Published at 30th of January 2021 03:35:01 PM
Chapter 35
“Why only me…… ! Hhhh! Ah, no! Ah-ah-ang!”
Her lower flower lips fluttered around his thick fingers . Her waist shook as he rolled and teased her flower buds smoothly with his fingers soaked in love liquid . Medea struggled with fright at the pleasure pouring into her body—overwhelmed with sensitivity, but Lyle never let go of her back or stopped harassing her .
“Ah … . Ah, ah . Ahhh… … . ”
Eventually, Medea, who had orgasmed over and over again, was exhausted and drooping .
Lyle put her down on the bed with a bloody grin .
“What a cutey . ”
Chuckling, he kissed Medea’s sweaty and weary forehead . With pleasure-soaked eyes, Medea, watching Lyle, glanced at his lower body .
Is it morning wood or Lyle… … . He had already been erect, and he looked lustful, but he seemed to have a conscience, and he had no intention of penetrating Medea .
Lyle swept up Medea’s hair and whispered, “Get some rest . ”
Lyle got up and headed to the edge of the bed, but Medea’s foot struck Lyle’s leg .
When Lyle turned around, Medea shook her hips and ass towards him .
“… … . ”
“… …”
Both Lyle’s face and Medea’s face became red . Medea glanced at Lyle and then turned to the other side . Her appearance lit a fire in Lyle’s chest, who had intented to gently leave the bedroom .
“This… … little tomboy!”
“Ha –Ohhh!”
Lyle, hugging Medea from behind, entered her with his penis without hesitation .
A shameful smile spread on Medea’s innocent face as he penetrated her and rode her from behind .
‘… … I didn’t mean to do this but—’
Again Lyle, who was late for the political meeting, was frustrated .
This time, he was about four hours late . Better than his 5 hours from before, but tardiness still was tardiness .
“Would you like to postpone the meeting, Your Majesty?”
“It will be too much of a bother . ”
Lyle responded in a sulky tone at Sid’s suggestion, but unlike yesterday, he looked excited, and there was a skip to his step .
There was a glow to Lyle’s face . It was an eyesore for Sid, who was recently dumped by his lover .
‘No, no . If the overtime work disappears with this… … I will no longer be dumped—she will take me back!’
Sid had to be tied to the Emperor’s office, while Lyle had an unwavering love for work .
The Emperor was busy with work, called him, and left him at a moment’s notice—how unfair! Sid was misunderstood by his lover .
Since the Emperor was courting the Empress, Sid hoped he could say goodbye to those days he was in a deeper relationship with his work desk than his lover .
“Will you go to the palace again today?” Sid asked, sneaking a glance at Lyle .
Then Lyle’s thinly veiled happy expression became subdued .
‘Oh, what’s wrong with you again… why is your Majesty getting so serious for… … . Why is this man so complicated?’
“Why? Does the Empress not want you to come?”
“No, it’s not that… . . but… … . ”
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His enmity against Medea was not completely resolved . Of course, the time spent together this morning was sweet .
Still… … I keep wondering if it’s okay to forgive Medea like this .
Was it even forgivable in the first place?
When I recalled that, I still felt discomfort . Intertwined with the buried disgusting memories of sexual abuse in my childhood… … I felt like I was going to vomit, but Medea, precisely what she was now, today, was like a different person .
Just as people have been divided and utterly different before and after losing their memories, each look, glance, and expression were utterly different .
Now Medea laughed, and I laughed in return just by hearing her voice .
No matter where I looked, I couldn’t recall the former Medea . But the two are one, and at some point, there will come a time when they would overlap .
And Lyle was afraid of it .
‘At that moment, you’ll lose your lovely Medea . You’ll never see Medea in the same way—like she is now . ’
Until he completely resolved his trauma concerning Medea, but… … But forgiving it was not an easy matter .
It also felt unfair that I had to forgive it in order to love Medea: why and why should I let go of my hatred?
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My anguish, hurt nor troubles had not yet been resolved .
And when he attempted to speak with her about it she had not been willing to apologise or understand him . In fact, Medea said she exercised her rights as his wife .
How could I forgive someone that never even apologized?
Now Medea has forgotten that… … Maybe I would never ever be able to receive an apology .
‘Sorry? Did I want to get an apology?’
He felt that the whole situation was unfair, unpleasant, and disgusting .
Rather he hoped that the person who made him feel this way would also suffer such distress, and instead of receiving a ‘sorry’ Lyle just wanted to get away from all of it…… .
Feeling a sense of extreme injustice and anger at having to be entangled and bear the brunt of all these emotions and hurt he didn’t bargain for .
It may be inevitable that humans will hurt each other, but there were still some things we shouldn’t do .
“…… no . I won’t go today,” said Lyle with a cold, subdued face .