How to Survive as the Wife of the Monster Duke - Chapter 63
Ilyin found out why the two maids exchanged looks when she followed them. The place the maids took her to was the seventh floor, to Aden’s office.
“Ilyin?” Aden looked a little surprised. Before Ilyin could process the situation, the door closed, and the maids dismissed themselves. But before the door closed behind her, Ilyin was sure that she caught a glimpse of the maid’s mean expression.
All of a sudden, only two of them were there. Eventually, Ilyin looked at him with a little surprised expression. “I was informed that Den was looking around the mansion.”
“So that’s the reason why you were going around the mansion alone.” Aden laughed and then said, “The Knight’s Order is being led by Idith.”
It seemed like he’d spread the rumor that ‘Den the Grand Master of Delrose’ was looking around the mansion. It made it look like it was two people playing one character. Ilyin chuckled to herself as she understood his joke, and she asked, “So, are those the clothes that you are wearing tomorrow?”
Ilyin observed Aden’s clothing. They were much lighter than the clothes she’d just seen in the dressing room. The Duke didn’t find it too cold in the winter region, so the maids didn’t seem to put much care into insulation for him. Ilyin glanced back at him and said, “I heard that the winter region Duke doesn’t feel the cold, is that correct?”
“It is, but,” Aden pondered a while before speaking again, “this might not be true in the warm region.”
He opened his hand, and a blue light spread lightly across his palm. Then the temperature of the room immediately went up. And when he closed his hand, the room temperature dropped noticeably. It showed how freely he could use his power in the winter region. “But once I leave the winter region, I can’t use the divine power anymore.”
“I see,” Ilyin looked over his clothes again. They did look warm enough, but it might be a bit cold at night, so she found clothing that looked a bit thicker. “One second.”
Her soft hand grabbed Aden’s outerwear. As Ilyin’s hand suddenly touched around his collarbone, he froze despite himself. The sound of the top button getting opened echoed unusually loud in the quiet room. Ilyin’s hands then slowly headed below while undoing the other buttons.
Her movement had no hesitation as she opened the buttons one by one, and her pretty violet eyes seemed to sparkle. Aden took a short breath while watching Ilyin. It was when she lifted her tiny hands and carefully unbuttoned his shirt that he shuddered. Oh no. It seemed like it was only Aden that had naughty thoughts. While Ilyin was innocently helping him get undressed so that he could try on other garments. And that was what drove him wild.
Aden closed his eyes for a moment and then shifted his gaze. There was a full-size mirror nearby, and he saw the reflection of Ilyin’s hourglass figure. Aden wasn’t sure if this short moment was taking longer because he was focusing. He looked down at her as she unbuttoned the last button and saw that her lips had parted slightly.
“Instead of these clothes,” Ilyin started to speak, but their eyes met, and she lost her words. Ilyin tilted her head a little and smiled. She then stretched out her hands and flung open the rest of his clothes.
Through the thin shirt, Aden could feel her soft hands. They were small and shaking slightly as they touched him, and he could feel his heart rate increasing.
“Ilyin,” Aden finally grabbed Ilyin’s hands, “I don’t think I can hold back any longer.” He then pressed her delicate palms against his chest as he stared into her big eyes.
The room that got used as an office had an unusually bright light, and she could see his muscles through the white shirt. Ilyin looked at her hands pressing on the shirt and then took her hands off in surprise. “No,” she tried to protest as she slapped his hand, but Aden grabbed her wrist and spun her body around so that she was facing the mirror. Aden was closing her eyes, and he held her hands up as if he wanted her to stay facing the mirror.
“Den?” Ilyin’s small voice echoed in the small room. There was no roughness in the way he held her wrists. Because of her hands that were held high, Ilyin blushed a little. It looked like she’d been tied up by Aden. She could feel the heat from Aden’s body where he touched her, and she bit her lower lip.
Aden took a deep breath and murmured, “You, do you know your scent is provocative to me?” Then he let out a short hot breath, “Please.”
Ilyin blinked, and before she knew it, Aden lowered his head towards her. His kisses started from the tip of the hands he was holding with one of his, while his other hand brushed down her white arm in a smooth rhythm, like someone playing an instrument. As he reached the concave of the inside of her arm, he kissed the back of Ilyin’s hand. And the hands that got held high were moved behind her head. Ilyin had to look at the full-size mirror to see them. The mirror vividly reflected their appearances. And the sound of his kisses above her head was enough to turn her on. “Ah!”
Aden’s gentle kisses slowly trailed down to the concave part of the inside of her arm and elbow, and he then nibbled the soft skin under her arm.
“Mm.” His lips arrived at the side of Ilyin’s bre*st as his hand cradled her other voluptuous bre*st.
Ilyin lost the strength in her legs as she felt lust spreading through her entire body, and she said, “Hold me.”
Aden gladly held her body as his strong hand crushed a part of her supple bre*st. Over the dress, his powerful fingers grabbed a hardened n*pple, and then he rubbed his palm over her bre*st and kept stimulating her n*pple.
“Mm…” Ilyin melted into his body as her legs became weak. Aden quickly put his muscular thigh between her limp legs as she leaned her body against him while her hands were still being held up high.
His soft lips reached Ilyin’s ear, and he nibbled on her earlobe. She shuddered from the sensation as she looked at the mirror through her blurred vision, and she could feel Aden’s hot breath as he was biting her ear.
Aden then breathed against the nape of her smooth neck, “Did you want to see me being patient?”