When Belita opened her eyes, she turned her head to look out the window. It seemed the night hadn’t fully passed yet, judging by the darkness outside. After habitually checking outside, she turned her head the other way and saw Rian’s face, deep in sleep, though she wasn’t sure when he had come. She must have been so deeply asleep that she hadn’t felt him when he, as always, made a pillow of his arm and wrapped his other arm around her belly. Perhaps she had grown quite accustomed to sleeping with him.

Feeling his warm body temperature and his reassuring embrace, the shock from earlier in the day seemed to subside. The fact that his embrace, which she had come to feel as routine, now felt more desperately needed today showed that the shock she had received was quite significant.

The only person who would protect and guard her and her child.

It now felt like she couldn’t live without this man. When he sometimes returned late at night due to being busy, she even felt empty falling asleep alone. Just the fact that he was beside her when she opened her eyes made her feel secure. When had she become so weak?

Suddenly, she recalled those strange emotions she had felt during the day. The anxious feelings that had run wild at his words and expressions.

She had fallen into an abyss at his smile toward Lovia, then felt relief at his harsh words toward her. Her heart had fluttered at his warm gaze toward herself, then lurched again at Lovia’s name from his lips. Her emotions had been in turmoil because of him, as if she were anxiously afraid he might abandon her.

“Haah…… So it’s come to this after all……”

She couldn’t deny it. She couldn’t pretend not to know. She had been aware of her feelings for a long time but had deliberately pushed them aside and ignored them. But she couldn’t do that anymore.

It’s my heart, how could I not know? Stupid.

She raised her hand in the air and stared at it blankly. To think she would hit that woman she had feared with her own hand. Did she want that badly not to lose this man?

She had already known she had developed feelings for him. At some point, she didn’t hate his approaches, and the time spent with him wasn’t bad. When his lewd words no longer bothered her, when His Grace’s hand-holding no longer felt uncomfortable, when both personalities answered naturally—none of these things felt awkward or uncomfortable anymore. She simply liked the man who smiled with an identity she couldn’t quite place.

But those feelings of liking had transformed into something of a different nature. His life with her, his embrace, his tenderness, his intensity had somehow seeped into her heart. Like clothes getting wet in a silent drizzle without realizing it, she had become soaked in Rian.

Why had she allowed her emotions to grow to this extent when she couldn’t handle them, when she still lacked confidence? She felt pathetic for being unable to control her own emotions and letting them escalate to this point. Now that she acknowledged it, she felt anxious. She wanted to trust him, but she had no weapons to hold onto him. Yet she didn’t want to bind him using the child as leverage. That was worse than being abandoned.

“Haah……”

“The house will collapse.”

“Ah, you’re awake? I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sighing like that after waking up? Was my arm too heavy?”

“Ah… yes. It’s a bit heavy.”

“How cold. Mmm…… that’s nice.”

Like a whining child, he pulled her body closer and buried his nose in the nape of her neck, inhaling deeply. This had become his habit lately. As if her body scent gave him mental and physical comfort, he frequently smelled her and felt satisfied.

“Is your hand okay?”

“What?”

“You slapped that filthy thing earlier. So I’m asking if your hand is okay.”

“Ah…. Yes.”

His voice rumbled low, as if he hadn’t fully awakened yet. And yet he was concerned. Perhaps she had fallen for his insensitive consideration. And despite being dumbfounded by his crude expression, why were the corners of her mouth turning up? It really felt like they had become accomplices.

“I really like Crazy Belita.”

“Move your face away when you talk. It tickles.”

“I’m holding back from putting something else in. So don’t stop me.”

“……”

He was the same as always. Still lewd, still doing as he pleased. But why did it make her heart flutter so much? Now she even wanted him to show more possessiveness, to be more obsessed with her. He remained consistent, but it seemed only she had changed.

“I think I’ve gone crazy too.”

“What…?”

“I said I think living with you has made me completely insane too.”

“Kuk. You just realized that now? I told you. My wife’s personality is no joke either. Besides, couples naturally grow to resemble each other. That’s normal.”

“So you like that? That I’ve gone crazy like you?”

“Yes. I’d prefer if you were crazy about me specifically. My only wish would be for you to be desperate for my body like I am for yours.”

Seeing his hardened lower body pressing insistently against her thigh, not content with just holding her tightly, it seemed Rian’s body was already heated despite being half-asleep. The fact that she now felt comfort from such actions proved she was truly insane.

“Rian.”

“Yes.”

His voice sank even lower, as if falling back to sleep. Yet his body was doing its own thing. Suddenly, laughter escaped her.

“I have a question.”

“What is it.”

“Am I a source of strength for you?”

“You are. Especially when you’re impaled on my c*ck and crying out. That makes me feel like a great man.”

“Haah…… Not that.”

“Then…. Ah! When you hold my c*ck while sleeping, that really gives me strength. It makes me feel alive.”

“Rian!”

A giggling sound came from between his teeth buried in her nape. Belita’s lips jutted out at the mischievousness of this man who lacked any seriousness. Sensing something strange, he lifted his head slightly and watched her reaction. Seeing her eyes narrowed to slits and her lips protruding, Rian suddenly asked seriously.

“Do you want to give me strength?”

“Forget it.”

“Why so suddenly?”

“Never mind.”

“Then I’ll speak honestly.”

Belita glanced at the suddenly serious man. Just as she was thinking that His Grace suited the serious role better—

“I want to. I desperately need your strength right now. Will you give me strength?”

He was the same man after all.

“Oh, give it up. You’re always finding any opportunity!”

“Belita. I’m really struggling right now. I’m worried something might happen to you, worried that I might not be completely cured, worried whether I can make you and my child happy…. I’m worried about everything. That’s why I need your strength now—mmph!”

Rian’s eyes widened at Belita’s sudden action of kissing him. But for someone who had boldly seized his lips, her behavior was quite unsatisfactory. Having confidently pounced but then merely pressing her lips against his with her eyes tightly shut, her teasing action made Rian’s golden eyes flash. He was now fully awake.

Did she know what she had just provoked? If she knew, she wouldn’t have done this. Otherwise, she wouldn’t fearlessly press his danger switch and then maintain such an innocent face without saying anything naughty.

“Phew…. Is this enough consolation for that lie?”

“Why so stingy? A lie with this much sincerity deserves a bit more, don’t you think? That would be fair.”

“Mmph!”

He had already endured enough. He had held back from pouncing on her since morning, thinking he might have been too rough the night before. Additionally, her sensual body lounging on the clothing store sofa had made him look for opportunities multiple times, but unfortunately, the appearance of a woman he couldn’t stand to see had interrupted, and ultimately he couldn’t touch the woman who had fallen asleep exhausted. And now she was just giving him a taste of her lips and trying to pull away again?

Today, even if she cried and threw a tantrum begging him to let her go, he wouldn’t. By now, he knew that the baby’s head wouldn’t be crushed. He just needed to avoid being too rough, they said. Yes, as long as he didn’t disturb the sleeping child’s home, it would be fine. He would explore this sensual body over and over until sunrise. If her mouth wasn’t honest, he would make her body honest.

Like a startled clam tightly closing its shell, he forcefully pushed his tongue between her firmly closed lips. Why was she being so stubborn when her lips would open wide with just a little pressure? She was a woman who provoked his stubbornness at every moment.

As if punishing her resistance, he inserted his tongue to its root and ravaged the tender flesh inside her mouth. He thoroughly licked the soft mucous membrane and mercilessly sucked on her small tongue that had only teased him before without showing itself. Watching her swallow her own saliva while groaning, he finally felt his resentment subsiding a bit. But as her clumsy tongue movements gradually matched his rhythm, his mood completely improved.

‘She’s turned me into a complete fool. What an incredible woman.’

Her shyly flushed cheeks and her eyes, already hazy just from kissing, were extremely erotic. The woman’s increasingly passionate movements made his already aching c*ck stand even more er*ect. When had she become so trained? He felt an unfamiliar yet pleasant fluttering in his heart at how his mood swung with her every expression and action.