Chapter 131. Just the Two of Us Without Any Disturbance
“A picnic…?”
Perhaps because she had been tormented all night, she was not yet fully awake.
Deborah did not even notice the hand sliding inside her sheer negligee.
Seeing her diligently trying to open her sleep-filled eyes, a soft smile soon appeared on Raymond’s lips.
“Yes.”
“Why so suddenly… ah, wait…”
Asking to go on a picnic out of nowhere so early in the morning was naturally a question born of wonder.
Furthermore, it was even more so since not much time had passed since that commotion.
However, before she could even finish her sentence, a short moan escaped from between Deborah’s teeth.
“You must have felt stifled being indoors for the past few days. I couldn’t even play with you because I was busy organizing things.”
“Pl- wait, haaa…”
Play with her—
She knew well how busy he was every day with the matter of moving residences…
Even if the situation of living confined was somewhat stifling as the man said, she was in no position to complain.
Fearing the man might worry, she had acted even brighter in front of him instead, but it seemed that had been of no use.
No, but right now, rather than that—
“Hng… ah, Your Grace… wait a moment…”
As fingers that were softly shaking her breast pressed firmly against a sensitive spot, Deborah’s upper body flinched momentarily.
Because he had been so persistent throughout the previous night, the end of it felt stinging and sore at that brief stimulation, causing her brows to furrow involuntarily.
Deborah gripped his shoulder tightly with one hand and let out a ragged breath.
“It… hurts there.”
With hair completely disheveled and messy, eyes slightly swollen from crying all night, and even that slightly frowning expression.
To be honest, despite it being a look that couldn’t be considered better than usual, in Raymond’s eyes, she couldn’t look more beautiful and lovely.
Well, he had acted a bit like a crazy person yesterday.
With eyelashes wet with tears trembling, crying like a cat… one could say he had lost his mind at that insanely erotic sight.
Raymond’s face, which had been looking down inside after pulling back the thin fabric, suddenly crumpled at one point.
He didn’t think she was exaggerating, but seeing that the tip was truly swollen red, he ended up clicking his tongue—*Tsk*—in spite of himself.
Spitting out a curse at himself for pushing the woman until she reached this state, he then quietly fastened her front.
“From now on, if it’s hard, tell me it’s hard.”
Raymond said lowly while brushing her messy hair back.
Seeing the golden eyes blinking gently as if listening to those words, he kissed her cheek softly.
“No matter how much I act like a crazy person, I’m telling you not to endure until the moment it becomes unbearable.”
In his heart, he wanted to stay just like that until the morning sun rose.
With his waist pushed into that warm and pleasant place, continuing forever.
But he knew well that such a thing was inevitably burdensome for the woman.
A slender waist that fit in one hand, limbs so thin he feared they might break.
Even though he was so careful not to put a strain on a body that had no flesh except for her full breasts and hips, there were moments when he found himself acting like a mad dog the moment he regained his senses.
So, every moment he felt like he might lose his reason, possessed by maddening desire—Raymond had to struggle with all his might to ensure the woman crying in his arms did not get hurt.
“Don’t be a fool and endure even if you dislike it.”
Having done everything there was to do all night and only now pretending to be considerate, a cynical laugh leaked out at his own words.
The woman, who heard the untimely chiding, continued to just blink her eyes silently for a while.
Eyes moving slowly, as if thinking deeply about something.
Well, she must find it absurd too.
He had coaxed and seduced her like a swindler, saying it would be hard, and had taken that body several times—
So it was only natural for her to be appalled and dumbfounded at him acting as if it were her fault now.
He was just about to say he was talking nonsense and would pay more attention from now on, but the other party’s mouth opened one step ahead.
“…It wasn’t that I disliked it.”
At first, he did not properly understand those small words munted inside her mouth.
“What?”
So he asked again.
He thought she bit her lip tightly for a moment, but Deborah soon put the words she had said earlier back into her mouth.
“I said… I didn’t dislike it.”
“…”
“Because I… liked it too.”
A floral blush seeped red over her snow-white face.
Even after rolling around with him like that dozens of times already, he wondered if such shyness still remained—
At that cute appearance, a laugh escaped him naturally.
Raymond’s lips softly touched the woman’s lips and then pulled away.
“Let’s spend this whole day entirely as just the two of us.”
“Just the two of us…?”
“Yes, just the two of us without any disturbance.”
The eyes that had widened round as if surprised were, at some point, folded prettily like half-moons.
Seeing her smile brightly for the first time in a while, Raymond also showed a radiant smile.
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After having a simple meal, the two boarded the carriage that was waiting outside.
She was extremely nervous about what to do if they encountered the Grand Duchess or the Cheister Young Lady on the way out, but fortunately, no such thing happened.
Come to think of it, it was a very strange thing.
Surely, it felt like something ominous was about to happen after the day the Cheister Young Lady burst in…
As if nothing had happened, the surrounding situation was flowing too quietly.
—There’s no need to worry. Don’t think about troubling things; just rest well and eat well until we leave, that’s all.
Last night, after agonizing over it several times, she finally asked, but that was the only answer she received.
She couldn’t ask more because of his action of kissing her immediately, but honestly, he wasn’t the type of person who would answer even if she asked more, so the matter ended just like that.
The carriage ran for quite a long time—longer than expected—and arrived at the intended destination.
‘You’ll know when you get there.’
Well, he never had a way of telling her in advance—
To her question of where they were going, the man had given such a suspicious answer this time as well.
However, Deborah realized the moment she stepped down from the carriage that the man’s words about knowing when she got there were a blatant lie.
“…”
What spread out before her eyes was a vast plain so wide its end could not be seen.
A landscape she was seeing for the first time in her life.
Seeing the fields swaying like blue waves, Deborah involuntarily let out an exclamation—”Wow.”
From the mouth of Raymond, who was watching that sight from right beside her, a light laugh—*Pfft*—flowed out.
“A bug might fly in.”
At the sound, Deborah finally—*Hup*—closed her mouth and turned back to Raymond with an embarrassed face.
But immediately upon seeing the picnic bag held in one of the man’s hands, she took on a puzzled expression.
Wondering why he was personally holding the picnic bag.
It might sound like a strange thing to say, but normally, it was an extremely rare situation for him, a Duke, to carry luggage personally like this.
Because servants who attended to him at any time and place always followed by his side, there was no reason for him to carry luggage himself.
The man soon held out his hand toward Deborah, who was staring intently at that unfamiliar scene.
“Now then, shall we go?”
Seeing those smoothly curving corners of his mouth, Deborah finally realized the meaning of the words he had said.
That statement about spending today entirely with just the two of them.
She realized that leaving behind even Robin, who always followed like a shadow, was all for this moment.
Because of the wind passing by and tickling her cheek, her heart began to flutter strangely for a moment.
Deborah quietly rested her hand on top of the hand he held out toward her.
A strength that gripped her back tightly as if it had been waiting.
At that moment, for some reason, she had such an inkling.
An inkling that today would somehow become a page of memories she could never forget in her entire life.
With a heart full of excitement, Deborah smiled brightly at the man.
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“Aren’t you going to ask today?”
The man, lying with his head on her lap, lifted his gaze and looked at her face.
“Pardon?”
When she asked back what he meant, an unidentifiable smile spread across the man’s face.
“Why there is no one here but us.”
Seeing his slightly raised eyebrows, Deborah only then understood what the man was saying and furrowed her brows.
She recalled the question she had asked back when they left for the villa, not knowing that the entire area surrounding the lake was private land of the House of Cheister.
In any case… she had been feeling it lately, but he was a person who was unexpectedly mischievous.
“Why, do ghosts appear here often too?”
As she retorted cheekily, a fairly loud laugh burst from the man’s mouth.
Deborah, who was looking down quietly at that sight, suddenly brought her hand over the man’s golden hair that was fluttering in the wind.
As she carefully brushed back the sparkling gold threads with her hand, the soft hair slid smoothly through them.
The man seemed to be in a good mood, completely entrusting his face to Deborah’s touch.
“Previously, I had such a thought.”
In the middle of brushing back the man’s hair like that for a long time, lowly words flowed from Deborah’s mouth.
The man’s closed eyelashes slid open as if reacting to that sound.
“Previously?”
Deborah nodded while looking into the man’s blue eyes.
“The thought of what it would feel like to touch Your Grace’s hair.”
It was something from quite a long time ago.
She wasn’t certain, but it seemed to be while she was grooming the hair of his younger sister, the Cheister Young Lady.
A thought that naturally occurred while looking at that hair that looked exactly like his.
At that time, it was something she didn’t dare to imagine.
That a moment would come when she could touch the hair of the man lying comfortably on her lap.
That such a happy moment would come.
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