cesare’s body. He couldn’t bear it any longer, pleased with her desperate clinging.
The hand holding the back of her head was crushed against the wall. Aileen, who was moaning while entwined with Cesare, suddenly came to her senses. It was because she was worried that his hand would get hurt. She struggled to move her tongue, which had loosened due to excessive pleasure, and said.
“Hand, your hand…”
“How much could you hurt me even if you press it?”
Cesare immediately sealed Aileen’s lips again. As if he wouldn’t allow even a brief separation, he hugged Aileen tightly and kissed her.
He squeezed Aileen until the very end. He didn’t let go until the end, even as Aileen cried, struggled, and trembled all over.
For a while, the two of them just held each other in silence, panting. Aileen breathed out shallowly, then looked at Cesare.
Unlike Aileen, who was practically naked, Cesare was half-dressed. Aileen reached out and stroked his uniform. Her eyes met his as she touched the abbreviated medal on his uniform.
There was a sense of longing in their gaze as they quietly looked at each other. Aileen slightly curled her fingers. After a brief silence, Cesare whispered in a faint, cracked voice.
“Don’t cry, Aileen.”
Aileen blinked slowly and replied softly.
“Yes…”
He received her docile answer and kissed Aileen. He lightly pressed his lips against hers and then cupped Aileen’s face with his hands.
Aileen leaned her face into his hand. As she felt his large hand covering her cheek, she suddenly got up in a hurry.
This was not the time to be like this. She had to fix this situation and return to the Grand Duke's Residence now. From the middle on, she had almost lost her mind and moaned as she pleased. Surely all the soldiers outside must have heard it.
Aileen, her shoulders trembling, struggled to stand on her trembling legs. Then, she stepped away from the chair and stood, leaning against the wall.
“Cesare, my Grand Duke…”
It was when she looked up at him, still shuddering with the afterglow of climax. Aileen realized that something was going strangely.
Cesare was naturally pushing Aileen against the wall and kissing her. Caught off guard by his kiss, Aileen was pressed flat against the wall.
“Heup, Cesare, my Grand Duke, wait, just a moment.”
As the situation flowed into an erotic atmosphere, Aileen pushed him away and turned her body first. She stuck to the wall, showing her back, and only slightly turned her head to say.
“First, let’s go back to the Grand Duke's Residence… Heueung!”
But Aileen realized that she had made the wrong choice.
Her mind was completely blank. Completely subdued by Cesare, Aileen opened her lips wide. Words that she couldn’t filter out spewed out haphazardly.
The focus completely disappeared from Aileen’s eyes. Even though Aileen had half lost her mind, Cesare did not stop. No, he couldn’t stop. With her heated body and desperate moans, he confirmed Aileen’s survival and his own reality.
Cesare lightly embraced the body that was listlessly drooping with her lips blankly open.
“Are you tired?”
He licked the saliva flowing down the corner of her lips and asked. Aileen replied in a dying voice.
“Yes… Hi, tired…”
“You used to beg me to do more.”
“That was, last time, and today, heueuk, stop…”
Cesare tilted his head slightly to the side and looked down at Aileen. Her blurred golden-green eyes looked up at him desperately.
It seemed that it was definitely too much for her to receive him twice in an uncomfortable position, and she seemed to be tired much faster than usual. Well, she had cried today, so it must have been hard.
Cesare touched her perky breasts and stroked her tightly swollen lower area. He soothed Aileen’s shuddering body and checked how swollen she was.
“Heueueuk… I really can’t do it…”
Aileen started crying again. Cesare kissed her cheek to soothe her and continued his check.
Fortunately, it wasn’t to the point where she needed to apply medicine. It seemed like she would be fine if she rested well for a few days. After finishing the check, he gathered and hugged Aileen, who was already half asleep.
“……”
At that moment, when he had carefully gathered her in his arms, a very small noise was heard. It was a small noise, like a baby mouse gnawing on a wooden plank. Cesare turned to look at the back door with a blank face.
“Cesare, my Grand Duke…”
However, at the voice calling him, he immediately turned his head with a faint smile.
“Yes, Aileen.”
Cesare covered Aileen’s eyes with his hand. And he whispered gently in a soft voice.
“Sleep for a while.”
