I Was Tricked Into A Fraudulent Marriage By The Obsessive Villain - Chapter 2 Part 6
Chapter 2 Part 6
But… I couldn’t help but reach out my hand at his desolate appearance.
Every time I looked at a man’s face, an indescribable feeling washed over me.
I never felt this way, even when I saw handsome men who were not as handsome as him.
Just meeting the man’s eyes brought about strange emotions.
Emotions rushed in like something that had been sealed away.
She reached out her hand and gently touched the man’s head, wiping away the redness around his eyes with her thumb.
In response, the man held onto Iona’s hand and leaned his cheek against it.
His smooth skin brushed against her palm.
“Miss…”
The corners of his eyes were wistful. They were like a lily of the valley in the early morning dew—mysterious and yet somehow sad.
His red irises were moist, as if tears could fall at any moment.
The beautiful red irises became even more captivating when they were moist.
Suddenly, a question arose in her mind.
Have I ever seen anything more beautiful since I was born?
Even the vast and beautiful oceans that stretch endlessly or the oases found with difficulty in the scorching desert seemed less beautiful compared to this.
‘This shouldn’t be happening.’
She held the man’s face with both hands.
In her mind, she screamed that this shouldn’t be happening, but her actions were beyond the control of reason.
If only she could stop the tears in front of her, it wouldn’t matter anymore.
Iona narrowed the distance and approached the man.
Their lips met in an instant. That moment…
Boom! Bang!
Fireworks exploded in the distance.
Boom, boom! The sound of fireworks echoed through the sky and earth, but she paid no attention to it.
Her entire focus was pouring onto the beautiful man in front of her.
“……”
As she tried to pull her lips away, the man wrinkled his forehead and instantly bit down on her lower lip.
“Ah…!”
“Don’t leave me.”
He growled like an animal that had lost its mother. His voice seemed angry, yet somehow sounded sad.
“Please.”
As soon as he finished speaking, tears streamed down his face.
With just a single tear, Iona crumbled.
His red eyes and her violet irises intertwined in the air.
In their shared breaths, they exchanged silent gazes.
“……”
“……”
Her violet irises were trembling intensely. Within them, something was crashing and demolishing what had been carefully built.
He read an unspoken permission in those rippling violet eyes…
The man pressed his lips against hers.
Iona reached out her white arms and wrapped them around his neck.
She knew this shouldn’t be happening, but…
…just one more day.
“……”
The beautiful lips that were kissing hers curled into a smile.
The eyes that resembled a young beast suddenly flashed like a predator fixating on its prey.
His large hand dug into the fabric of Iona’s clothes.
The night grew deeper.
***
“Ugh…”
She squinted her eyes at the sunlight coming in through the window. She lifted her eyelids that were heavier than a thousand pounds, then, in an instant…
“……”
What is this? Déjà vu?
At that moment, Iona felt her mind turn completely white. At the same time, she wanted to punch herself in the body.
This stupid lump of a body!
No, it was her eyes that were the problem. She was so mesmerized by his face! What should she do? Should she pluck them out?
Aah!
Iona silently screamed as she pulled at her hair.
The man was sound asleep, unaware that someone was falling apart right in front of him.
His peaceful appearance was so beautiful that it gave her goosebumps, causing Iona to once again resent her own state of mind.
‘Even in this situation, does his face have to come into my sight? Come on!?’
“……Hooh.”
She let out a deep sigh. She had promised herself to push him away, yet here she was in this state again.
She stared at the man’s sleeping face. It felt like there were two voices fighting inside her head.
Since it has come to this, how about continuing to meet this man until I get dragged along?
Am I crazy! What if I get caught and become a criminal?
No. This is what I come to De Libertas for anyway.
Everyone does it. It’s not like you’re the only one, right?
At that moment, the thought crossed Iona’s mind and she nodded slightly.
But in the next moment, she was suddenly overwhelmed by a fleeting thought.
But if I get caught as a criminal, what crime is this man guilty of? He would just be called in as a witness.
“……”
Iona finally realized her own dilemma.
She had promised herself to enjoy it since it had come to this, but she had only talked big. She was just a coward. How could she be so foolish?
‘Maybe I should have just lived my life as usual, enjoying visual satisfaction.’
But the nights she spent with the man were too enchanting to regret it like that. Damn it.
She lifted her gaze and stared at the man.
The image of him rushing like a wild beast last night was nowhere to be found. He was peacefully asleep, like an innocent being.
Gazing at the peacefully sleeping man, Iona reached out and held his hand.
Yeah, what crime has this man committed? It wouldn’t be right to have him dragged away by the guards for a one-night stand.
She reached out and gently caressed his cheek with her hand.
His silky, beautiful skin melted into her fingertips.
The man came as if it were fate.
Like someone she was destined to meet.
That’s why she fell for him so quickly, without even realizing it.
But now, it had to end.
“…… Goodbye.”
She whispered softly.
If only I could record this moment and keep it forever.
If I could, I would do everything from backing it up to uploading it to the cloud and keeping it private on my SNS account. No, I have to capture it in seconds and download the PDF first…….
For a moment, she stared at the first man she had ever been with in her past and present lives without saying a word.
Now it was really goodbye.
Then she began to dress herself. She felt something fall out of her pocket, but she couldn’t pay attention to it because she had to leave the room before the man woke up.
That’s how Iona left the room.
Creak.
“Hmm.”
When the door closed softly, Carvain opened his sleepy eyes.
His red eyes recognized the purple mask that Iona had dropped by the bed.
He picked it up with his long arm and put it on his own face.
“What a useless thing to do.”
He said as the purple mask rested on his white face.
“She’ll come back to me eventually, anyway.”
His red pupils flashed through the mask.
***
Bang!
The inn door swung open forcefully, and Austin burst in. After briefly surveying the surroundings, Austin grabbed Runkel by the collar, who was dining at the bar and lifted him up.
“Urk, cough! What’s going on, Sub-Leader!”
“The Leader.”
“Huh?”
“Where’s the Leader? I heard the Leader came in.”
“Ugh… Oh, I see. Let me explain. Don’t shake me. I have a hangover… Ugh!”
“Where is she?”
His blue eyes sank deeply. Runkel stared with a puzzled expression, wondering what he had eaten wrong, then opened his mouth.
“She must be upstairs, in her room! Let go… Ugh!!”
After hearing Runkel’s words, Austin threw him mercilessly and dashed up the stairs.
— The Leader? She was going back to the inn earlier, right?
“…Clueless people,”
For the past two days since Iona disappeared, Austin had been unable to sleep a wink as he searched for her.
— Well, she’s not a child. She must be somewhere safe.
— Yeah, why are you so sensitive about this?
Why are you so sensitive about this?
That was what he was most curious about himself.
Why did he react as if he had taken a bite of poison whenever something related to Iona came up?
Climbing the stairs two or three steps at a time, Austin finally reached Iona’s room.
Swoosh!
He forcefully swung open the door.
“……”
But Iona wasn’t there. Her belongings were gone as well. There was no sign of anyone inside the room.
“……I told you to stay here.”
Austin gripped the door and bowed his head, feeling something boiling inside.
The moment he took a deep breath and pursed his lips,
“Huh? Sub-Leader. The Leader left earlier, right?”
A new guild member passing by from behind him spoke up.
“What?”
“She said she was leaving first. She told us to finish up and come back on our own.”
Upon hearing the new guild member’s words, Austin’s face contorted like a crumpled piece of paper.
Translator
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lurelia
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