Chapter 98 (2/2)

Vivian came to her senses at the words.

“Hot!”

She quickly got up above him before he started plowing again. A thick mucus mixed with sorrow flowed down between the legs, but there was no time to pay attention to it. Vivian quickly stepped back from him a step or two and glanced at his center. The dark red, glistening with liquid, stood gruesomely thick tendons.

Vivian stared at Aiden, who was building his things, and slowly called his name, “Ray, no…”

That’s how he wanted to be called. She couldn’t understand why the person who could get everything if they wanted to was so anxious and obsessed.

He doesn’t even need attention.

But she gave a slightly absent-minded look as if she had been possessed by someone. And slowly leaned over and curled up in front of him. The hesitation, for a moment, was simpler than she thought, and the Grand Duke’s real name popped out of her mouth.

“Aiden.”

Vivian captured a moment when his hands twitched. He was surprised and stuttered around his mouth.

It was not surprising to call the Grand Duke’s real name freely without his knowledge, but to be surprised that his name had become one for the first time.  He felt like a living creature. Aiden, not a perfect man in every way, suitable for use as a novel material.

He was here. It existed here. He was breathing alive.

Her expression was wide because she wondered why she felt this way.

“Say it again.”  Aiden said in a locked voice. He grabbed Vivian’s hand as she slowly retreated with her steps, dragging her, and then pressed her side to her knee and pushed her back.

Then for some reason, he started to tickle her hips from his knee to his whole body and went up to her heart as if electricity was rising.

Vivian’s expression became strange. She called him with a vague face, neither smiling nor crying.

“Aiden.”

“Again.”

“…aiden.”

It’s not just Aiden, the sexy, well-matched, even the Grand Duke of Black.  The presence of Aiden began to bloom anew on one side of her heart.

Vivian feels her whole body numb, in a different sense than pleasure. She stuttered over her high heart. It was a very strange experience.

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-End of Volume 1-