Who Stole The Empress Chapter 171

Chapter 171. It was the night when winter ended

It was something Anna always wondered about.

 

She wasn't as beautiful or attractive as Rosie, and she had no sensuality that captivated the hearts of men. So she couldn't help but wonder how this man came to like her so much.

 

“You're lovely.”

 

“……what?”

 

“You're just cute when I look at it. You're lovely… I want to touch it, I want to stroke it.”

 

Without any sign of hesitation, Perso spoke his mind calmly.

 

“Ah…”

 

Anna quickly raised her hands and covered her cheeks.

 

Although she was dressed lightly, she was strangely hot.

 

“Well, this is the first time I've heard of such a thing.”

 

“Is that so? That's weird. Everyone would feel that way…… .”

'….I don't think so.'

 

“If you've gotten some answers, this time I'd like to hear them.”

 

Talking like this in front of the cemetery where Cain's tomb was located was a strange feeling.

 

Perso Gertium.

 

This man never seemed to hesitate or back down. Even when the emperor tried to kill her, he dared to raise his sword and stop him.

 

The back of Perso that she had seen at that time stood out.

 

The huge, impregnable back that stood in front of her like a solid wall.

“I don't die so easily.”

 

As he said, the two met again today safely.

 

She didn't know why she was so comfortable with that fact.

“I heard that the Duke will also stay in the capital for a while.”

 

Anna said, blushing.

 

“How long are you going to stay?”

 

“…I think I will stay at least until December.”

 

“That's fortunate. I'll probably be back in October.”

 

Perso looked at Anna as if to say something.

 

The wind blew gently.

 

The wind tickled the tip of his nose, giving the illusion of a sweet apple blossom scent. Anna smiled as she put the tickling hair behind her ear.

 

“When I come back, we will have dinner together as promised.” (Anna) 

 

“That means…” (Perso)

 

“I will bring you a present. Can you wait?” (Anna) 

 

 The paused Perso then nodded vigorously.

 

Ah, it seemed that something was really in her eyes.

 

He still looked cute.

 

It was full of misty water vapor.

 

Asha moaned as she soaked her body in the warm bath.

 

Before leaving Tanatos, she had a lot of work to do, so she overworked, and overstayed.

 

Why was she so sleepy? She couldn't come to her senses.

 

She remembered her bath she enjoyed when she was in Amor, and she poured hot water and relaxed her weary body.

 

As soon as she leaned on her back, she began to fall asleep without realizing it. A gentle hand came up behind her back and washed her hair.

 

“Hmm.”

 

Asha, who had been feeling the warm water and fragrant foam alternately, at some point realized the identity of the crude touch.

 

“…Tamon, is it you?”

 

A heavy laugh erupted from behind.

 

“I thought I did pretty well, but I found out.”

 

After rinsing her hair, Tamon entered the bathtub.

 

“You look tired, why don't you stay a few more days?

 

 

“Um, no. I've seen all the blueprints, and the butler will take care of the rest.”

 

Asha called back the employees who had been working for the Sunset family.

She was no longer a citizen of this country, but she did not want her family to disappear into history.

 

She thus regrouped the old servants who had been with the family and asked for a special favor.

 

Since the mansion was burned down, she decided to reclaim the Sunset mansion to build a library.

 

It was named Sunset Library so that the name Sunset would not disappear.

 

So that anyone can use it, and anyone can read the book.

 

The illiteracy rate in this country should also improve a little.

 

She wanted many people to come there.

 

So she hoped that the soul of her grandfather who was buried there would not be lonely.

 

Only the initial frame was taken care of by her, and the rest of the administration was now left to the butler, so there was nothing more to worry about.

 

“Won't there be any regrets?”

 

“Not at all.”

 

Asha rested her cheek against Tamon's firm chest and shook her head. The word 'Aranrosia' was still engraved on his chest. As if she were the owner of this heart.

 

 “I will come back and check it out sometimes. Because this is my hometown.” 

 

Tamon kissed her head, which he had washed and combed with his own hands.

 

His hand, soaked in perfumed oil, rubbed her thin shoulder as if massaging it.

 

“Yes. You can go anywhere you want, whenever you want.”

 

His hand, which ran down her shoulder, passed over her slim waist and wrapped around her round buttocks.

 

As his touch became more and more lewd, Asha had more trouble with her pouring sleep.

 

Asha reacted with a twitch to his touch, but couldn't beat her sleepiness.

 

As she climbed onto Tammon's thighs and rested her head on his shoulder, he felt his manhood swollen to the fullest, but there was no way she could resist the exhaustion.

 

“I'm so sleepy.”

 

“You said that yesterday.”

 

“Sorry. I've been very sleepy since that day (the day when God came to take their powers away), but I couldn't sleep at all.”

 

Asha turned to him, and she whispered as she kissed him on the cheek and chin.

 

She was so carefree and cruel, as if she didn't know that her damp, warm breath made Tamon hotter rather than to soothe him.

 

Tamon looked at Asha, who was already half asleep, with a complicated expression on his face.

 

His lust for her always boiled down to madness, but when he looked at her gentle and carefree face, it seemed that he had to somehow endure it.

 

“……Asha.”

 

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Tamon stroked Asha's wet hair and whispered her name.

 

Whether she's already asleep or not, Asha made a 'hmm' sound and buried her head in the nape of his neck.

Tamon, who hugged her tightly as if he wanted to put her small and delicate body inside him, asked her with a voice that was not quenched in his desire.

 

“Am I still just precious to you?”

 

He knew that preciousness was also a word that contained a lot of affection.

 

But Tamon wanted more of Asha than that.

 

Such feelings of desire and longing, yet full enough to make the incomplete self a perfect being.

 

He grinned and muttered as he took her sweet exhalation into his lips and sucked it in.

“….You really have an excellent talent for making me lame.”

The word 'I love you', what was it that made him tremble every time like an inexperienced kid who suffered from his first love like this?

 

After controlling his emotions, which had gotten hotter in the hot water for a while, Tamon picked up Asha as she fell asleep and left the bath.

 

He cradled her like a baby in a big towel so that Asha wouldn't wake up, and laid her down in the warm, rustling blanket.

 

As the night was deep, the lights that depended on the lanterns fluttered across the pure white and enchanting curves of her body.

 

Pretending not to know that the angry body was about to jump out of its own accord again, he lied on his back next to Asha.

 

“….Tamon.”

 

Asha, who was tossing and turning, called Tamon's name and hugged him by the neck.

 

With her slender body and soft skin, Tamon sighed in patience and embraced her.

Like a baby, Asha rubbed her cheek against his neck and whispered in a soft voice like the wind.

 

“I love you.”

 

Did God come down again?

 

Tamon's time stopped.

 

He forgot to breathe and looked at Asha with a steadfastness. The pounding beat grew stronger and stronger and hit Tamon's ear. Unable to bear it, Tamon clasped Asha's cheeks with both hands and grumbled.

 

“What did you just say?”

But Asha's lips clenched tight and she didn't say anything.

 

Even though he had already noticed that she was awake, she pretended not to know and kept her eyes closed.

 

“Say it again. What did you say? I didn't hear it. Huh?”

 

It was almost a pleading voice, but Asha didn't budge.

 

Tamon's childish wear and tear opened her lips.

 

His wet tongue pierced between her lips, grabbing her treasure and strangling her, lifting and soothing her reluctant tongue.

 

Asha's breathing became rough at the heavy kiss.

 

Tamon drove her until she found it difficult to breathe, then he began to mutter to Asha what he wanted to hear.

 

“I love you. I love you. You said you love me. Right? Come on. Say it again. Come on.”

 

“Tamon, stop, ha….”

 

“I wasn't wrong. Right? Asha, hurry…”

 

In the end, at Tamon's begging request, Asha burst into laughter and opened her eyes.

 

“I love you. Tamon Krasis.”

 

At that one word, a sigh of relief bursts on Tamon's lips.

 

He smiled more charmingly than ever before and overlapped her lips as if he were about to eat it.

 

The sound of gasping breaths warmed the room.

 

Tamon, who was smiling while kissing Asha's slender chin and tasty neck, said with a smirk.

“I knew it.”

 

Asha burst into laughter at the voice that had now become arrogant.

 

Tamon also rubbed his lips against her smiling lips and burst into laughter together.

 

“Nevertheless, I love you more.” (Tamon)

 

“Um… Should I compete with something like that?”

 

“No. It's just, I just need to remind you every now and then.”

 

As if at any other time, he kissed her reverently like a submissive servant.

Two eyes full of trust and affection intertwined.

 

It was a deeper, more intense, complete emotion than the hot sexual desire.

 

Asha hugged Tamon's shoulders.

 

This arrogant looter who stole her dying body without permission.

A man from an enemy country who was more angry and mourned for her death than she did.

 

There were times when she was resentful of the crooked beginning, but she was filled with so much satisfaction now.

A man who illuminated a world that she did not know.

 

A madman who wanted and coveted even her own hatred and anger.

 

So she couldn't help but love.

 

Roselyn of Tanatos was as cold as ice and bitter as heavy snow.

 

She was abandoned like a naked child on a blizzard night, stripped of everything.

 

It was a cold and bitter winter.

 

Her revenge for making her that way was also so cold.

 

Watching Gillotti dying and Natasha becoming a mop, instead of feeling satisfied and cheerful, there was only the tiredness that everything was over now.

 

Her revenge was her due, but it didn't make her happy.

 

But after revenge, what is Aranrosia's life like?

 

She was still hot and warm.

 

She was looking forward to tomorrow, and there was a companion who held her hand tightly to share that tomorrow.

 

A man who brought out love that she had never uttered before.

 

Tamon threw a fireball into her world, where there was only winter.

 

He burned and thawed her ice and the cold air that filled her, and now filled her frozen soul with a huge sea.

She couldn't help but love.

 

She couldn't bear it without love.

 

Life is unpredictable and winter will come again someday, but Asha was not afraid of the distant future.

 

“……I want to go to the island you mentioned.”

 

“I wonder how you will deal with those nasty monkeys.”

 

“What if we lose?”

 

“No way. I'll never lose.”

 

At his words full of faith, Asha laughed again.

 

She held his hand and kissed the back of it, just like Tamon once did.

 

She had no doubts that this rough hand would protect her.

 

She will love this man that way too.

 

For a long time.

 

Happily.

 

It was the night when winter ended.

 

 

Chapter end