Bala: The Duke's Contract Wife

A Virgin in The North (2)

Victor absolutely did not plan to ... ate Rose's breasts. He just wanted to make sure the wounds on Rose's body were real. But when his fingers touched her chest, Victor didn't expect Rose to puff out her chest.

He was, after all, a man. Inevitably, Rose's actions have raised his desire.

At first, he poked Rose's n****e only to see the girl's reaction. But the girl's moans were pumping his adrenaline. The girl's voice sounded like honey to Victor's ear. He began to play with her n*****s using his fingers.

Is this why Pierre trusted this girl?

Victor did not know why he was upset.

"Did you do it with Pierre?" Victor asked. Creating hot breaths over Rose's face.

"Huh?"

This girl... Looks like she's pretending not to know.

Annoyed, Victor pinched Rose's n****e a little. The girl moaned back and both of her hands instinctively held onto Victor's shoulders. When she touched him, an electric sensation coursed through his body entirely.

"Did you have a relationship with Pierre? Is that why he trusted you?" asked Victor again.

When Rose did not answer for the second time, an increasingly annoyed Victor pinched her harder. Rose's silence meant they really had a relationship, right? If so, Rose must be not a virgin anymore. Victor's conscience eased a little for lulling the girl's body with that fact.

If she's experienced, it's okay if I'm rougher...

Then the man crushed Rose's other n****e with his mouth.

Weird. It's sweet.

It was clear that Rose was trying to hold back the sounds coming out from her throat. Of course Rose failed, the girl, in the end, moaned like a dog left by her owner. Her voice made Victor even more eager to seduce the girl's body.

Victor could feel the organ below his waist straining. Honestly, it had been a long time since Victor felt this kind of passion. He even forgot the last time a girl could make him tense.

It was a common practice for soldiers to visit brothels before entering war zones. An incentive to raise morale before they risk their lives in a field full of blood. It was not uncommon for Victor's personnel, Damien, to send some girls in order to try to raise Victor's morale. Tch. As if I need girls to boost my morale. 

But Victor always rejected them. Because they were all either overly terrified of facing Victor or overly liking the idea of Victor's nickname, 'The Monster from the North.' None of them could excite Victor. The man even thought that he had become... un-excitable.

He didn't know why this mysterious girl underneath him was able to recite his passion. It made him want to keep tasting Rose's body.

Victor's hand began to decline, stroking Rose's flat stomach then entering her skirt. His fingers looked for the girl's core while his lips gave her sweet kisses.

She has a rose fragrance.

But when his fingers touched the inside of the girl's thigh, something had pierced his skin. He felt the girl's body jerk. Rose stopped Victor's hand from descending further, her fingernails unconsciously dug into Victor's skin. Panic was on her face. And what shocked Victor... Rose was trembling.

"You're a virgin," Victor exhaled over Rose's face.

Victor felt like his heart has slipped off the chain when he realized that Pierre hadn't touched the girl. He should be confused and questioned how their relationship really was. But... undeniably, his heart was relieved.

Weird.

"We are a husband and wife. We have to do it sooner or later," Victor said.

"We are not yet a husband and wife. And even if you're right, we don't have to do it now, do we?"

Rose's big eyes seemed pitiful. Her hands that were still holding Victor's arm were still shaking.

Victor's face turned to a dislike. He pulled her hand from Rose's skirt and placed his hands on both sides of Rose's head.

Ah...

From this position, he could see Rose's bare chest clearly. The girl's sporadic breathing was also able to make Victor's desire rise again. He quickly tied the ribbons of Rose's nightgown. The result was untidy, but at least the girl's body was covered then.

***

Rose just kept quiet seeing the Monster from the North tying back the ribbons on her nightgown. How horrific was the wound on Rose's body that he needed to close it? But wasn't he kissing and... tasting Rose's body with his mouth? Now that man considers my body as disgusting...?

Huh. Men are confusing.

Although... Actually Rose was grateful Victor did just that. Her fingers were still shaking.

To be honest, she didn't understand why she hesitated as well. Why am I afraid? Of course, she's been through a lot worse. Her mind could always find ways out of every situation, could device various schemes. But when Victor touched her, it felt like her brain was melting. 

When Victor touched her, the threads of logic in her brain became entangled. When Victor kissed her body, there was not a single way out that Rose could think of. Her mind was empty. Even the embers that were always burning inside her were like... stuffed out, replaced by another burning fire.

It scared Rose to death. The sensation that Victor gave to her body was able to burn her in an unfamiliar way. As Victor's hand descended down Rose's skirt, the girl felt a tingling sensation in her crotch. She was anticipating Victor's touch. Her body wanted to find out more about what the man's touch could do to her.

Her body wanted to submit to the burning desire with unknown outcomes. And that was what freaked Rose out. She hated when things don't go her way. The plans, logic, and schemes she created were the threads that sustained her life. When one thread is unthreaded, the other threads will detach as well. Just like what happened to Rendre... And Pierre. Rose promised not to return to such a situation again. She promised herself that this time everything would go according to her plan.

So why... Did she then wanted to throw out all her plans and submit to her desire?

Before her mind could change, Rose frantically reached for Victor's arm, stopping the man from touching her further down. She could feel her fingers shake. To hide it, Rose clutched Victor's arms stronger, even digging into his skin without her realizing.

The man quickly realized that Rose was a virgin.

Shit...

The man's lip line was turning to a frown. The glint of his eyes implied distaste.

Shit... Shit...

Rose couldn't stop her fingers from trembling even more. She was used to see that look from Rendre. The look Rendre gave when Rose's endeavors did not meet Rendre's expectations. Also the same look he gave when her ex-father was going to beat Rose.

Then Victor lowered his face. Very close to her face. Their noses met, Rose felt like drowning in a sea of green in the man's eyes. In the corner of his eye, the sunlight was getting brighter between the curtains. The light made Victor's blonde hair look radiant.

The girl should certainly have gotten used to the rough treatment of men. All those years of living with Rendre... She should've gotten used to it by then. But she had hoped that the man in Maraina would be different.

She hoped....

Stupid. Why would I expect anything in the first place?

She just didn't expect that she would get the harsh treatment so soon. She had just been freed from the Fullmeir residence, made a long and uncomfortable journey, and she only had one night to breathe a sigh of relief before being beaten up again?

Stop complaining Remember your plan, you have a contingency-

Rose's mind was stopped when she felt something soft touching her lips. Her pupils dilated when she realized what had happened. Victor had kissed her on the lips.

The kiss was... soft. His lips carefully wiped Rose's lips, as if Rose was a glass that could easily break. A light kiss and... sweet.

Rose had to blink her eyes several times when Victor finished the kiss. The green beads of eyes of the man stared straight at Rose's red beads of eyes. It turned out that without touching her, Victor could still make Rose's mind empty.

The smell of tobacco and musk entered Rose's nostrils The smell was somehow soothing.

"I wish you hadn't been afraid of me," Victor said. Then he clicked his tongue, "Tch."

Afraid?

Then Victor lifted himself out of the bed. The man was already standing when Rose tried to sit down.

"We have agreed to be husband and wife," he said in a heavy voice, "I have no time or desire to look after someone who is afraid of me."

The man was already on the doorstep when he said for the last time, "And remember our contract. One month from now, give me useful information."

The door was closed with a loud noise. Victor left Rose sitting in her own bed stunned.

He is... weird...