Please Divorce Me Villain, I’ll Raise the Child Alone - Chapter 133

She started it, but the fire ignited in an instant. Raphael, worried that she might run away, urgently grabbed her head and kissed her. His actions of holding the back of her head to prevent her from escaping and deeply thrusting his tongue in made Amelia helplessly follow along. His thick and long tongue dominated her mouth, binding her small tongue and not letting go.

This was closer to rutting than kissing. They wanted each other as if they were out of their minds. The loud, wet sound of their tongues clashing made her head spin. Every time he stirred the inside of her mouth and rubbed his tongue, a natural moan escaped from her lips.

“Huh, mm…”

Their tongues tangled as if they were one. The usual ease she felt from Raphael was nowhere to be found in this desperate kiss. She could tell what kind of eyes he had without even looking. They were probably glistening with lust. Just from the way he devoured her tongue and persistently chased it, she could tell how excited he was.

“Hah, uh… mm!”

She couldn’t get used to his rough tongue sucking and scraping her delicate mucous membranes. It seemed like it started as a light kiss, but she didn’t know how it turned into such a sticky kiss. The saliva she couldn’t swallow dripped down her mouth. Just by looking at Raphael’s face, she could never have expected him to kiss like this.

He always had a cold and aloof face that seemed impenetrable. Who would have thought he could kiss so wildly and lewdly? She wanted to kiss back in her own way, but she couldn’t. She was just swept away by Raphael. Moreover, she was getting more and more breathless, losing strength.

“Uh, mm…”

She tried to signal him to stop by tapping his chest, but his firm chest didn’t budge. Instead, he held her tighter and thrust his tongue in even more. Amelia wanted to comply with him, but her physical limits were undeniable. She was already dizzy from the lack of oxygen, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Huh, mm…!”

Raphael seemed to notice her lack of breath and passed some oxygen to her, but it wasn’t satisfying. He only allowed her enough air to barely continue the kiss. And to get that, she had no choice but to cling to him even more. Finally unable to endure it anymore, she punched his shoulder and finally broke free.

“Hah, hah…!”

“…”

If he wasn’t trying to kill her, he couldn’t have been so persistent. As soon as their lips parted, Amelia abandoned her dignity and panted heavily. It was just one kiss, but she was so weak she trembled. It was entirely different from the kisses she’d had before. He clung to her more persistently and tenaciously.

“Ugh, it’s unfair…”

It was unfair. She was gasping for breath, but Raphael was perfectly fine. Except for the heat of the kiss, his breathing was steady. He was smiling with satisfaction.

“Were you trying… to kill me?”

Annoyed by his smugness, she glared at him. It felt unfair because Raphael was relatively fine. She felt like she was dying. If not for the saliva on his lips, no one would believe they had kissed. In contrast, she was a mess, unable to hold herself up, covered in tears and saliva.

“What do you mean?”

“I thought you were trying to kill me by not letting me breathe.”

Even now, her breath was slightly rough as she spoke. She had started it, but she didn’t know how it ended up like this.

“I would never do that.”

Amelia scoffed at Raphael’s actions, pretending to be concerned as he checked her over. She wondered where the man who had just been so fiercely aggressive had gone. He would probably pounce on her again if he got the chance. His eyes still shimmered with unfulfilled lust.

“And what nonsense have you been saying since earlier?”

She had never said she would run away, but he assumed she would. She had only walked a little past the castle gate. If she really intended to run away, she wouldn’t have walked out so openly.

“I never planned to run away.”

“Then… what?”

“I was trying to call you. To test my theory about the ring.”

She came out deliberately to see if he was really the Master. And it was all because of someone who wouldn’t show his face. If Raphael stayed quietly in the castle, this wouldn’t have happened.

“Your Grace wasn’t in the castle…”

“I was afraid. And I thought you wouldn’t want to see me, Amelia.”

His hand, trembling slightly, gently touched his lips that had just been bruised from the kiss. So, this man was afraid of something too. She thought Raphael feared nothing.

“I never said I didn’t like you.”

“But you tried to leave me. You even asked for a divorce.”

It was all true. But it wasn’t because she disliked him that she wanted to leave. On the contrary, she wanted to leave because she liked Raphael. It was hard to watch him love someone else from close by.

“I was busy dealing with the aftermath of the imperial family.”

Ah, the Emperor. She had completely forgotten about the Emperor. She had been too busy kissing Raphael to think about such important matters. She felt embarrassed, her face flushing.

“A lot happened while I was asleep…”

“The throne wasn’t rightfully his from the start. The Emperor’s misdeeds were exposed, and there was a lot of backlash.”

The biggest problem was that they provoked Raphael. As long as Raphael stood firm, other nobles couldn’t side with the imperial family.

“So, what happens now?”

It’s embarrassing to be curious now, but Amelia pretended not to know and asked. Her voice was still languid from the lingering effects of the kiss.

“He’ll be deposed.”

Raphael’s calm declaration shocked her. She thought it would be difficult to depose him. The Emperor had been tenacious. Someone like him wouldn’t step down easily.

“Is that possible? The Emperor… won’t allow it…”

“What can a criminal locked in the underground prison do? Not only the Emperor but the Empress and the princes’ crimes have also been revealed.”

She was even more surprised to hear that he was already imprisoned. From what he said, it seemed the entire imperial family would lose their status. Could that really happen?

“They even found traces of black magic. It seems they planned to create a fake saintess with it. And in the process, they found you, Amelia.”

The Emperor had previously created a fake saintess named Sierra. This time, he would have used her to achieve what he wanted. But the Emperor used black magic? Using black magic torments the soul itself. It was a power that a descendant of the goddess would never choose.

“If you use black magic, it’s an immediate death sentence.”

She knew this. She clearly remembered how Leonel had been treated.

“Leonel didn’t use black magic. It was all a plot by the Emperor and the third prince.”

“What…?”

Leonel had suffered so much because of it. He was eventually pushed to the point of taking his own life. But to think it was all the Emperor’s conspiracy.

“The Emperor will not just be deposed; he will be executed soon. The fates of the Empress and the princes will also be decided.”

What on earth had happened while she was asleep? But was it okay for the entire imperial family to disappear like this? The Emperor had eradicated the imperial family in order to ascend the throne. This meant there were no other imperial family members to take over.

“Then… who will ascend the throne?”

“Yes, the throne cannot remain empty.”

“But… if the Emperor and the princes are all deposed…”

“Another member of the imperial family will ascend the throne.”

Was there another member of the imperial family she didn’t know about? Considering they used black magic, she could understand why Elaina had given up on the current Emperor.

“Amelia, you are here. You are a more legitimate member of the imperial family than the current Emperor.”

Amelia was greatly taken aback by Raphael’s words. Not someone else, but her?

“You said you didn’t hate me and wouldn’t leave me.”

His hand, caressing her cheek, trembled slightly. It wasn’t just that. His arrogant golden eyes, which always looked down on people, were also shaking incessantly.

“Then can I ask why you kissed me?”

Her heart pounded with an inexplicable sense of anticipation. She even felt the illusion that he liked her.

Was this also the aftermath of the passionate kiss?