Liar and Liar - Chapter 74

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Chapter 74

Though he always clung to her as if it were natural and had kissed her multiple times, Frederick had never once crossed ‘the line.’

The hand covering her waist never carelessly moved upward, and even when lifting or embracing her, his hand never accidentally brushed her bottom. At most, he would pull her close enough to take her breath away and kiss her deeply while biting and sucking her lips.

If this had been real dating, would it have felt like thoughtful consideration?

But to Danielle, all those restrictions felt like lines that a fake girlfriend could never cross.

Not that she wanted to do anything with Frederick…

‘Feet… at least…’

Why would Frederick endure something like this? Did he find it amusing to see her flustered? The chain of thoughts that had been following one after another all stopped when Frederick’s fingers settled on the top of her foot.

‘Mmh.’

He had only lightly traced his fingers in the opposite direction, but the unfamiliar sensation of being touched in an unfamiliar place made her conscious of everything in that moment. Frederick, kneeling on one knee, rolled up both sleeves of his shirt. It was truly the dynamic of master and servant.

Unable to bear the embarrassment, Danielle finally broke the silence and spoke.

“…Don’t you find it disgusting to touch someone else’s feet?”

“What are you talking about? I…”

Frederick hesitated. It was an uncommon occurrence.

Frederick Bastia hesitating? Isn’t this a first?

“If I had my way, I’d want to wash you like this every single day.”

“…My feet?”

“Yeah…”

“…”

“Don’t misunderstand. I’m not just talking about feet.”

‘…What is he saying right now.’

Is that supposed to be damage control?

Danielle’s face turned bright red.

‘Am I the weird one? Am I the only one thinking strange thoughts?’

But as Frederick continued his ‘strange’ behavior, there was no reason to feel wronged.

Frederick turned his head as if to kiss and lightly pressed his lips to the top of her foot. The juice hadn’t even been completely wiped off yet.

Kissing like a husband would…

Frederick continued with movements that seemed meant to show her exactly what he meant. His lips repeatedly descended on her foot, which he carefully held with both hands as if cradling a bouquet.

Danielle’s upper body suddenly shrank back. An unbearable sensation traveled up from her foot to her ankle and calf.

‘How… can he do something like this…’

No matter how she thought about it, it should be unpleasant, but Frederick acted as if her foot were candy.

“So this is what the juice tasted like.”

While casually saying such things. Danielle’s hand gripping the bathtub clenched tightly. It felt like her heart had been turned upside down.

“Fr-Frederick-“

“Amedeo.”

He calmly corrected her.

“You keep calling me Frederick. That’s too much. It’s been bothering me constantly.”

“A-medeo…”

Isn’t this too… strange right now?

Danielle looked down at Frederick kissing the top of her foot with a bewildered expression.

Like a slave…

What does he really want to do with me…

When Danielle couldn’t overcome the sensation in her heart and tried to pull her foot away, Frederick gently but firmly grasped her ankle.

“Stay still for me, honey.”

You’re the one who should stay still…! Danielle bit her lower lip tightly.

“Ever since you abandoned me in 7th grade, I think I’ve always missed you. The conversations we shared losing track of time, the hand I accidentally held during PE, the footprints you left on the beach walking ahead of me…”

That’s too much, Frederick Bastia. You’re really too much.

‘Yet somehow avoiding saying you like me.’

Why do you talk like that, why on earth.

Do you want to see me enchanted, trembling, and falling apart?

But the Frederick in her sight didn’t look excited and flushed like a mischievous boy, but had a noble and calm face. Like some martyr.

He continued speaking like a sigh.

“You make me desire you.”

With her foot held captive, Danielle and Frederick’s gazes met. He was asking with his eyes.

Do you know what that means?

When Danielle hesitated, Frederick slowly elaborated.

“It means I’ll do whatever you want. College is no problem at all. New York, Europe, anywhere is fine.”

“…”

“If you’ll get engaged to me, anything.”

Without a single word of liking her, how could the word ‘engagement’ come up?

Danielle couldn’t understand the context. It was a completely wrong flow, even if something was wrong.

“Please don’t get ahead of yourself with topics I’ve never even discussed. It makes me uncomfortable.”

And Frederick had even cut off his parents’ topic himself with a single stroke at the dinner table earlier. So why now…

‘Since it’s just me here now, is he just throwing out words he can’t take responsibility for?’

To see me shaken and happy? To make me get all excited?

“…Do you even know what engagement means?”

It’s not something you can just throw around casually. Acting like you know the weight of it…

“Of course. It’s the stage before having babies.”

Danielle’s face turned as red as it could possibly get. She unconsciously tensed her thighs. One hand grabbed her opposite shoulder while her arm pressed across her chest as if to hide it.

“Though not all couples have babies, of course.”

“You really… you… what…”

Danielle lost her words. Every word formed in her mouth was a mess like broken Legos.

She had decided not to dream of Frederick’s sincerity. So instead of jumping into hope torture again, she should definitely push him away.

However, in the end, Danielle found herself rambling. Like the women abandoned by Frederick Bastia would have.

Only after taking several breaths could Danielle finally form sentences.

“Wh-what are you even saying? Do you want to get engaged or not? You’re not proposing right now. You spoke against it to your parents. So what are you saying now, really.”

No matter how she thought about it, it was pathetic. Danielle lowered her eyelids deeply in defeat.

“I never said I was against it. Tell me your decision.”

You’ll get engaged if I want it?

The moment she saw Frederick’s eyes, Danielle realized his words weren’t a joke.

“I’m sorry for bringing it up this way. Of course I’ll propose properly again.”

A proposal?

Frederick to me?

There was Frederick kneeling on one knee in front of her feet. It strangely reminded her of a proposal.

Thoughts swirled in her head, emotions in her heart.

I like you, I’ve liked you for so long…

‘…Me too.’

I have the right to ordinary love and dating too…

‘At least add one lie.’

A half-hearted proposal without a single word of liking me, don’t you think that’s too strange even to you?

A proposal should be an act of conveying sincerity with the readiness to be rejected, but Danielle just felt like she’d been handed a gun. The choice forced upon her felt burdensome.

“Because you think it would be fun to be with me?”

An answer came back immediately without even a second of consideration.

“Yeah. That’s right.”

See…

Rain poured down in Danielle’s heart.

“…Being called ‘fun’ isn’t exactly a compliment a woman wants to hear. I’m not some paid comedian.”

“Really? To me it’s the highest praise.”

Of course it would be the highest praise to you, since life is boring…

Frederick, who had been smiling softly, lightly rested his head on Danielle’s knee. His blonde hair gently rubbed against the thin dress.

“You make me look forward to tomorrow. You probably don’t know what that means… I’m grateful to you every single day for being my lover.”

Danielle bit the inside of her mouth. Lover?

It was terrible. Frederick Bastia using such words felt terrible, and those words pierced through her heart just as terribly.

The sweet sound seemed to rot her heart, making it feel like it was decaying.

Was he pouring this much care into a toy because it was unique?

As a dish prepared purely for your entertainment, can I only end this game by being devoured by you?

‘How much longer will I be able to endure…’

Was she too exhausted? Danielle realized how weakened her heart had become.

“Am I precious to you?”

Danielle’s fingertips gently ran through Frederick’s blonde hair.

If I said I just wanted to be held in your arms and act spoiled endlessly… would you listen?

Frederick tilted his head diagonally and met Danielle’s gray eyes. He answered with his gaze.

“Just appealing with words doesn’t really hit home. Can’t you prove it differently?”

“Like… Actions speak louder than words?”

He quoted the famous saying as he raised his upper body. Danielle naturally lifted one arm. She simply wanted him to hold her. With the strongest embrace she could imagine.

But instead of embracing Danielle, Frederick placed one hand around her waist area. His fingers traced through the back of her hair, exposing her nape. Danielle’s eyes widened.

“Will you let me lick you?”

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