Duke - Chapter 13
They were the couple of the century because of Sylvia’s made-up love story. Victor was a war commander leaving behind his beloved wife and his unborn child, so their separation had to be sad. At the least, it was a tragic love full of regrets.
Sylvia didn’t want to instill doubts on his servants. Sylvia, after feeling the burden of having to do anything, reluctantly approached Victor and hugged him. She whispered sweetly in a sweet trickling voice.
“My dear, please go safely.”
Sylvia glanced at him, and saw that he didn’t feel very impressed.
‘I got it. I need more than this.’ Sylvia swore in her heart, while placing her palm on Victor’s cheek.
She thought he would avoid her touch, but he was unexpectedly silent. Sylvia closed her eyes and kissed his cheek on the other side. The feeling of my lips touching his warm skin was a little awkward.
1 second, 2 seconds.
The carriage was already there, so she thought it was okay to act intimate for a few seconds, but Victor suddenly put his hand around her waist.
Sylvia felt how big Victor was as he carried her weight, and it felt hard on her arms.
He put his hand through her long hair and pulled it to himself. He craves something in this precarious situation
He covets her lips.
Sylvia was startled and couldn’t even close her eyes. The stranger’s kiss was rude and rough. She felt as if she was swallowed by a hot fire.
But it wasn’t unpleasant. Sylvia clung to him without knowing it. Victor kissed more intensely as if in response to her reaction. He was terribly passionate.
Sylvia couldn’t think of anything, and became more desperate in an instant, knowing that he was simply participating in her play.
It’s only that, Victor, the big man in front of my eyes felt like everything in the world right now.
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