I Ran Away With Obsessive Male Lead's Child

Chapter 20

“Now I’m even curious. What is it that you want exactly? I’ve taken the time to come all the way here to ‘respect’ what you have to say just because you’re curious. But what’s the problem?”

 

“…The problem.”

 

He thinks this is what constitutes a problem.

 

Once again, she found herself at a loss for words.

 

It seemed Arden’s attitude towards her was as if he regarded her as beneath him. She was his wife, not beneath him but an equal. It was he who hadn’t granted her request for a divorce. Then who was the one supposed to be making an effort?

 

“Your Majesty, it seems you need to relearn what ‘respect’ entails. It doesn’t seem necessary to confirm. Let’s just pretend that what I suggested today never happened.”

 

Leticia stared at him with cold eyes. Resignation, or perhaps something beyond, overwhelmed her, yet she remained composed.

 

Their relationship couldn’t be any more disappointing.

 

“So please leave my room.”

 

She pushed him away and rose from the bed.

 

His blue eyes still burned. Seeing them, her heart grew colder in response.

 

She had a premonition that she might finally be able to erase him from her life.

 

No matter how much she might be dying inside, she wouldn’t beg him pathetically to love her. She wouldn’t stoop to begging by narrating her situation. Arden brushed his hair aside and spoke in a voice barely containing his emotions.

 

“You have nothing here.”

 

“I never considered it mine in the first place.”

 

“What is it that makes you so…!”

 

His voice grew louder.

 

Frustrated, he unbuttoned a few buttons and stood in front of her, taking a deep breath.

 

“If you want a divorce, don’t expect anything.”

 

Arden lowered his head and whispered softly into her ear.

 

“Now that you’ve found a use for yourself, I’m not letting you go. Isn’t that right?”

 

“…What exactly do you…”

Leticia tightly clenched the slip.

 

The strength in her clenched fist turned her small, white fist red. Clear and transparent liquid pooled in her eyes as she stared at him.

 

Tears, hanging on as if they could fall any moment, streamed down her cheeks pitifully.

 

Arden wrapped his arms around her waist, closing the distance between them.

 

As she looked up at him with a bewildered expression, his warm yet gentle lips touched her cheek.

 

“Don’t cry.”

 

“….”

 

“It makes my heart ache to see you cry. What is it that you want?”

 

He spoke with a somewhat pleading tone.

 

Leticia had told him countless times. Did he really not know what she wanted?

 

There was only one thing she desired from him.

 

“…I wanted your love.”

 

Arden’s eyes softened at Leticia’s tear-soaked voice. It was as if he was doubting whether he had heard her correctly.

 

Staring at her with a bewildered expression, he seemed lost in thought for a while.

 

“Not now, don’t worry. Your Majesty, I know very well that you don’t love me.”

 

Leticia bit her lip as tears continued to flow down her cheeks.

 

She thought she couldn’t be hurt anymore, but every time she faced him and talked to him, her wounds deepened.

 

“Ouch…!”

 

She winced at the pain in her waist.

 

As he hugged her even tighter, burying his face in her neck and taking a deep breath, he said,

 

“So, is it over now?”

Leticia blinked her eyes slowly at his somewhat disappointed tone.

 

She turned her head to look at Arden. His large frame leaning towards her felt awkward.

 

His golden hair, illuminated by the candlelight, seemed to radiate warmth. When he lifted his head, their gazes met, and her vision shook.

 

His eyes, resembling the blue hue of dawn, seemed to sink into an abyss.

 

“You wanted it, yet you never…,”

 

His words trailed off as he cupped her chin.

 

Leticia tried to speak, to answer him, but her words were silenced and scattered by the lips that met hers.

 

Yet, it was different from before when she was held captive by his touch.

 

His fingertips were trembling. Arden was afraid now.

 

What made him so afraid?

 

“Th-that…,”

 

Leticia managed to utter a word, barely catching her breath.

 

Dangerous. Another warning echoed in her mind.

 

She had to get away from him quickly. So, she pushed against his chest and turned her head away.

 

“You don’t like this. If you don’t want it, then push me away. Your Majesty told me so.”

 

Pushing him away again, she met his gaze without flinching. He knew his strengths too well.

 

Looking at her with that face, with those eyes…

 

“You seem unaware of your own expression.”

 

“…”

 

“Wouldn’t it be better to be more honest?”

 

Arden wrapped his arms around Leticia from behind.

 

Leticia tried to turn her head to face the mirror in front of her, but her chin was held in place by his hand.

 

Her face flushed red.

 

She felt embarrassed at her own expression, one she had never seen before. Slightly parted lips and flushed cheeks. The curves of her body accentuated by the thin slip.

His large hand delved into her clothing. Everywhere his touch reached, heat was felt. His breath grew hot as he ran his tongue over her lips and exerted pressure between her legs.

 

Snap!

 

A bony finger lightly brushed against Leticia’s dry lips, swollen with anticipation.

 

He didn’t miss the slightly parted opening and gently caressed the soft lip creases.

 

“Back then, and now.”

 

Arden’s broad chest rose and fell heavily.

 

His hot breath, which had been gnawing at her earlobe, clung to her skin. The contact between their flesh increased their body temperature even more.

 

“Making this face, and then telling me to let go.”

 

I could hardly believe those words.

 

As Arden said, Leticia struggled against his rising body, but she couldn’t push him away.

 

Looking into Arden’s blue eyes, filled with desire for her, oddly stirred something inside her.

 

It felt like an unbreakable shackle.

 

His whisper was sweet, and his fingers intertwined between hers felt like longing. The tightly clasped hands seemed to ache with desire, transmitting his warmth through each perfectly fitting joint.

 

“Ah…”

 

As he leaned into her, Leticia’s body shifted forward under his weight. However, his firm grip kept her from moving further.

 

As her body leaned forward, it was soon straightened by his strong hands.

 

Just as his firm chest touched her back, his fingers, interlocked with hers, naturally touched the wall.

 

“Now, just a moment, Your Majesty…”

 

As Leticia hurriedly gasped and tried to speak, Arden lowered his hand that had been holding her delicate waist.

 

The soft silk rose abruptly.

 

Startled, Leticia squirmed, but her tightly held body only adhered more closely to the mirror.

 

As the cool sensation spread throughout her body, shivers ran down her spine.

 

With each push from Arden, her sensitive areas grazed against the cold surface, sending tingles through her body.

 

“Hm, hmm.”

 

With each pleasurable shiver, she tried to push back the ecstasy. Tears welled up at the unfamiliar sensation that never seemed to fade.

 

As she felt the strange sensation between her legs again, she held her breath once more.

 

In this state, she knew she wouldn’t be able to withstand him; she would collapse.

 

The solid presence continued to prick her buttocks relentlessly.

 

Every time his lazy breath touched her ear, Leticia’s anticipation soared. The mixture of fear and anticipation, suddenly and without warning, surged inward fiercely.

 

“Ah…!”

Here is the translation of the text into English:

 

After the intense pain subsided, a gradual pleasure began to emerge.

 

Contrary to her worries, the intrusion within felt as if it had found its rightful place and roamed freely.

 

With each thrust, her mind turned into a blank white canvas, flashing with bursts of light repeatedly.

 

With no resistance from her trembling body and the strange moans incessantly escaping her lips, Arden moved even more vigorously.

 

He began to mark her entire body as if pouring out everything he had.

 

He kissed her neck, slowly trailing down along the spine carved into her back. Suddenly, their gazes met through Letitia’s tear-stained eyes.

 

In the overwhelming rush of pleasure, she struggled to contain herself, barely managing to keep from collapsing onto his neck.

 

Arden lifted her gently.

 

“You have never desired me, but now, you will.”

 

It wasn’t a request.

 

It was more like a command.