My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 241

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Chapter 241
“What’s wrong? If you have something to say, spit it out.”
Despite Kanna Adis’s urging, Orsini merely clamped his mouth shut.
It couldn’t be.
Yet I hadn’t witnessed something extraordinarily strange, had I?
“Alex.”
“Come here.”
Damn it. Curses rose in my throat. I wanted to seize her shoulders right then and interrogate her like a madman.
Answer me. You—what’s your relationship with my father? What did you do with that man?
Why did you call him by his pet name, drag him to bed, and smile like that… like that?
Like a woman hopelessly in love.
My throat burned dry. Orsini swallowed saliva that tasted of acrid smoke.
“You were with Father all this time?”
It didn’t sound like my own voice. It was far too pathetic. Pride stripped to bare bone.
“Yes. Is that a problem?”
A problem? In that instant, all strength drained from his grip. Everything was a problem. Yet….
“No.”
But I could say nothing.
Orsini exhaled steadily. And he spoke as normally as possible.
“There’s no problem at all.”
I couldn’t ask anything. It would be a meaningless question anyway.
If Kanna Adis said no? Could I believe her denial?
Or if Kanna Adis didn’t deny it? If she admitted to an affair with Father?
Going even further….
“So don’t do this to me. You’re the son of the man I love.”
If Kanna Adis said such a thing.
‘No. That can’t be. Anything but that.’
So I endured. Only inexpressible rage churned within me. The fury rose so violently I thought blood tears would spill forth any moment.
I wanted to throw a tantrum, to wreck everything, to reduce it all to chaos, but I suppressed every impulse.
Because that was the only way to maintain this relationship.
“The conversation is over. Leave.”
“Why not ask?”
In that instant, Orsini’s eyes hardened. Kanna Adis spoke quietly.
“You seem to have something you’re curious about.”
Kanna Adis had noticed. Acting so blatantly—would even a fool not understand?
Perhaps I’d been drunk and rambling. Maybe I’d mistaken her for someone else and called out his name upon seeing a similar face.
“I’ll answer. Ask me.”
But Orsini stubbornly shook his head.
“No. There’s nothing to ask.”
“Aren’t you curious about your relationship with your father?”
“No!”
Orsini’s voice rose sharply for a moment, but he clenched his teeth and swallowed the words. His fractured voice brought the sentence to a close.
“I’m not curious. About anything.”
Kanna Adis exhaled a long sigh.
‘This man, truly.’
He was restraining himself in a way so unlike him.
Kanna Adis understood why. So for once, she offered genuine counsel.
“Orsini, life comes but once. Don’t you want to live it properly?”
She had already destroyed Alexandro Adis’s life.
Now to watch his son’s existence crumble as well—it was unbearable.
If she could prevent it, she wanted to.
“I can’t form a single normal relationship with anyone entangled with me.”
“….”
“Women are plentiful in this world. How many virtuous and chaste women exist? If you want to live life properly, choose someone other than a woman like me….”
“Who.”
Orsini cut off her words. His gaze was murderous.
“Who said anything about living properly?”
In that instant, Kanna Adis’s breath caught. Those eyes burned like hellfire.
A scorching heat pressed mercilessly against her chest. The violent ache made her fingertips tremble.
Yet it was a disturbance no one else could perceive. Not even she herself.
“I don’t care about any of that. Whether you’re my father’s lover or even if you remarry him, even if our bloodline becomes hopelessly tangled—I don’t care. So.”
Orsini paused mid-sentence, drew a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. And with astonishing speed, his composure returned.
“So shut your mouth.”
“….”
“Go on.”
Kanna Adis regarded him in silence for a moment, then left the room.
The moment the door closed, Orsini burst into bitter laughter, mocking himself. Then, just as quickly, his strength drained away and he leaned his head against the door.
“Pathetic bastard.”
I’m insane, that’s what I am.
A noose pulled tight around my own neck, the rope forced into the hands of a woman who doesn’t even think, begging desperately for her to strangle me to death—that’s the fool I am.
His gaze lowered. His right arm, throbbing since moments before, was bent at a grotesque angle and convulsing.
It was the arm Kanna Adis had broken long ago.
Orsini closed his eyes. He ignored it. Let the arm seize and convulse as it wished.
He left himself to ruin.
* * *
“You’ve returned, my lady.”
Kalen waited outside the door.
Kanna Adis was not surprised. Yes, it was about time.
“Kalen.”
She unconsciously reached out and stroked his snow-white hair.
“Have you been well?”
Kalen’s eyes widened in mild surprise, and he quickly bent his waist to make it easier for her to reach.
“Yes.”
Then he caught her descending hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it.
“I’m truly delighted that you would inquire after my wellbeing, my lady.”
A kiss upon the back of the hand was common etiquette among the nobility. Yet if this had happened before, I would have found it repulsive, as though an insect had touched me….
‘Is this a side effect of the elixir, or have I grown fond of him despite myself?’
Now I felt no particular aversion to it.
“Did you attend Prince Argon’s funeral without incident?”
“Of course. Though a rather troublesome matter did arise.”
“Tell me on the way. Raphael is waiting.”
Having said this, Kanna Adis watched his reaction carefully.
Kalen had despised Raphael terribly. In the past, merely hearing his name would make him shudder. Yet….
“Very well.”
Kalen nodded without concern.
“Prince Casil attended the state funeral.”
“Prince Casil?”
“Yes. Do you remember him?”
“Of course I do.”
How could I forget? That madman of a prince who had attempted to ‘hunt’ me like prey.
“And he is being discussed as the next heir to the throne.”
I could not help but be astonished at those words.
‘No, why that wretch?’
Was there truly no one else to pass the crown to?
‘…There isn’t.’
Upon reflection, all the other princes were dead, and the princesses had all married off.
The only legitimate heir of the Emperor remaining was Casil alone. His ascension to the throne was the natural course of events.
“Don’t the nobles oppose it?”
“They certainly do not welcome it, but…the circumstances have changed too much for them to oppose it as they once did, submitting petitions and all.”
That much was true.
The authority of the Royal Family was no longer what it had been.
The state projects undertaken with investments from countless nobles had succeeded so spectacularly that they would be remembered in history, and not a few nobles had grown wealthy from them. The Royal Family held the purse strings that controlled those funds.
‘Moreover, opposing the Emperor’s only son is the same as opposing the Royal Family itself. One misstep could be construed as treason.’
Still, for that madman to become Emperor….
‘I’ll need to eliminate him soon.’
Personal grudges aside, Casil is Teresa’s son. He would undoubtedly become a puppet of the Black Apostles, so I could not allow him to ascend to the throne.
“Are you concerned?”
“Naturally.”
“Do not worry, my lady.”
Kalen grasped a handful of her hair and pressed his lips to its ends.
“I would gladly offer my life to protect you.”
Kanna Adis let out a soft laugh at his knight-like declaration.
“You? How?”
“By eliminating the source of anxiety.”
He spoke such a momentous thing so casually. What he was suggesting now bordered on treason.
“So please don’t worry about anything, sister.”
* * *
I parted ways with Kalen at the door.
Knowing I would be alone with Raphael, the way he withdrew without resistance was different from before.
‘That fellow has become quite composed, hasn’t he?’
Perhaps time truly was the greatest healer. I felt a quiet satisfaction watching him gradually return to his former rational self.
“Raphael!”
The man sitting on the sofa rose to his feet. He walked toward me.
“Have you been well? I’m sorry for making you wait—”
In that instant, my words died. He closed the distance in swift strides and immediately pulled my waist toward him, pressing his lips against mine.
“…!”
My body, unable to resist the force, stumbled backward. I collided with the wall.
“Wait, let me—”
But the words that followed were buried beneath his lips. My hands lost their direction, hovering uncertainly in the air.
This was far too sudden…
“…!”
In that moment, Raphael’s grip traveled up my waist. As he tightened his hold, the nape of my neck stiffened.
“Kanna Adis.”
His lips slowly traced up the nape of my neck, dampening the fine hairs before coming to rest near my ear.
“Forgive me. I am being improper.”
Yet contrary to his words, Raphael was gently kneading my skin.
“Does this displease you?”
“No, it’s not that, I—”
My words faltered. The moment his fingertips applied pressure, electricity coursed through my body.
“Raphael, wait.”
I grasped his pristine white vestments. Only then did the overwhelming warmth pressing against me cease.
“Yes.”
His eyes held a purity that seemed impossible for hands like his to possess. A face that would seem natural reciting prayers…
“Why did you suddenly do that?”
“Suddenly?”
Raphael’s tone rose at the end. It irritated me.
“Did you say suddenly?”
Perhaps this was the first time. My words had displeased him.
Suddenly? Ever since the moment we parted, I have thought of nothing but you.
Of course, that wouldn’t be true for you. You were with another man…
Raphael gazed down at her with an expressionless face, then lifted his hand to sweep her long hair aside.
And there it was—a vivid crimson mark etched clearly against the pale nape of her neck.
In that instant, something pierced through my chest like a blade, drawing blood.
It was strange. Why did I feel this way? I knew it was not mine alone to claim, yet….
The hazy thoughts dissolved swiftly. What remained was instinct, pure and primal.
Without hesitation, Raphael lowered his head. His lips descended upon the mark—the trace left by Alexandro Adis—and he drew hard, sucking with possessive intensity.
Ah. An involuntary cry escaped Kanna’s lips. Half pain, half pleasure intertwined.
That moan ignited something within Raphael’s senses. Desire roared through him like wildfire. But.
That man heard this sound too, didn’t he? Licking you as I do now, cradling your trembling body as it quivers….
He kissed this neck.
Violet eyes plummeted. Falling into an abyss of suffocating darkness.
“Bite harder.”
“Until flesh tears and blood flows.”
“Break the walls. Shatter them.”
“Drink the blood. Drink it. Drink it. Drink it. Drink it.”
“Now.”
“At once.”
Raphael bared his teeth. And bit down, deep and ravenous.

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