My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 160

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Chapter 160
Yet Kanna Adis roughly pushed his hand away.
The moment his warmth receded, the air that had burned so intensely cooled in an instant.
Everything shattered and ended.
The heat, the trembling, the pain—all of it.
Kanna Adis rose and looked down at him, confirming the face of a pitiful loser who could never claim victory again.
As expected, Orsini was seething with rage, his eyes glowering like a demon’s. His fury was justified—he had been forcibly exposed, violated like prey.
“What’s wrong?”
Yet Kanna Adis smiled at him with perfect composure.
“Any problem?”
She asked as cheerfully as if they had merely shared a casual goodnight kiss. This approach would certainly twist his insides.
Sure enough, Orsini’s face contorted. Yet he could say nothing.
“Sleep well.”
Kanna Adis turned away sharply and walked to the chamber, settling into the warm embrace of the blankets.
In truth, I wanted to burst into laughter, but provoking him further would be dangerous.
I merely lifted the corners of my mouth silently.
‘You’re not so different after all, Orsini.’
Thanks to this, things would likely proceed more smoothly than anticipated.
But I mustn’t let my guard down. Orsini was different from Kalen.
He was a beast that could never be completely tamed. He might lunge and bite the moment I turned my back.
Hadn’t I already experienced this once? Though he had become quite docile now, there was no telling when he might change again.
But I had discovered the moment when he became completely helpless. Had I possessed the poison ring then, I would have succeeded in killing him.
‘Fortunately, that ring isn’t my only tool.’
Kanna Adis closed her eyes contentedly.
Though Orsini’s taste lingered unpleasantly on my lips, it didn’t matter—I had gained something.
Something very significant indeed.
* * *
My precarious journey alongside Orsini continued.
From last night’s events, I had learned that I held his weakness, and he likewise knew his vulnerability had been exposed to me.
Yet neither of us spoke of it. We barely exchanged words at all.
He simply followed her like a hunting hound pursuing its quarry, so relentless that he never once averted his gaze from her.
Even while sleeping, he occupied the same space, and Kanna Adis, having her own designs, simply left him be.
But what could Orsini possibly be thinking?
‘What is that beast planning?’
After that night, I believed I had discerned his intentions.
It would unfold similarly to how things had with Kalen.
Like him, he would desire love, affection, or at the very least, physical intimacy.
Yet he demanded nothing. He asked nothing of my future plans, spoke nothing of what lay ahead.
‘What is he trying to accomplish?’
I had intended to respond according to his subsequent actions, but with him behaving this way, I had no choice. Clearly, I would have to resort to forceful methods to separate myself from him.
“Orsini, would you button these up for me?”
At Kanna Adis’s request, Orsini, who had been leaning against the window gazing outside, obediently approached.
He looked exactly like a dog—not a well-trained one, but a hunting hound that might snap at any moment.
He positioned himself directly behind Kanna Adis. Then he spoke softly.
“Lift your hair.”
Kanna Adis twisted her long hair into a bundle and lifted it up.
Her slender, elongated nape was revealed, and through the gap in her loosened garment, the smooth curve of her back peeked through.
Orsini, his face expressionless, reached out and began fastening the buttons from bottom to top.
Kanna Adis watched him in the mirror. His firm fingertips occasionally brushed against her spine, yet his expression remained unchanged.
Once he had finished buttoning them all, Kanna Adis lowered her hair. Then she spoke.
“I’m going to the Night Market.”
Orsini did not answer. He simply followed her in silence.
The Night Market was bustling—it seemed every villager had poured out into the streets. Kanna Adis squeezed through the crowds, bumping shoulders several times.
“Are you a scarecrow?”
Unable to bear it any longer, Orsini clicked his tongue and positioned himself in front of her. Then he extended his hand.
“Come on, give me your hand.”
Kanna Adis frowned. She didn’t want to. At that, Orsini said curtly.
“Then you lead the way.”
Ah, so he was worried she might flee while he followed behind. Normally, she would have slapped his palm away in refusal. But.
“…!”
As her hand gently overlapped with his, Orsini’s eyebrows stiffened. He clearly hadn’t expected her to actually take it.
“What are you doing? Let’s go.”
It was too dark to see clearly, but it seemed his earlobes had flushed red.
“Wait, I want to taste that.”
While exploring the Night Market, Kanna Adis stopped several times to sample street food and purchase small handicrafts. Of course, the money came from Orsini.
“Oh my, is the husband buying gifts for his wife? What a lovely couple!”
As a result, they were naturally mistaken for lovers. Kanna Adis simply laughed and did not deny it.
“There’s a play over there. Let’s go watch it.”
This time, she was the one who eagerly grasped Orsini’s hand first. For a moment, he froze.
“What’s wrong?”
“…You.”
Orsini’s expression was extremely complicated.
Yet ultimately, he could not find the words, and he allowed himself to be drawn toward the Town Square by her touch.
“Let’s sit and watch for a while.”
The play was tedious.
It was the story of a tree spirit that harmed other spirits to survive, drained their life force, and became the king of trees.
Truly tedious. Kanna Adis dozed off repeatedly, then let her face fall gently against Orsini’s shoulder.
“….”
Orsini did not move.
He simply watched the amateurish play with a distant, expressionless gaze. Yet his eyes held nothing at all.
I breathed carefully, then slowly lowered my gaze to study her resting against my shoulder.
Kanna Adis’s cheeks glistened in the firelight, flushed a deep crimson.
He gazed down at her for a very long time.
Until the shabby performance ended.
* * *
On the way back, I witnessed a boy striking a girl.
“You stole my money, you filthy rat!”
“Ahhh, no, no I didn’t!”
“There was no one else in the room! It had to be you!”
“What are you two doing! Stop this at once!”
A man who appeared to be the father rushed over and quickly intervened. Kanna Adis looked up at Orsini.
His face had gone rigid.
He was likely recalling the same memory as I was.
That moment when young Orsini had beaten young Kanna Adis mercilessly. With these large hands that now enfolded hers.
“What are you doing? Let’s go.”
Kanna Adis tugged at Orsini’s hand, pulling him away from where he stood frozen.
He said nothing.
* * *
They returned to the Room. Beyond the Bathroom door came the sound of Orsini washing himself.
While he bathed, Kanna Adis unpacked her belongings and arranged them one by one.
Last of all… glass bottles filled with star-shaped candies.
There were five glass bottles in total. One of them changed hair color, another changed eye color, and the rest…
‘Was it this one?’
Kanna Adis withdrew a brilliant red star-shaped candy.
This was it.
“What are you doing?”
While I was packing, Orsini’s voice came from behind me.
“I asked what you’re doing.”
Kanna Adis turned around. Orsini stood in a pristine white robe, glaring at her.
His skin gleamed smoothly in the aftermath of his bath, and water dripped steadily from his wet hair.
He strode over and scrutinized her luggage sharply. Yet he merely looked. Whether bound by some principle of his own, he did not reach out to rummage through the bag.
“I was organizing my belongings.”
Kanna Adis spoke gently.
“If you’re looking for self-defense toxins, there aren’t any. Kalen took them all.”
At her words, Orsini’s gaze snapped toward her.
“You remember, don’t you? Those toxins you used to drive into my chest back then.”
She slowly lowered her eyes. She gazed past his sharp jawline and long neck, across his hollow collarbone, to the exposed chest visible through the parted robe.
When I reunited with Orsini after so long, I had driven that toxin into that very place.
“Did it hurt terribly back then?”
Orsini swallowed.
I was merely looking, yet he seemed acutely sensitive to the trajectory of my gaze.
Perhaps it was because his senses were so finely honed as a swordsman, or perhaps it was because the gaze belonged to me.
Likely both.
“Did it leave a scar?”
“A little.”
“May I see?”
I stepped closer to him. That alone seemed to make his heated warmth radiate against my skin.
How amusing—tensing over something so trivial.
I couldn’t tell if he was simply naive, or if I truly possessed such sexual appeal to him.
Curious, I unfastened his robe. A faint scar appeared above his right chest.
A scar I had left.
“That must have hurt.”
I spoke with sympathy, tracing the scar with my fingertip.
The moment I touched the firm muscle beneath, his breath caught sharply. Then he seized my hand.
“What are you doing?”
His face had flushed crimson.
It was amusing how he trembled at every touch, every movement, and felt humiliation at the fact each time.
I smiled and grasped his hand.
“What does it seem like?”
“Don’t play games.”
His voice emerged between clenched teeth, heavy with anger.
He understood his own situation all too well. It was rather admirable that he harbored no false hopes.
Still, there’s nothing you can do about it, is there?
“What if I am?”
I stepped closer once more.
“What will you do if I am?”
I raised the hand he hadn’t captured. I placed it over his left chest.
“Wow, it’s incredible.”
I laughed mockingly.
It truly was incredible. His heart was pounding so frantically that it seemed to fill my palm.
“It’s amazing it hasn’t burst.”
I smirked and moved my hand upward. It traced the firm column of his neck, then caressed his sharp jawline.
And his lips. I traced his flushed, burning lips with my fingertip. They trembled pitifully under my touch.
‘So tall.’
His height was inconveniently excessive. I pushed firmly against his chest.
He yielded with almost pathetic compliance, collapsing onto the sofa behind him.
I straddled his thighs. As I settled my weight, I whispered teasingly.
“I’ve thought this before, but your words and your body are completely at odds with each other, aren’t they?”
“Damn it, you….”
I tilted Orsini’s chin upward. In that instant, I saw all his words abandon him.
“Look, look. Even now.”
As I whispered and drew closer, our breaths intermingled. His ragged breathing sounded as though he might collapse at any moment.
“Close your eyes.”
Just before our lips touched, I commanded him.
His eyelids fell helplessly shut.
I slipped a star-shaped candy into my mouth.
Then I pressed my lips against his. The instant our burning flesh aligned perfectly, instinct took over—his large hands seized my waist with sudden force, pulling me close. Our bodies melded together as the heat intensified, and a scalding moan escaped from him.
I yielded to him willingly, tilting my head as I threaded my fingers through his hair. As our body heat tangled violently, a simmering groan poured from him.
After a long moment, I pulled away, breathing heavily.
In that instant, his world became an intoxicating hell. A burning paradise.
Orsini gasped, drowning in anguish.
“What did you make me swallow?”
Orsini already knew.
What I had done.
He felt something roll into his mouth and slide down his throat.
Yet he could not stop.
Like a moth that hurls itself into flame knowing it will burn to ash, he threw himself into that scorching inferno.
“What could I have given you?”
“Tell me.”
“If I tell you, you’ll be sad.”
“Is it poison?”
I did not answer.
Instead, I smiled with swollen crimson lips—like a gift, like pity.
“Damn it, you really are a terrible woman.”
“But you enjoyed today, didn’t you?”
I had given Orsini the finest day of his life. He could not deny it.
Yes, today was the best day of his life. Every second felt like a dream, thrilling and precious—he wished to remain suspended in this moment forever.
“Consider it the price.”
Like a demon granting wishes while stealing souls, I smiled.
“Goodbye, Orsini.”

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