Chapter 68 (1/2)

Chapter 68

I continued to stare at Lucretius. He was deep in his sleep.

He couldn’t hear me, so I said to him quietly, “That’s what you get for being stupid!”

There was no answer as I expected. I felt relieved and confident.

I continued spitefully, “You were talking some nonsense about owning my breath, and here you are! You got this cold from me!”

He still didn’t say anything. He was fast asleep.

I loved this! This was so fun!

I continued, “You are so weak! You look sicker than I was! Such a wimp! Hahaha!”

“…”

“…”

Silence fell. I felt a little silly talking to myself.

Suddenly, I felt embarrassed. My face became red. I decided I’ve said enough.

It was time to take care of him. That’s what I promised to do to Samantha.

I stood up quickly.

What should I do…

Oh! Medicine!

“Yes. I need to give him his medicine.”

As I murmured, I remembered he just took his medicine and fell asleep.

“… Then dinner…”

It was past dinner time though. He probably already had a meal before he took the medication.

“Uhm… What should I do?”

I sounded idiotic even to myself. Then suddenly, I noticed Lucretius was sweating. His forehead was wet.

Yes! This was it!

When I was sick, I felt awful sweating. My body felt wet and sticky.

I felt silly, but I needed to call Samantha back.

“Please get me a towel and water. Uhm… Also another shirt for him.”

“Yes, your highness.”

Thankfully, Samantha didn’t ask me why and what they were for. She quietly brought me the items and left.

I felt nervous. I didn’t know why.

I had to do this.

I can do this!

I wet the towel in warm water and wiped his sweaty forehead. I tried my best to cool him down. Perhaps it was my imagination, but he looked much better afterward.

Good! I continued down to clean his neck.

Even his neck was long and sexy.

“…”

I started to get tense.

As I got lower, I noticed his chest.

His hard wide chest.

He must have sweated a lot because his shirt was soaking wet. It was practically see-through by now.

Yes, he needed to change. Good thing Samantha brought me a new dry shirt.

However, to change him…

I needed to take his wet shirt off first.

I stared at his chest hard.

T, this was necessary. He was a patient, and I was only trying to take care of him.

I reminded myself and grabbed his shirt with trembling hands.

As I was about to pull it, his hands grabbed my wrists and pulled hard. I lost my balance and fell on to the bed.

“Huh?”

I felt his bare skin against mine. It was shocking.

When I slowly opened my eyes, his face was above mine, looking down at me.

His green eyes met mine. He was smiling knowingly and said to me, “You are so passionate and aggressive.”

What?

“Pardon?!”

He didn’t seem to care that I was in shock. He continued to grin at me happily.

I was laying on my back and he was on top of me. I tried to move, but it was no use.

In this dimly lit room, I was laying on the bed with a man who was wet and half naked.

T, this was… too dangerous!

We have spent a lot of time together, but never like this.

He smirked and played with my hair as he whispered, “So it looks like you finally want me now. You practically leaped into my bed.”

I jumped and replied, “What the hell are you talking about! I didn’t jump into anything. You are the one who pulled me into your bed!”