Chapter 42

“Just being in the same room with me could cause gossip. You’re doing something dishonorable right now.”

“Why is that dishonorable?”

“How do you think it looks when an unmarried man is in a married woman’s room?”

Briseyes was trying to find the key and then send him away. Walking toward the bed, she warned him like that because she wanted him to leave quickly after receiving the key.

“What dishonor? Being linked with you would be a medal. Truly honorable.”

At his words, Briseyes involuntarily turned to look at him again. She didn’t want to look at him anymore, perhaps because his smile seemed more genuine than usual.

Could it be a side effect of the Arpen?

Some people might have prolonged effects from painkillers.

Thinking this, she placed her hand on the drawer beside the bed.

“You put it in the first drawer.”

She suddenly realized that she had originally put his key in the second drawer but had forgotten that she moved it to the first.

“I’m so happy.”

Ignoring his words, she took out the box containing the key. Strangely, the room felt hot, making her face warm.

“Here, take it and unlock it.”

“Can’t I unlock it here? I’d prefer if you did it for me.”

She moved her lips to refuse his request. However, perhaps because of his red lips, crimson eyes, and the presence visible at his waistband.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

“It hurts. But because I’m excited, even the pain feels good.”

It must be the effect of the painkiller. It was still working.

“I want to hurt more.”

“…How?”

“I think it would hurt much more if we kissed.”

She pressed her lips tightly together. As she gripped the box containing the key tightly, he approached her and said:

“Are you afraid?”

When he provoked her like that, Briseyes looked up at him.

“Or perhaps you still love Grand Duke Mays?”

She found his petty provocation amusing, but looking into his eyes made her feel strange. His eyes were reddened as if he were about to cry.

“Have you forgotten what was said about not interfering in a married couple’s affairs?”

She repeated what Demian had said. Callisten smiled bitterly and said:

“I’ve already interfered. And I will definitely make you divorce him.”

“…I appreciate your help, but I don’t think it’s good for you to be involved any further.”

“I’m on your side, Bri.”

Briseyes denied his words in her mind. There was no way he could be on her side. When he became Emperor, he would forget his desire to possess her in his triumph.

And whether before or after becoming Emperor, he was a monster who would discard her as boring after possessing her.

When she didn’t answer and raised her gaze, she noticed his expression as he looked at her. His eyes were full of desire yet pitiful. Yet somehow they also appeared clear, which was strange.

His eyes looked beautiful, like finely crafted rubies immersed in clean water. She wasn’t sure if it was because they were moist, but what had previously felt like blood now felt like jewels.

Before she realized it, he had come close enough to touch her. When Briseyes stepped back as if coming to her senses, he moved forward by the same distance she had retreated.

When Briseyes turned her body to leave the room, her feet left the ground. From the pressure on her waist and his nose touching her shoulder, she realized he was embracing her from behind.

He held her so tightly that her toes were barely touching the ground.

“Let go……”

“Just a little longer. Please?”

She couldn’t respond harshly, perhaps because his voice was trembling.

After quite some time passed, he finally released her.

“You really……”

She frowned, recalling how she had almost dropped the box because of his rough movement.

“Won’t you take it off for me?”

“How could I? I don’t even know how to use this thing.”

At her words, he stepped back and began to unbuckle his belt.

“What if someone comes in?”

“I’ll kill anyone who opens the door without permission.”

“Are you crazy?”

His chest tingled again, perhaps because of her cute expression whenever she asked if he was crazy.

“Bri, I’m really in pain.”

Ignoring her words, he smiled and pulled down his pants. The tight metal that was restricting blood flow became visible.

“Where do I insert the key?”

“Here on the side.”

Seeing how serious it was again, she decided she definitely needed to unlock it this time.

“Bri.”

“…Yes?”

“You’re so beautiful.”

Her face flushed at his incoherent words, even though she knew that was just how he was.

“Can’t you be quiet?”

“I was trying to be quiet, but it just came out. Maybe because it’s overflowing.”

After saying this, he looked at Briseyes with an expectant expression. Pretending to ignore his gaze, she inserted the key into the keyhole near his hip bone.

It was a small key, about two finger joints in length, but the moment she inserted it and turned it.

—Clink!

“It seems it won’t unlock because it’s grown.”

“Then make it smaller.”

“How can I make it smaller when I’m with you?”

“Why are you asking me? How would I know?”

She responded with confusion to his words, and he smiled as he tried to forcibly remove the tight metal.

“Ugh……”

“Are you sure this can be removed? What if something terrible happens?”

She felt strange looking at the piece of metal squeezing his flesh. She worried it might break.

Of course, medically speaking it wouldn’t break but tear, but she didn’t have the luxury to think about such details right now.

“Would you pull this for me instead, Bri?”

She swallowed dryly and pulled on the metal. Callisten grabbed his own flesh.

As she tried to pull.

“What is this?”

“I think it’s because you touched it.”

When a sticky fluid emerged from the part she touched, Briseyes was startled. However, thanks to that, the tightly fitted metal began to move little by little as she pulled.

“Pull harder, Bri.”

“Ah……”

She felt extremely embarrassed by this situation. She had never even seen her husband’s bare skin.

Yet she also thought that seeing Callisten’s naked body might be acceptable since she had seen it when they were children.

She wondered if the medicine was indeed the problem.

—Clank!

“Eek!”

Briseyes fell to the floor while pulling on the metal.

“You!”

She was sitting on the floor with the metal in her hand.

His long-suppressed evidence had splattered onto her face. It was the reaction from suddenly freeing a place that had been constricted to the point of cutting off blood flow.

“I’m sorry, I think it’s because I held back for too long.”

Her face burned with shame and embarrassment from the sticky liquid clinging to her cheek.

Yet strangely, the thick scent wasn’t disgusting but rather surprisingly fragrant, which felt odd. Because of that scent, her body became more sensitive while her mind grew hazy, creating a dual state.

Moreover, why did the fabric touching her chest feel so irritating?

“Did you… not unlock it even once in 4, 4 years?”

“I didn’t. Though I did release through wet dreams.”

Callisten took out a handkerchief from his coat and tried to wipe her cheek. Then, seeing her disheveled expression and her rabbit-like look of surprise at the unfamiliar situation, he unconsciously caressed her lips with his thumb.

“Dreams… you mean?”

“Yes, you appear in every wet dream I have.”

She thought she should feel humiliated by those words. But she didn’t. His expression as he looked down at her, and the sensation of his thumb touching her lips.

And his touch was now pushing what had been on her cheek into her mouth.

“Mmph……”

“It’s strange. In my dreams, you always appear with perfectly arranged clothes and hair.”

“Hm, mmph…”

He pushed more of his essence into her mouth while checking her expression.

“When I asked the knights, they all said they have lewd dreams when they see women in their dreams. Maybe it’s because I’ve never seen you like that.”

The saltiness seemed to travel down her throat and up through her nose, making her head feel dull. That saltiness was also like a flower scent.

And it seemed as intense as Arpen.

“You’re beautiful, Bri.”

When he said this with a smile, Briseyes came to her senses. As she tried to stand up, he smiled and said:

“Don’t you want to watch what I do?”

“What are you saying? Are you in your right mind?”

“I can never be in my right mind when I see you. You know that.”

His voice sounded so desperate that Briseyes truly felt as if she were intoxicated by medicine.

Perhaps it was because he had continuously nursed her when she was sick.

She needed to collect herself.

But seeing his expression and his eyes filled with desire for her, she couldn’t answer.

“You just need to not refuse. I’ll do it as long as you don’t say you hate it.”

After saying this, he sat Briseyes on the bed.

Then he made her put down the metal piece she was holding and stood in front of her, grabbing his manhood while saying:

“Can I get it on your face again?”

Again, she couldn’t answer. Seeing her gaze directed at his hand, he smiled ecstatically and began to move his hand.