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Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief.
After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen.
Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere.
After all, from the moment they met when she was ten,
The affectionate man had always treated her like a child.
 
“I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.”
 
For so long, her love for him was unrequited.
She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction.
 
Was it because of the long war?
 
The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed.
His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar.
 
“This should only be done with someone you love!”
 
“You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.”
 
Eileen was intrigued by this change.
 
And yet, the closer she became with Cesare…
She discovered things that defied reason or logic.
 
Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after.
 
“I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.”
 
Everything he did was for her.
 
He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

Wicked Husband

Cesare kicked the door, now riddled with bullet holes, open with his foot. Inside, only two people stood their ground: Eileen and the Marquis's son-in-law, Matteo.

Matteo pressed a dagger against Eileen's throat. Given his agitated state, there was a significant possibility he might make threatening moves toward the hostage.

Diego and Michele exchanged glances. Michele, along with the snipers, waited for the opportune moment to strike.

Lotan stood outside the villa, prepared for any unexpected events. While the snipers engaged in gunfire, Diego quietly retreated to the back of the villa, climbing up to the second floor through a window. He had just reached the ground floor through the stairs.

"Your Grace," Matteo grinned with bloodshot eyes, "You were enjoying this beauty all by yourself."

chapter 26