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

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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.
"Ah..." A faint, warm sensation, like a low fever, subtly lingered beneath her skin. With a strange sensation building up, Eileen wanted to squirm, but she still couldn't move. She could only whimper, unable to even open her eyes. After checking her upper body, the hand then unhesitatingly pulled off her lower clothing. The hand that pulled down her pajama pants immediately took off her underwear as well. Then it parted her legs. She felt humiliated to have her most private parts exposed, but she couldn't put any strength into her legs. As she struggled internally, trying to move her limp body, the intruder placed Eileen's foot on their palm. Her foot fit perfectly in the large hand. They gently stroked her ankle bone, and after examining her foot for a moment, they ran their hand up her calf. The hand intruded into the inner thigh, touching her body as if it were their own. The touch that had been precariously close to reaching her innermost part thankfully stopped just before. Instead, the person turned Eileen's body over to examine her back. Only after running their hand over her back and hips without missing a spot did the hand leave her body. Then they put her clothes back on one by one and covered her with the blanket. Finally, a soft touch came to her lips. The kiss, which pressed with a slight force, was all too familiar. Her tense and frightened heart relaxed. A person she missed suddenly came to mind. It was the person she wanted to see even in her dreams. Forgetting that she had left and run away from him, Eileen unconsciously called out his name. "My Lord Cesare..." She didn't know if her voice came out properly when she called his name. However, since the movement stopped at the same time she called his name, she just assumed he had heard her voice. A breath tickled her face. The person looked down at Eileen at a distance where their lips would touch if they just lowered their head a little. The gaze that stared intently at her eyelids, which were trembling as she tried to wake up, was stark. A low, deep voice was heard. "Eileen." It was a voice she could never mistake for anyone else. Before Eileen could call his name again, their lips met again. Her limp tongue was tormented, her palate was licked, and her head was twisted as he deeply violated the inside of her mouth. A thrilling pleasure arose from the kiss. Eileen's body trembled slightly as she accepted the kiss. Only when her body was hot and she was gasping for air did their lips part. He licked her wet lips. Then he toyed with her ear. His firm teeth gently bit her soft earlobe and then released it. He then bit her downy cheek before whispering, "Should I just take you back like this?" Eileen wanted to say something, but her consciousness was fading. She parted her lips but fell into a deep sleep before she could even call his name one more time. And the next morning, she woke up with a start.