The Prince Who Loved Me - Chapter 88

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Chapter 88

Startled by the surprise kiss, Bada reflexively tried to pull away, but she couldn’t move an inch due to his iron grip.

A passionate kiss poured over their touching lips.

Hot and fierce tongues intertwined, and she could feel his rough breathing completely.

It was a kiss that seemed to show off to others.

As if she were the true trophy of this match.

The noisy racetrack fell silent, and the spectators held their breath as they stared at the two.

As their lips slowly parted, Bada met his blue eyes with a disheveled gaze.

The scent of dirt and sweat, along with his distinctive luxurious woody amber fragrance, wafted to her nose.

Watching Bada roll her eyes and exhale shallow breaths, Damien lifted one corner of his mouth.

Then he calmly turned around, grabbed the horse’s reins, and headed toward the center of the racetrack.

Soon his teammates who had run over patted Damien’s back and embraced him, celebrating their victory.

Bada watched this scene while bringing her fingertips to her trembling lips.

Only then did she notice the spectators looking at her with envious gazes and bursting into admiration.

Lady Winchester spoke with girlish emotion.

“Oh my! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has such a cool image, I never thought he would kiss so publicly like this!”

“…Haha. Is that so.”

“Goodness me. They say when a person falls in love, they do things they normally wouldn’t do. How enviable. His Highness must truly love you, my lady! Hoho!”

Instead of answering, Bada showed an awkward smile.

The lingering feeling of the kiss from earlier wouldn’t fade, and her heart kept pounding.

Bada brought her fingers to her trembling lips.

For the Crown Prince, who should maintain dignity in public settings, to kiss publicly was completely against royal protocol.

Moreover, it wasn’t even a bird kiss, but a deep kiss that seemed to display possessiveness.

Lady Winchester spoke to Bada, who was still dazed.

“I suppose the internet will be flooded with images of you two kissing today!”

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‘The Victory Kiss’.

This was the popular search term currently heating up Bernhardt’s internet.

A prince in polo uniform pouring a passionate kiss over the fence and his bride-to-be in a coral dress.

The people were ecstatic over that scene that looked like something from a movie.

In fact, rumors circulated that the photo was taken by the royal family for promotional purposes.

No one criticized Crown Prince Damien for breaking strict royal protocol.

After the match ended, the two went to a dinner party and returned to Windswood House late.

Bada headed to the bedroom, showered, and changed into a silk robe.

As she sat at the vanity applying lotion, the kiss from earlier came to mind again.

His chest rising and falling roughly and his gaze full of possessiveness.

In contrast, at the dinner party, he had transformed back into the embodiment of an elegant prince.

Not forgetting to occasionally flash victorious smiles at Jacob and Lucien.

Bada thought as she brushed her hair down with a comb.

‘Was it acting to silence the rumors that our engagement is fake?’

In reality, they were still using separate rooms.

Bada brought her fingers to her lips and closed her eyes.

‘But that kiss. That kiss alone didn’t seem fake.’

Even lying in bed, while her body was tired, her mind was in an awakened state as if she had consumed caffeine.

Bada eventually gave up trying to sleep and got up, heading to the kitchen to have a glass of warm milk.

Entering the darkened kitchen, she opened the refrigerator door and grabbed some milk.

Click.

The moment she closed the door and turned around, a man with a massive build was looking down at her.

“Ah, you startled me.”

“What are you doing?”

Looking again, it was Damien wearing a white bathrobe.

“Just, I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d have a glass of milk.”

Having apparently just showered, his black hair was moistly wet, and an overwhelmingly pleasant fragrance emanated from him.

Suddenly, the strange sensation of their tongues intertwining raced through her mind.

Feeling awkward for no reason, Bada avoided his gaze and looked for a mug.

She reached toward the cupboard to take out a cup.

Then she felt the heat emanating from his body as he approached behind her.

As Bada stood on tiptoes and struggled, Damien took out a cup instead and handed it to her.

For a moment, their hands brushed and sparks flew.

“…Thank you.”

Bada turned awkwardly toward the island counter located in the center of the kitchen.

The sound of milk being poured into the cup echoed unusually loudly. Along with the sound of his footsteps approaching her.

“…Your acting was great today. Thanks to that kiss, no one seems to doubt our relationship.”

At Bada’s words, Damien let out a low laugh. Then he grabbed both ends of the counter with his hands, trapping her in his embrace.

“You think so?”

“…Huh?”

“You think it was acting?”

Bada flinched and looked up at him with rabbit-like eyes.

In the darkness, Damien’s eyes were emitting a strange gleam.

Damien touched Bada’s soft lips with his thumb. Then he traced down her neckline, going lower and lower, until he opened the front of the silk robe she was wearing.

Since she wasn’t wearing underwear beneath the robe, Bada’s white chest was exposed to the air.

Seeing this, Damien’s Adam’s apple bobbed greatly.

When he grasped one breast, Bada twisted her body from the stimulation. In doing so, she accidentally spilled the milk in her hand onto his lower body.

“S-sorry!”

Reflexively wiping the milk-stained area with her hand, she accidentally touched the front of his robe.

Bada was startled and apologized again.

Meanwhile, Damien continued speaking without any disturbance.

“I think…”

As he pressed his body even closer, his hot breath touched her cheek.

“There are still people who doubt our relationship.”

Tsk, clicking his tongue briefly, Damien spoke in a dangerously low voice.

“The Windswood House servants are the problem. When it wouldn’t be enough for rumors to spread that the engaged couple are so crazy about each other they won’t leave the bedroom. They have no loyalty.”

“…”

“Shall I make it so they can’t help but spread rumors?”

“…What do you…”

Damien grabbed the tie of the robe Bada was wearing with one hand. The robe flowed softly down along her body lines and dropped to the floor with a thud.

In an instant, her naked body was revealed in the air without a thread on.

“I’m asking what you think, darling.”

Damien grabbed her waist and easily lifted her up, seating her on the island counter.

Then he took the mug from her hands and tilted it slightly over her chest.

A stream of white liquid began flowing down her curved breast line.

“…What are you doing!”

Letting out an intoxicated sigh, he brought his lips to the tip of her breast.

Slurp, suck.

Bada twisted her body.

Tingling sensations swept through her entire body and heat rushed to the back of her neck.

Damien buried his sharp nose against her chest.

“Hic, wh-what if someone comes?”

“I thought that was the point. To spread rumors that we’re so crazy for each other that we go at it like animals day and night.”

In truth, there was no chance of a servant suddenly barging into the kitchen as Bada worried.

Damien, who had quietly followed Bada down the corridor, had anticipated this would happen and had already firmly locked the kitchen door.

Bada swallowed her moans and grabbed his forearm, where his muscles stood out prominently, trying to stop him. But his lewd caresses only became more persistent.

“Mmm…”

Lewd sounds echoed throughout the kitchen.

“Bada. Have you been hungry for me all this time?”

Bada looked down at her naked body clearly revealed under the moonlight streaming through the window and his movements, then quickly turned her head away.

Then he grabbed her chin and turned it back as if telling her to look properly, whispering.

“Being like this reminds me of our memories in Bali. Remember? We rolled around like animals all over that villa.”

“…Hah.”

“This manor is just as spacious. We could relive those memories and roll around everywhere here too. How about on the pool table? The grand piano?”

“Are you crazy?”

“Probably.”

“…”

“But you’re the cause.”

His eyes were clouded. As if he was half out of his mind.

With the intensifying pleasure, Bada’s thighs trembled. The fine hairs all over her body stood on end and an overwhelming thrill coursed through her.

“Look at you. So needy.”

Damien pulled her waist toward him with one hand and kissed her as if he would swallow even her moans.

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