Tiêu đề A Wicked Husband [ENGLISH] 19+ (PART 2) COMPLETED ✅

VOL 5. Chapter 17 Continued That night, she had a strange dream. After finishing her work, Eileen read and researched the founding myth until dawn before collapsing onto her bed. Lately, no matter how tired she was, she couldn't fall asleep easily. Her mind was too preoccupied with thoughts. So, she thought it would take a long time to fall asleep tonight as well, but for some reason, she drifted off quickly. Her hazy consciousness floated, wandering the ambiguous boundaries between sleep and wakefulness. As she wandered in a place that could be either a dream or reality, Eileen suddenly thought, 'Did I burn incense?' She thought she smelled incense somewhere. Just as she was thinking it smelled familiar, the old door opened. Someone then entered the room. At first, she thought it was Alessia. But unlike her, who moved quietly and without a sound, the person who entered the room didn't hide their presence. The person leisurely picked up the papers scattered on the table one by one and examined them. They seemed to be looking through everything Eileen had organized about the mythology. Then, they picked up an ancient text and quickly flipped through the pages without care. She could hear the sound of the pages turning rapidly. The old ancient texts were all things that had to be handled carefully. Eileen was worried that the book would be ruined, but she couldn't move. She couldn't even twitch a single finger, let alone speak. As she suffered internally, the intruder looked around the entire room. The small room was surveyed in an instant. The person, who seemed to have lost interest, then approached Eileen. Eileen wanted to check who the intruder was, but her eyelids felt like they were being held down by a rock, and she couldn't lift them. Her body was also still motionless. Eileen made a groaning sound as she tried to open her eyes. Then, a hand came and touched her forehead. It was an unhesitating touch. The hand that seemed to be checking her temperature lightly glided down and touched her cheek. The hand that touched her face soon lifted the blanket. Since she had undone the cloth binding her chest for sleep, the curves of her body were revealed under her pajamas. Eileen felt the intruder's gaze as they looked down at her. Tension made the fine hairs on her body stand on end. The hand that lifted the blanket didn't stop there. Eileen was flustered as she felt her pajama top being lifted. The night air touched her bare skin, and a faint shiver ran through her. The hand that had lifted her top all the way up slowly caressed Eileen's body. The movement of the fingers that touched every corner, even the ones Eileen hadn't noticed, was persistent. When a finger brushed the tip of her breast, her body, which was tense and sensitive, let out a moan on its own.