Chapter 8

“Ah! Theo!”

A tingling sensation wrapped around her entire body in an instant.

“Rosie, Rosie.”

Theo held her tightly, whispering her name so sweetly it almost didn’t sound like hers.

His voice, so sweet it seemed to melt her ears, kept calling her.

Theo’s thick length pushed tightly inside, moving slowly.

Every time his weight moved, Rosie unconsciously arched her back. Soon, the sound of wetness filled the room.

Theo gradually increased his pace. He showered her with kisses—her forehead, the bridge of her nose, lips, collarbone, shoulders—countless times.

He returned to her br*asts, sucking her n*pples firmly.

With his constant motions, Rosie felt her mind turning blank.

His movements became even rougher.

“Ah! Theo, slow down!”

Despite her plea, Theo didn’t slow. Even as her whole body felt like it might break, waves of pleasure washed her vision white.

“Mm! I love it, it feels so good!”

Rosie spoke without knowing what she was saying. The sensations Theo gave her made her feel like her body would burst. Theo laughed lowly and thr*st into her even harder.

“Ah! The……”

Theo kissed her before her voice could rise, keeping it from escaping. His tongue sucked deeply, his hands played over her body, and his movements crashed into her like waves. Everything drove her nearly mad.

Her vision shattered into white several times. Yet Theo kept moving with the same steady force as at the beginning.

Rosie felt tears threatening to spill. Pleasure this intense was almost a kind of pain.

“Mm. Theo, stop, please……”

But Theo didn’t seem to hear her plea, his movements showed no sign of stopping.

His hand slid slowly from her chest, teasing her ribs and sides, then reached her navel and, without hesitation, moved downward. He gently rubbed her already sensitive spot.

“Ah! Theo!”

Her back arched at the same time. An even stronger sensation swept from her head to her toes.

Tears finally ran down the corners of her eyes.

Theo licked them away and kissed her eyes.

“Even your tears taste sweet, Rosie.”

Theo whispered as he kept moving his hips.

“There’s nothing from you that isn’t sweet.”

What kind of nonsense was that?

Rosie wanted to say so, but as Theo thr*st hard again, her brief cry was drowned and her consciousness sank below the surface.

At the same time, Theo moved finely and finished. He nuzzled Rosie’s neck, breathing in her scent deeply.

Soon, their breathing slowed, and Theo laughed softly.

He lifted his head and looked at sleeping Rosie. With gentle hands, he brushed her hair from her face and wiped away the lingering tears at her eyes.

“Rosie, my Rosie.”

His foolish Rosie, who never understood his feelings.

He kissed her forehead and sat up. Then he took out a handkerchief. He carefully wiped her body clean.

Whether she had fainted or simply fallen asleep, he dressed her in pajamas, making sure everything was neat.

“Rosie. I’ll be busy for a while, but I’ll make time and come back soon.”

Theo whispered to her, gently stroked her hair, pulled the blanket up to her neck, kissed her, and quietly left the room just as he had entered.

* * *

Rosie blinked in the bright sunlight streaming through the window.

‘When did the sun come up? It was definitely midnight when Theo came yesterday……’

Thinking of Theo, she sat up and quickly reached for the spot beside her.

“What, when did he leave?”

The sheet felt cold; he must have left long ago. Of course, staying until morning would be a problem, but she still felt a bit disappointed.

“Tch.”

She pouted her lips and flopped back onto the bed.

‘On days like this, it would be nice if he stayed a bit longer.’

She fiddled with the ribbon tied carefully near her chest. Theo must have dressed her while she slept.

Last night felt just like a dream.

Rosie touched her lips, memories of last night returning.

Theo’s kisses were intense yet gentle. It felt like his lips branded her.

His perfectly shaped lips on hers……

“My Lady! The sun is high in the sky!”

Mia burst in with a loud voice.

Rosie quickly lowered her hand, startled, feeling as if she’d been caught doing something bad.

Well, it wasn’t exactly something she could be proud of.

Rosie got out of bed and was pushed toward the bathroom by Mia.

Even as she washed and sat at the dressing table, she only wanted to go back to bed.

While she was half-asleep, letting Mia do her hair,

“My Lady, you have a visitor.”

Rosie barely opened one eye and asked,

“A visitor? Who?”

Not to brag, but Rosie had no friends except Theo. Who else would come see her? She blinked her big eyes, still sleepy.

“It’s Sir Calvin.”

“Calvin?”

Rosie’s eyes widened in surprise. She was sure he’d said they’d meet next week.

“He’s actually been waiting for about thirty minutes.”

“Ah……”

Rosie pursed her lips, looking troubled. After what happened yesterday, she didn’t feel like seeing Calvin right away.

“Oh my, he must have been too impatient to wait for notice. Good, My Lady. Now’s your chance—hold on to Sir Calvin tightly. I’ll make you look fabulous.”

Mia pulled Rosie’s hair hard, making her frown and fall into thought.

Normally, nobles sent notice before visiting a young lady.

Of course, Theo just came, but he was a special case.

After yesterday’s talk, Calvin would naturally think they were dating again.

‘He left before I could even talk about Calvin……’

Rosie pouted her lips, thinking of Theo. But she hadn’t held onto him for that reason.

‘It’s been so long, and I wanted to see him…… Oh my, what am I thinking.’

Rosie stood up before Mia, who was excitedly fluffing her hair like a lion, could finish.

“My Lady, we’re not done yet. I thought you’d stay home, so I styled you simply.”

“It’s enough.”

Rosie waved her hand, ignoring Mia’s protests, and left the room.

She couldn’t understand why Calvin was suddenly acting like this.

He’d never come to see her first. He was the one who wanted to break up.

She didn’t dislike him coming, but she wasn’t happy either.

She sighed lightly and opened the drawing room door.

“Rosie! My Rosie. You’re still beautiful even in the morning. It’s a bit late for a morning greeting, but did you sleep well?”

Calvin stood up and greeted her with a bright smile. Having heard it once yesterday, his enthusiastic greeting felt a little less awkward.

She still wondered why he was acting like this.

“Yes. I slept well.”

Seeing his face, Rosie felt a pang of guilt she hadn’t noticed before.

She smiled awkwardly, thinking about last night.

“What brings you here?”

Calvin looked a bit shy, then rummaged in his pocket for something.

“I wanted to give you a gift to celebrate us dating again.”

He handed her a small box.

‘What’s this?’

Rosie took the box and hesitated, unsure if she should open it now. But Calvin’s eyes, burning with anticipation, looked from the box to her, urging her to open it. She asked,

“Should I open it?”

Calvin nodded eagerly.

“Go ahead. I want to see how it looks on you.”

Rosie placed the box on her lap and slowly unwrapped it.

Inside was a bracelet. The gold bracelet, not particularly pretty, was tangled like vines, and a small blue gem in the center sparkled.

Rosie narrowed her eyes and squinted at it. Calvin clapped his hands as if he expected her reaction.

“I knew you’d like it! Honestly, I thought of you as soon as I saw it. Give it here, I’ll put it on for you.”

Where, exactly?

What part of it matched her?

It was her first jewelry gift from Calvin, but to be honest, it wasn’t her taste at all.

Her great-aunt, turning eighty this year, would probably like it more.

Calvin, frustrated by her hesitation, took the box himself and pulled out the bracelet.

‘Ugh, I don’t like it!’

But Rosie couldn’t pull her wrist away, and the bracelet, which her great-aunt would love, settled on her wrist.

“It looks perfect.”

Calvin smiled in satisfaction, his eyes softening.

“I’ve been thinking I never gave you a gift like this or really understood your feelings. I’m sorry.”

‘Yes, you really didn’t understand.’

Rosie looked at the bracelet with cloudy eyes, wishing she could find out where it was bought and get a refund.

“As you know, I’m close to books and a bit philosophical. So I never paid attention to these worldly things.”

Rosie blinked her round eyes at him.

Calvin seemed strange. He didn’t seem like the person she used to know. His overly affectionate attitude felt forced. She actually preferred him a bit aloof, as before. And those eyes, full of arrogance.