6.5 

It was already too late to mend a heart that had been wounded. After completely giving up, the man tried to approach her again, but her closed heart refused to open easily.  

Would it have been better if he had confessed his true feelings earlier? Yet, here he was, professing his love only after she had already sorted out her emotions….  

Ellen should have been outraged, but separate from the fact that she had let go of her feelings for him, she found Leon’s desperate and anxious demeanor oddly charming.  

“You don’t need to give me your heart again, but I wanted you to at least know how I feel. Originally, I wanted to tell you all of this on the day I came to Alber Village, but you seemed unwilling to talk to me, so I couldn’t bring it up.”  

Leon had taken his time approaching Ellen just to say these words. They say persistence pays off; now that the distance between them had finally closed, he was able to express what he had been holding back.  

So that’s why Donna told him where I was—because she understood his sincerity.  

Only then did Ellen begin to understand why Donna had changed her mind. It was because she had realized Leon’s genuine feelings. That must have been why Donna had sent a seemingly insincere apology through her letter.  

“I was wrong. So, please, could you take me back? Could you love me again, just as you did before?”  

His desperate gaze shook Ellen’s heart.  

Her wounds hadn’t healed yet, so she couldn’t fully accept Leon. But seeing him plead so earnestly made her think that perhaps she should.  

And despite her inability to accept him, Ellen wondered if finding him attractive meant that she still loved him.  

“….”  

Ellen silently looked at Leon. He, too, gazed up at her. His golden eyes, still filled with unease, met hers. A brief silence passed between them.  

“I….”  

She felt she should answer, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came out. It felt as though her throat was completely blocked.  

Leon’s hand touched her lips. Slowly, he shook his head.  

As if to say there was no need to answer right away, he gave her a faint smile.  

Ah….  

Ellen’s eyes trembled. Suddenly, she found herself wanting to have this man, Leon. And she felt a desire to accept his heart.  

In that moment, their lips met. It was Ellen who moved first. As she lowered her face to press her lips to his, Leon gradually rose to his feet.  

Before long, under Leon’s lead, the two shared a kiss. His lips moved gently against hers, caressing them softly.  

Perhaps it was because she had eaten so many sweet desserts, but today, his lips tasted unusually sweet and luscious.  

The kiss wasn’t meant as her answer. Leon, too, didn’t believe she had completely accepted him. At this moment, they were simply moving according to their instincts, wanting to connect physically.  

His smooth tongue slipped into her mouth. Ellen intertwined her tongue with his as it entered. The sound of their moist tongues rubbing against each other filled the space around them.  

His movements alternated between soft licks and deep, probing motions, filling her body with intense heat.  

When their breathing became labored, their lips finally parted. Between their slightly open lips, irregular breaths spilled forth.  

Leon’s lips moved to her neck and cheeks, leaving light kisses as he removed everything she was wearing.  

“Ahh….”  

Wherever his lips touched, Ellen’s body shivered involuntarily from the overwhelming heat. At the same time, Leon’s hands began exploring her soft chest, eliciting a tingling sensation.  

Soon, his lips enveloped her full, rounded br*asts.  

“Ah-ah…!”  

A m*an escaped Ellen’s lips. The sound of his lips sucking on her skin echoed in the air. As if he intended to devour her, he sucked greedily, his hot, wet tongue persistently teasing her sensitive peaks.  

Even though it was just his lips on her chest, Ellen felt as if her body might melt. As she moaned and writhed slightly, she gently ran her fingers through his hair, tousling it.  

Her body was already burning, intoxicated by the heat. The secret place that craved more intense stimulation was already soaking wet. Sensing her feelings, Leon paused his movements.  

“Let’s continue on the bed.”  

He looked up at Ellen as he spoke. His neatly styled hair was now a mess, but for some reason, that only made him look more sensual.  

The moment she nodded, Ellen felt her body lift off the ground. Her already weakened body could only follow Leon’s movements.  

Perhaps it was because her body was already flushed with heat, but even though the distance from the sitting room to the bedroom was short, it felt far.  

As Ellen’s back touched the bed, Leon ran his hand along her thigh, slowly parting her legs. Then, as he unbuckled his belt, he eagerly entered her.  

“Ahh…!”  

The sudden intrusion of his hot rod into her tight space made Ellen’s head tilt back. Her already wet insides clung tightly to the invader.  

“Ugh….”  

Leon also seemed to struggle against the tightness that threatened to suffocate him. He swallowed hard, as if to steady himself, and began to move slowly. She could feel every movement of him entering and leaving her.  

“Ahh…!”  

Each time he thr*st into her wet depths, her head spun. Tears began to form in her eyes, her cheeks flushed, and her pale skin glistened with sweat.  

When she looked at Leon with drowsy eyes, he gave her a mischievous smile.  

Soon, his hips began to move faster and harder. With each rough thr*st, waves of pleasure spread rapidly throughout her body. The inside of her body was being dyed in lewd colors.  

It feels good. So, so good….  

Whenever she held Leon’s length inside her, she felt a sense of fullness. It made her happy. She believed that by accepting him, all the emotions she had bottled up would be released.  

But.  

But even as they shared each other’s breath, pressed their bodies together, and felt each other’s scents, Ellen realized she still couldn’t accept Leon with the same feelings as before.  

Even though it felt so good, why….  

She had received his heartfelt confession, and some misunderstandings had been cleared. She wanted to accept Leon, just like before. She wanted to accept him with the same feelings. But she couldn’t.  

Even as their bodies intertwined, she could still feel the wall between them. It was a wall that Ellen herself had built.  

She had resolved to accept him, but… something felt off.  

Why couldn’t she fully embrace him? She couldn’t understand herself.  

In her mind, she wanted to accept him. But her heart wasn’t ready yet.  

Perhaps it was because she was still afraid of being hurt again. The pain of heartbreak had been so great that the knot in her heart hadn’t completely unraveled.  

You still don’t love me the way you used to….  

Even as their bodies moved together, Leon could sense that Ellen’s feelings weren’t the same as before. Though she was experiencing pleasure beneath him, her gaze seemed to wander elsewhere.  

Her face flushed red, but it seemed like she wasn’t fully immersed in their intimacy.  

How can I make her love me the way she used to?  

He had hoped that confessing his feelings would open her heart. But Ellen’s heart remained only slightly ajar. It felt like just one more layer needed to be peeled away, yet that last step was proving to be the hardest.  

It seemed Ellen still had feelings for him. But she kept hesitating.  

She seemed on the verge of taking his hand, only to pull away at the last moment. The reason for this hesitation likely lay with Leon himself.  

Leon didn’t care how long it took for Ellen’s heart to open. He was determined to keep moving forward until it did. He would continue to try, no matter what, so that her heart could turn back to him.  

And for now, he needed to make sure Ellen couldn’t think of anything else.