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n“…The night we spent together, did you really have no other intentions? Are you really sure?”

nAsked Llewellyn with a stiff expression. Rosenia didn’t know why, but it looked like he was displeased with what she had said.

n‘I hadn’t lied. Isn’t what I said just a fact?’

nRosenia was perplexed because she didn’t know why Llewellyn was angry.

nNot knowing how to answer, Rosenia hesitated, then spoke.

n“I… I don’t think I had any other intentions. I was really just trying to save Duke’s life.”

n“…”

nLlewellyn’s unceasingly cold expression frightened her. Her heart pounded precariously.

n‘What the hell does this man want me to say?’

nWhile wiggling her hands in a perplexed mood, Llewellyn suddenly smiled sweetly.

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n“…?”

nHis sudden change of expression surprised her and she widened her eyes. With a very generous and sweet smile, he wrapped his hands around her shoulders.

n“I understand. I guess my efforts fell short.”

n“…What?”

n“I should have satisfied you better. I’m sorry.”

n“No, that’s not…What?”

n“I’ll try harder next time. With that said…”

nLlewellyn grabbed her back and lifted her up. Flustered at being gently lifted up like a doll, she flailed wildly.

n“A-all of a sudden-”

n“Relax, I’ll take over from here.”

n‘No, what does he mean he’ll take over from here?!’

nLlewellyn approached the bed with her carefully in his arms. Then, carefully laying her body on the bed, he looked down at her from above.

nTrapped under his arms, Rosenia could only blinky vacantly. He gently stroked her cheek and whispered.

n“I’ll please you.”

n“No, you don’t have to…”

n“Please don’t refuse. I want to make it up to you.”

nThen, Llewellyn slowly lowered his head.

nBefore their lips met, Llewellyn gave her a moment’s space, as if giving her the chance to refuse.

nHowever, Rosenia couldn’t refuse. Just looking at him this close, her hands and feet felt numb, and her blood boiled.

nLlewellyn smiled gently, as if he knew Rosenia would react this way.

nIn the end, their lips overlapped.

nAs Llewellyn squeezed her lips, a murmur came from her throat each time he took her breath away. Tossing and turning, she felt him loosening the waistband of her robe. Her body jerked at the feeling of something large against her.

n“Ha…!”

nAfter a while, when his lips lowered, Rosenia gasped for air and looked up at him with hazy eyes. He looked down at her with a soft smile. His eyes were as tender as if he was looking at something he held dear.

nIn a kind voice, Llewellyn whispered.

n“Relax.”

n“…”

n“I’ll take over from here.”

n“…”

n“I won’t let you down.”

nIn the midst of the blossoming passion, Rosenia suddenly had a simple thought.

n‘I just took a bath…’

n…Rosenia had a feeling that she will have to take another bath.

nTime quickly passed. The hands of the clock were already pointing to 3pm when Rosenia came out after taking a bath again.

n‘I can’t believe I’m living such a playboy’s life!’

nNever did Rosenia imagined she’d end up a playboy while in the Mage Tower.

nThe cause of it was a man who put her on edge. Pinching herself, Llewellyn stared at her with his eyes rounded.

n“…”

nRosenia quietly dropped her hands. In a moment of vexation, she had done it out of impulse…

n‘I’m…What am I doing being childish?’

nAs Rosenia sighed inwardly while looking at Llewellyn’s countenance, he suddenly asked.

n“Do you hate me?”

n“…!”

nRosenia couldn’t believe Llewellyn threw such a curveball! She flailed herself in his arms. But she was wrapped in a large towel, like a happy kimbap, and couldn’t budge.

nAs if Llewellyn liked what he saw, Rosenia saw clearly how his mouth crept up when she looked at him.

n‘This guy…’

nFrolicking her hands, she suddenly spoke.

n“Sometimes you’re a little hateful because you’re like a cunning fox, do you know that?”

n“Thank you very much for keeping me in that way.”

n“…?”

nAgain, it was a puzzling answer. While Rosenia frowned with mixed emotions, Llewellyn, who put her down on the couch, affectionately spoke.

n“I’ll prepare a meal, so please stay here for a moment.”

n“…You’re going to prepare a meal? You, the Duke?”

n“Yes, I will.”

n‘That’s outrageous! Duke Rasiane cooking! If anyone saw it, they would faint. Llewellyn Rasiane is a high-ranking nobleman, far from housework!’

nForgetting the fact that she had to escape from being a happy kimbap, she looked at Llewellyn’s back absentmindedly.

nThe kitchen was visible from the living room so Rosenia could see what Llewellyn was doing.

nLlewellyn took out cooking ingredients with great dexterity as if he had lived in this villa for twenty years and began preparing them.

n“…”

nLlewellyn even firmly wore an apron.

nReluctantly astonished at what she was seeing, she thought his servants would have fainted at such a sight of Duke Rasiane.

n‘It’s been 20 minutes or so?’

nHaving struggled for a while and managing to escape from being a happy kimbap, Llewellyn came into the living room carrying a large tray.

nLlewellyn grinned as soon as he met her eyes, and then he placed the tray down on a flat table. She felt a sense of awkwardness as she took a closer look at the food he had made.

nCrispy toast, salad with tomatoes and cheese, fluffy omelette with creme fraiche, and cold orange juice. In addition, there was pudding for dessert!

nRosenia thought perhaps the pudding was left by Adrian for her to eat, but regardless, it was quite a mouth watering meal.

n“I can finally show off my cooking skills. I worked hard for Rose.”

n“…”

nRosenia was confused in many ways, and couldn’t answer right away because her mouth was watering.

nAside from the fact that these foods looked delicious, Rosenia can’t remember the male lead ever being good at cooking in the original story…

n‘What the hell is going on…’

nRosenia thought she should say something, anything, to Llewellyn, but she was completely speechless. She could only smile awkwardly.

n“You must be hungry. Go ahead and eat.”

nFortunately, Llewellyn only told her to eat and nothing else. She quietly thanked him in a small voice as she picked up a fork.

n‘What should I eat first?’

nRosenia felt nervous even though she thought it wasn’t a big deal.

n‘Ah, let’s start with the omelette.’

nThe first thing that caught her eyes was the fluffy omelette. She used the fork to cut the omelette into bite-size pieces and put it in her mouth.

n‘Hm…huh?!’

nRosenia was surprised because it was more delicious than she had thought. She thought it was just an ordinary omelette, but the texture was very fluffy and the seasoning was just right. On top of that, the scent of slightly added herbs presented a fresh aftertaste.

n‘Wow, it’s delicious.’

nIn any case, it was so good that she would even believe it if he said he was a professional chef.

n‘Duke Rasiane made this…’

nRosenia glanced at Llewellyn with great surprise. As if he found her reaction to his liking, he gave a proud smile.

n“How does it taste?”

n“…It’s delicious. Very much so.”

nAt her extremely surprised tone, Llewellyn grinned. He took a seat next to her and urged her to try the other food.

nRosenia also tried a bite of the toast and salad. The toast was crisp with a savory taste, and the salad was light and fresh. She also took a sip of the orange juice. The sweet and refreshing taste relieved her fatigue.

n‘He knows how to juice…Why the hell did he learn this?’

nRosenia wanted to ask him, but regardless, the meal that he had made was very delicious.

nAfter finishing all the dishes, Rosenia ate every bit of the pudding. Lying down on the couch with a feeling of fullness, Llewellyn suddenly kissed her on the cheek.

nStanding next to her, Llewellyn suddenly held her in his arms. And then, he kissed her frantically.

nKiss, Kiss, Kiss.

n“Agh, wait, Duke?”

nRosenia was suddenly afraid that Llewellyn was out of his mind again because of the mana poisoning. But the emerald eyes, which looked at her like a half moon, were not cloudy but clear.

n‘He doesn’t have a fever, and I don’t think he’s in a state of mana poisoning…So why does he keep kissing me?’

nAlthough inwardly relieved, Rosenia blushed. Llewellyn looked at her sweetly and asked her something he had been meaning to ask.

n“Were you satisfied with the meal I prepared?”

n“What? Ah, of course… everything was delicious.”

n“I see. I’m glad.”

nWith a sweet smile on his face, he swept her hair behind her ear that had fallen down. Then, while fiddling with her earlobe, he took the opportunity to stealthily lower his hand down her neckline.

nRosenia felt pathetic for letting herself get hot again due to his touch.

n‘Is there a way to cut him off?’

nNow truly, his eyes, his touch, his kiss, and everything about him felt natural.

n‘Maybe at this point, I’m going to have to draw a line? Before my hearts grow beyond control, shouldn’t I send him back where he belongs?’

nLlewellyn smiled seductively with his pretty face, unaware of her thoughts. Holding back her worries, she hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth.

n“Hey, Duke.”

n“Yes, Rose.”

n“When are you going to return to your castle?”

n“…”

nThe next moment there was a heavy silence. Rosenia held her hands together, reflexively tense. She could feel the strength in Llewellyn’s arm that held her.

nLlewellyn smiled. Even though it was a smile that was as soft as the spring breeze, it felt cold.

n“Do you want me to go back?”

n“What? Rather than that…’

n“Then, why?”

n“Well, I mean, if Duke is away for too long…”

nWhile Rosenia blinked and stammered, Llewellyn gently stroked her cheek. It was a loving act, as if they were a couple.

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n‘I’ll be troubled if this continues…Such as there being other reasons to spend the night with him other than to suppress his mana poisoning.’

nHim behaving this friendly made the matter more difficult.

nAs his hand was still touching her cheek, she scrupulously grabbed him by the wrist and pulled it down with force. Then, hesitating, he looked at her softly and spoke.

n“Don’t you like it when I touch you?”

n“It’s…a little uncomfortable…”

n“But you liked it before, didn’t you?”

n“When did I?!”

n“Before the meal, in the bathroom and in the bedroom, I think you liked it.”

n‘O-oh my god! Is this really the male lead?’

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