Chapter 5

“Mmm….”

Lilia let out a soft moan and rolled over. The smooth, soft feeling made her smile unconsciously. Suddenly, memories of last night flashed before her eyes, and she turned her head quickly—Damon was sleeping soundly, eyes closed.

Her gaze drifted lower, and she saw his broad, firm chest. Seeing such a sight first thing in the morning made the corners of Lilia’s mouth twitch. She checked to see if he was really asleep, then slowly reached out and touched his chest. Damon’s chest was like firm pudding—not squishy, but solid with just the right amount of muscle. As her fingers traced down, she saw his well-defined abs.

‘Wow, those abs are amazing….’

Lilia stroked his abs with a dazed expression, gently touching the indented spaces and poking here and there. Seeing no sign he would wake, she got even bolder with her hands.

Meanwhile, Damon had actually woken before Lilia. But he felt too lazy to move, and since she hadn’t risen yet, he decided to stay put a little longer. When Lilia stirred and he meant to open his eyes, he sensed her heated gaze and missed his timing, so he kept pretending to sleep.

Every time she touched him, he felt himself react, making things awkward. If she moved her hand any lower, he wouldn’t be able to hold back. Watching him closely, Lilia slowly moved her hand further down. Finally, Damon opened his eyes wide and grabbed her hand.

“Whoa! You’re awake?”

“…What are you doing to a sleeping man?”

“I just… got curious.”

Lilia shrugged innocently, her expression so shameless that Damon let out a dry laugh.

“What are you curious about? I thought I explained everything last night.”

“Oh please, how could I learn everything in just one night? I still have so many questions.”

She replied playfully, grabbing Damon’s half-er*ect member with her other hand. His eyes widened at her sudden move.

“Ah, what are you doing so early…!”

“Is there a set time for s*x? Besides, we’re married, aren’t we?”

With just a few strokes, his member quickly grew. Its impressive size was always surprising. She still couldn’t believe that had fit inside her last night. But unexpectedly, Damon was firm.

“If you overdo it, you’ll get sick. I think you should return to your room now.”

Lilia pouted, but just then, a soft knock sounded and a maid’s voice came through.

“Good morning. May I come in if you’re awake?”

“Yes.”

Damon replied, and the door clicked open. The maid entered, head slightly bowed, carrying fresh towels and a new dress for Lilia.

“I’ll prepare a bath since you must feel uncomfortable.”

Damon felt awkward and cleared his throat, but Lilia looked completely at ease. It wasn’t as if they’d committed adultery; they were a married couple with a healthy relationship, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about. The roles seemed reversed, and Damon felt a strange sensation. The maid quickly filled the bath and neatly placed the towels and dress on the table before leaving again.

Damon felt conflicted. The maid must have assumed they’d bathe together and brought Lilia’s dress, but he had no intention of bathing with her.

“…You’ll be more comfortable if you go back to your room to wash.”

But Lilia didn’t return to her room. Instead, she grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the bathroom.

“Let’s bathe together.”

“…What?”

“You filled me up last night, so my belly feels uncomfortable. How could I get it out alone? You need to help.”

“….”

With that, he had nothing to say. He also felt a little guilty. Being his first time, he hadn’t realized she’d need help removing what was inside. Damon felt he might need to study up on s*x again.

“You’ll help, right?”

“…Yes.”

He sighed and followed Lilia. He’d caused this, so he had to take responsibility. Damon was always responsible, and Lilia knew this well.

She entered the bathroom with a cheerful expression. He hesitated at the door but eventually went in at her beckoning. Thanks to the warm water, steam filled the tub. Lilia looked around the bathroom—it was enormous, just as she’d seen yesterday.

On one side, there was something like a showerhead attached to the wall. Turning the faucet, warm water poured out. It was similar to Korean showers, so she used it comfortably.

“Damon, what are you waiting for?”

“Ah, r-right.”

He walked over awkwardly.

“If you don’t clean thoroughly, my stomach might hurt.”

“…I wasn’t thoughtful enough. I’ll do better next time.”

“You’re so sweet.”

Lilia gently stroked his damp hair. He should have been annoyed at being treated like a child, but oddly, he felt good, leaving Damon confused.

To remove the s*men, she turned around, placed her hands on the wall, and bent over. Her pink s*x was exposed right in front of him. Damon’s member started to react again, but he tried to ignore it. Swallowing hard, he brought his hand close to her s*x.

Lilia’s lower region was sticky from the s*men. Carefully, he slid a finger inside, making her flinch and clench her fists. Curling his finger, he gently scooped out the cloudy fluid, which streamed down her thigh. Damon was startled by how much there was. She must have been uncomfortable all night, and he felt even more sorry.

“Hngh, haa, haang, ah…!”

“Ahem, hm.”

Lilia’s moans echoed loudly in the bathroom. He coughed in embarrassment. When nothing more came out, he slowly withdrew his finger. Whether it was the water or something else, his finger was soaked. Then Lilia turned her head slightly and looked back at him.

“Honey, what are you doing?”

“…What?”

“It feels so empty inside… Won’t you fill me up?”

Water still streamed over her body, and the way she brushed her wet hair back looked incredibly alluring. Damon stared at her, dumbfounded.

“But I just took it all out…?”

“Oh, you can fill me again, can’t you? What’s the problem?”

Lilia wiggled her hips slightly. Her twitching s*x tempted him. Damon, as if hypnotized, positioned himself behind her. Then, standing tall, he slowly pushed his hard member inside her.

“Hngh…!”

Lilia let out a soft moan. It was her second time, but it still felt overwhelming. Her legs trembled, threatening to give way, but Damon held her steady by her waist.

His member pushed in, filling her completely. Damon leaned forward, pressed his lips to Lilia’s shoulder, and grabbed her large br*asts. He circled her n*pples with his fingers, moving his hips slowly. The bathroom filled once more with sensual moans.

* * *

Once under the shower, and once in the tub—because of that, Damon’s work piled up. Lilia smiled sheepishly with an apologetic look.

“Um… It wasn’t on purpose. Sorry.”

“…No, it’s my own fault, so don’t worry about it.”

Damon didn’t think it was Lilia’s fault. He could have resisted her temptations, but he hadn’t. Damon helped Lilia into her dress, skillfully buttoning it. Then, as he fixed her hair, he asked,

“Should I braid it?”

“You can?”

“Yes.”

She smiled brightly and quickly sat in the chair. In the novel, Damon could do anything—even a perfect dog impression if needed.

He combed her hair with his fingers and began braiding it expertly. Wondering how to tie the end, he opened the vanity drawer, took out a neatly wrapped box, and handed it to Lilia.

“What’s this?”

“Open it.”

She tilted her head and opened the lid, finding a white ribbon embroidered with red roses, matching her hair color. Lilia instinctively knew this was a gift Damon had never managed to give her. That meant, in the original story, Damon hadn’t disliked Lilia as much as she thought. He’d even prepared a gift, trying to get along, but she’d refused.

Her guess was correct. Early in their marriage, Damon had prepared gifts to try to get along, but never managed to give them, leaving them in the drawer all that time.

“Oh my, is this for me?”

“…Yes. I’ll tie it for you, so hand it over.”

Humming softly, Lilia handed him the ribbon. In her mind, she pictured Damon lying on the bed, blindfolded with that white ribbon. Without knowing her thoughts, Damon tied it neatly.

She touched her braided hair with wide eyes. Not a single strand stuck out—it seemed his hands were more skilled than the maids who usually helped her. His large, rough hands were surprisingly delicate. After a while, Lilia smiled brightly.

“Thank you, Damon. May I ask you again next time?”

“…As you wish.”

Her pure happiness made his chest flutter. Embarrassed, Damon quickly left the room, and Lilia followed, eyes wide. Then, feigning innocence, she teased,

“Damon, why are your ears so red? Are you sick?”

“….”

“Are you okay? Why aren’t you answering?”

“….”

“Damon, answer me, mmph!”

Because Lilia kept teasing him from behind, Damon suddenly turned, grabbed her cheek, and kissed her. He thought that if he blocked her mouth, she might be less annoying. The maids passing by gasped softly and widened their eyes at the sudden kiss, then quickly bowed their heads and hurried past. Lilia, blinking in surprise, wrapped her arms around Damon’s neck and pressed her body close.

This time, it was Damon who was flustered. He’d expected her to run away out of embarrassment, but she approached him actively instead. He ended up being pushed back. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, their lips parted with a sticky sound. Damon, his ears flushed red, stared at her, covered his lips with his hand, then quickly turned away and disappeared down the stairs before she could catch him.

“Cute.”

Lilia muttered with a silly smile. She wanted to chase after him immediately, but decided to let him go just this once and turned toward her room.

Damon slowed his pace when he realized Lilia wasn’t following. He felt relieved she wasn’t chasing him. If she came all the way to his office and kept peeking in, it would really be a problem.

When he entered the office, the butler, Noah, was waiting for him with something in his hands. As Damon sat at his desk, Noah approached and set down what he was carrying—a small vial filled with a bluish liquid. Damon picked up the vial and glanced at Noah, who smiled and said,

“It’s a contraceptive, Sir.”

“…What?”

“I thought you might need it now. Was I mistaken?”

He wanted to say Noah was mistaken, but couldn’t bring himself to speak. Eventually, Damon simply opened the vial and drank it in one gulp.

Noah looked at him with a satisfied smile. Even with amnesia, it was strange how Lilia’s attitude had changed overnight. But since the cold relationship between the couple had improved so much, Noah was pleased. He even thought, irreverently, that it would be nice if Lilia continued living without her memories.

Since they hadn’t discussed children yet, Noah had done well to bring the contraceptive. Still, Damon felt uneasy and tilted his head as he threw the empty vial in the trash.