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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

Eileen's eyes widened in surprise as she pressed her lips against Cesare's chest. His unexpected question made her feel awkward.

While she had felt a certain s*xual excitement when seeing his well-defined muscles, she had never considered wanting to suck his chest specifically. Her actions were intended to reciprocate the pleasure Cesare had given her, with the hope that it would be equally enjoyable for him.

Her confidence wavered as she realized her attempt had been a complete misjudgment. Despite her efforts, Cesare seemed more amused than aroused by her actions, which was evident from the affectionate way he stroked her hair.

Feeling disheartened by her failure, Eileen pulled her lips away from his chest. Cesare's voice, still playful, asked, "Already finished?"

"It's not over yet," she replied, though her mood was clearly subdued.

CHAPTER 102