Chapter 280 - Obsession (4) (1/2)

Predatory Marriage — Chapter 280. Obsession (4)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

That night, Leah came to Blain’s bedchamber.

Not only did she take the initiative to kiss him, but she undressed without being told. She was bold and yet shy, as if she were experiencing all of this for the first time. No matter what he asked her to do, no matter how embarrassing it was, she accepted it.

He had waited for this for so long.

He had never even dreamed of pleasure like this with other women. In this fantasy s3x, the pleasure was so indescribable that when he came, the euphoria whited out his mind in a moment of absolute and incredible perfection.

When he woke in the morning, the first thing he did was turn toward Leah.

“……”

The space beside him was empty. An intense headache throbbed and his mouth was dry as memories of the night before filled his mind. Remembering how Leah had moaned with pleasure, he ran his hand over the place where she had lain.

Was last night all a dream?

He wasn’t sure. Frowning, Blain rose from the bed.

“…Leah.”

Suddenly, he shouted into the empty room.

“Leah! Leah!!!”

His eyes searched for her desperately, and like magic, she appeared at the bedroom door, dressed in a white gown and looking at him with puzzlement.

“Your Majesty…?”

Her voice brought him back. This wasn’t a dream. He had really been with her last night. Blain embraced her without a word, and Leah submitted to it without objection, though she was a little uncomfortable.

Blain was so happy, he felt as if he owned the world.

For a while.

But hell was close on the heels of heaven. He had spent the night with her, but the more he thought of it, the more his happiness changed to despair.

He still did not have her heart.

He still didn’t really have her.

Numberless fears tormented him, but more than anything else, the fear that she would still somehow run away with the barbarian king. It grew worse with every passing day until he couldn’t bear to allow any visitors into Leah’s palace, even for necessary wedding preparations. – Posted only on NovelUtopia

After days of sickening anxiety, he knew that no matter how obedient she appeared, he could never trust her. There was only one way to end this.

Blain made his way to the Queen Mother’s palace.

All the plants were dead around that gloomy place, and it was so quiet, even the sound of a mouse would have been audible. But there were none. As he walked towards Cerdina’s chambers, Blain didn’t see a single servant.

The ornate wooden doors had long ago lost their original beauty, darkened by the blood of beasts and people. Turning a rusted knob, the reek of blood filled his nose as he looked at the woman lying in the middle of a magic pattern made of blood.