13

Elsia was standing in front of Adrian’s villa. She had met him during the day, and she couldn’t admit to herself that she had run straight to him just because he said he missed her.  

Coincidentally, today was a day her father was away from the mansion, and she had a reason for coming to see Adrian.  

It was absolutely not because of that one phrase, “I missed you.”  

‘Yes, it’s to escape the nightmares that torment me every night. I’m only meeting him for therapeutic purposes.’  

After meeting Adrian, the frequency of her nightmares had dramatically decreased, and since the timing and purpose matched, Elsia convinced herself that was why she came to see him.

Knock, knock.

Elsia knocked, and as soon as the villa door opened, her eyes met Adrian’s. The two stood in silence, simply looking at each other.  

In that brief moment, Elsia sensed sparks in Adrian’s eyes. The moment she felt his gaze, every bit of composure inside her vanished.  

Elsia reached out first, stroking Adrian’s cheek.  

As if that were a signal, Elsia and Adrian rushed toward each other, unable to think, showering each other with passionate kisses as they began to undress.  

Who started first didn’t matter. Possessed by unstoppable desire, they followed their instincts, exploring each other’s bodies.  

After a brief kiss, Adrian’s weight was pressing down on Elsia atop the bed.  

As they embraced, the heat radiating from his body seemed to seep into her.  

Adrian’s hand started at her chest and continued stimulating her secret places, while his lips caressed the peaks of her flushed br*asts again and again. Her body gradually heated up and trembled.  

Wherever his touch landed, a feverish blossom bloomed, tinted with his color.  

“Mmm…”  

As the stimulation built, Elsia moaned endlessly, and her insides began to grow wet.  

The hot honey that flowed soaked Adrian’s hand, and he licked her honey from his fingers.  

Once Elsia’s body was ready to accept him, Adrian slowly began to enter her.  

The discomfort she’d felt at first was gone, but she could feel her belly filling up.  

The deeper he entered, the more Elsia realized how well their bodies fit together.  

“Ah… mm!”  

As Adrian wielded his desire inside her, Elsia felt electrifying pleasure and her body bounced uncontrollably.  

With his movements, Elsia’s br*asts shook, and the intense pleasure rising from deep within seemed to melt her whole body.  

‘Yes, this is it!’  

Elsia wanted to taste this pleasure once more.  

No matter how much she tried to suppress it, seeing Adrian made her defenses crumble, and all her resolve not to meet him again became meaningless.  

In front of the man who captivated her so instantly, Elsia could do nothing.  

She simply surrendered herself to him, feeling pleasure.  

Elsia reached out, grasping Adrian’s face. The way he lost himself in pleasure with her looked somehow alluring.  

Adrian’s face drew closer, and his lips touched her neck.  

When his moist lips touched her, Elsia shivered as if goosebumps ran over her skin.  

Soon, their lips met again, and Adrian sucked her tongue with a loud sound.  

Elsia wrapped her arms around his neck, savoring the hot, wet sensation of their tongues.  

Pinned under Adrian’s large body, she surrendered herself to wave after wave of pleasure, letting out delighted m*ans.  

The more their bodies tangled, the more it felt as if not just their bodies, but their souls were connected.  

‘More… more… more…’  

Elsia wanted Adrian to fill her deeply and release all his desire inside her.  

Perhaps sensing her wishes, Adrian began to thr*st inside her with full force, as if sprinting.  

The more he stimulated her, the more pleasure surged, and without pause, they cl*maxed together, moaning in unison.  

Adrian lay beside Elsia, breathing heavily, pulling her close.  

His body was soaked in sweat and sticky, but carried a sweet scent.

“Are you satisfied? It seems you ran straight to me because you missed me, too.”

Adrian’s words snapped Elsia back to reality.  

Just moments ago, she’d pretended not to miss him, but now, having come to him so quickly in the evening, she felt embarrassed.  

Elsia had never lost her composure like this before.  

She couldn’t tell if Adrian was enchanting her, or if it was his body itself.  

What was clear was that the burning thirst inside her was being quenched.  

“….”  

Elsia didn’t want to reveal her feelings again, so she said nothing in response to Adrian.  

She couldn’t deny it, but admitting it was even more difficult.  

Realizing she was so openly craving him made her blush, and she wanted to at least hide her face.  

When Elsia covered her face with both hands, she felt a shiver as if her earlobe was gently bitten.  

She parted her fingers slightly and looked at Adrian lying beside her.  

Adrian’s tongue was now stimulating her inner ear.

“Ah… s-stop.”

Elsia tried to cover her ear, but Adrian grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer into his embrace.

“No need to be embarrassed. I enjoyed it just as much.”

Adrian’s soft voice resonated in her ear, and she felt his breath.  

The hot, sweet voice spreading from her ear made Elsia turn to look at Adrian.  

With her free hand, she gently stroked his cheek.  

Just as Elsia thought she fit well with Adrian, he seemed to feel the same way.  

His words made Elsia’s heart flutter, as if she’d received a confession.  

Elsia’s fingers slowly traced Adrian’s lips.  

Then their lips met, and a breath-stealing, passionate kiss silenced their conversation.  

She couldn’t forget the pleasure once tasted. The first time was scary, but after that, not at all.  

Just as Richel had said, the necklace’s power was remarkable. She never imagined a man could fit her so perfectly.  

Even without experiencing other men, Elsia felt certain there was no one who matched her better than Adrian.  

If she hadn’t dreamed of breaking free, she would never have felt these emotions.  

What seemed like a one-time thing only burned brighter each time she met him.  

No matter how much she tried to extinguish it, the desire inside her continued to surge.

“I shouldn’t have met him again….”

Elsia regretted her actions. But her heart had already come too far to turn back.  

Just as Richel said, this was poison.  

Whenever Elsia drank the sweet poison that was Adrian, her whole body tingled, and she experienced endless peaks and pleasure.  

After meeting him, she felt as if even her deepest insides were being claimed by him, and she found herself wanting to taste the pleasure again and again, as if addicted to Adrian.  

Elsia, addicted to the inescapable sweet poison, kept seeking him out.  

But the more she visited Adrian, the more uncomfortable her meetings with her fiancé became.  

She didn’t wish for a warm atmosphere, but she wanted some sense of stability in her relationship with Mars. Instead, things only grew more awkward.  

“…I don’t like it.”  

Now, Elsia disliked even the touch of Mars.  

Every time Mars took her hand and led her to the garden, that was how their meetings began.  

She wore gloves to avoid feeling his touch, but even that was unpleasant.  

When she held Adrian’s hand, her heart fluttered and trembled; when she held Mars’s hand, she shuddered with rejection.  

Mars’s touch felt like bugs crawling on her skin, so Elsia instinctively avoided him.  

“If I dislike even touching him, can I really maintain a marriage with him?”  

Elsia’s worries only grew.  

Whenever she met her fiancé, she secretly sought out Adrian, wanting him to cover the unpleasant feelings with his body.  

The more she joined her body with Adrian, the more she felt purified, and when she met him, all her real-world worries disappeared from her mind.  

A moment of pleasure.  

That was the emotion Elsia shared with him.  

Whenever she met Adrian, everything felt good in that moment.  

He, who intoxicated her with pleasure, was like a sweet devil tempting her. She felt as if time could stop during those moments.  

And as she spent more time with Adrian, more parts of herself she didn’t know began to emerge.

‘Was I always so possessive?’

From the moment she saw him, she wanted to have him.  

She thought everything would disappear after spending one night with him, but it wasn’t so. The more she met Adrian, the stronger her possessiveness grew.  

Elsia couldn’t tell if it was love or just physical attraction.  

What was clear was that describing him as a toy existing only for her, one she didn’t want to lose, seemed more fitting.  

He gave her excitement and pleasure every time they met.  

It was good to surrender to pleasure, but she wanted to draw a line with Adrian so she wouldn’t fall too deeply.  

She tried to hold onto her reason, but her body wouldn’t listen. She kept being drawn to him like a magnet.

‘Today really is the last time.’

Whenever she went home, she promised herself over and over not to visit him again, but when she came to her senses, she found herself standing in front of his villa.  

She needed to stop, but couldn’t. It was as if her brakes had broken.

But after spending time with Adrian, Elsia always felt emptiness.  

It was all a dream—a sweet but fleeting dream.  

After parting with Adrian, Elsia realized the suffocating reality.  

Her real fiancé wasn’t Adrian, but Mars.  

The person she would build her future with wasn’t Adrian, but Mars.

Thinking of this reality made her feel suffocated.

“My fiancé is Mars. Mars Welsley.”

She kept repeating to herself that her fiancé was Mars, but the more she did, the more uncomfortable she felt.  

That didn’t mean she intended to deepen her relationship with Adrian without any certainty.  

Moreover, she didn’t even have the courage to reveal her real name to him.

Elsia was simply avoiding her frustrating reality. Because she wasn’t compatible with Mars, she was avoiding him like this.  

She needed to find a solution, but whenever she stood before Adrian, all those worries vanished, which was a bigger problem.  

She shouldn’t see him as an escape from reality, but Elsia was doing just that.  

She was a bad woman, succumbing to pleasure.  

Without making any decisions, she chased only immediate pleasure, lost in a dream that couldn’t last forever, falling into the temptation of escape as an indecisive and bad woman.