The Prince Who Loved Me - Chapter 89

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Chapter 89

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Damien held Bada in his arms, roughly covered their bodies with a robe, and headed to his bedroom.

Bang!

The door closed with a rough sound.

Unable to even spare the time to reach the bed, he swept away the picture frames and books on the dresser right next to the door with his hand.

Damien placed Bada on top of the dresser and threw off the robe with impatient hands, pulling down his drawers.

“Oh… darling.”

He half-closed his eyes, swept back his sweat-dampened hair, and bit his lower lip.

It felt like his body was melting, like when you first immerse yourself in a warm bath on a cold winter day.

Lost in that ecstatic sensation, Damien muttered lowly, “This is trouble.” He knew well that it would be nearly impossible to go back to before experiencing this pleasure.

“Ha, ngh.”

Bada gripped the edge of the dresser tightly and gritted her teeth.

Her whole body felt like it would split in half. Heat rose in her stomach as if she had swallowed a ball of fire.

Damien stroked her cheek with gentle hands and said.

“You’re doing well.”

“…Hng.”

Damien stopped moving and kissed Bada’s lips.

Damien mixed his tongue wildly while caressing her cheek with his thumb.

And taking advantage of her being distracted by the kiss, he began to move.

“Hmm…”

The dresser creaked and shook unsteadily.

“Ah, the, the dresser. It’s going to break…”

Damien clicked his tongue and made Bada wrap her legs around his waist.

Then he lightly lifted her body into the air.

Damien handled her body, which had stiffened from the tingling sensation, like a toy.

His strength and speed were so incredible, it felt exactly like riding not a person but a machine designed for sex.

Damien wrapped Bada’s arms around his neck as if telling her to cling to him.

“That bastard MacAllister will never know this side of you.”

“…”

“…So don’t go. Stay by my side.”

“…”

“Answer me. You won’t go anywhere, right?”

Damien whispered desperately. As if clinging to her.

He frowned at Bada, who only let out moans instead of answering.

“Why aren’t you answering?”

His heart suddenly sank.

“Haa… Haa…”

Bada looked up at him while breathing heavily. Why did he suddenly stop?

“I’m asking why you’re not answering.”

“Wh, what answer?”

Bada, who had been lost in pleasure and missed what he said earlier, only looked confused.

At her words, he licked his upper lip with his tongue and laughed as if incredulous. Then he narrowed his brow and spoke in a low voice.

“Are you going to pretend you didn’t hear?”

“…No, no. That’s not it.”

“I won’t do it until you answer.”

Damien, who had been staring at Bada with an unreadable expression, slowly opened his mouth.

“That you won’t leave me. That you’ll only do this with me.”

“…”

Somehow his voice seemed to tremble.

Bada struggled to gather her scattered thoughts and said.

“O, okay.”

Damien held Bada tightly and breathed heavily.

Every time wave-like climaxes swept over them several times, their bodies trembled simultaneously.

Before Bada could even catch her breath, Damien carried her toward the bed.

Laying her on the bed, he left light kisses from her forehead to the tip of her nose. The cute bird kisses became intense the moment their lips touched.

Damien mixed his tongue as if he would invade deep into her throat. His member showed movement again from their closely pressed lower bodies.

“Ahng…”

After that, the two clung to each other frantically without a moment’s respite.

Bada had to receive him again and again while pinned beneath Damien’s heavy body.

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Bada let out shallow breaths while held in Damien’s arms.

He had pounced on Bada with the intention of trying every position imaginable.

After devouring each other madly all night, dawn was already breaking outside the window.

Bada’s whole body grew drowsy from Damien’s warm body temperature and his hand stroking her hair.

Slowly blinking her eyelashes, she finally remembered what question Damien had pressed her to answer during sex.

‘That bastard MacAllister will never know this side of you.’

‘…’

‘…So don’t go. Stay by my side.’

‘…’

‘Answer me. You won’t go anywhere, right?’

She had thought it was just dirty talk meant to excite her.

But his eyes flashed with fiery jealousy and his voice was tinged with desperation.

Yet at the same time, his hands touching her were endlessly gentle and soft, creating a strange contrast.

Come to think of it, the kiss at the polo match had also been very persistent.

She recalled the movement of his tongue, as if trying to confirm that she belonged to him.

‘Could that have been because of Jacob too?’

Bada recalled the confession Jacob had made to her at the lodge a few days ago.

‘Bada, the person I truly loved was you. Then, and now.’

Bada couldn’t hide her bewilderment at his confession. Everything was confusing and dizzying.

At the same time, Damien’s face came to mind. If he knew I received a confession, how would Damien react?

Would he get angry and bring up the contract clauses? Or…?

In that moment, Bada realized that her heart was directed toward Damien, not Jacob.

‘If it had been a few years ago, I would have been overjoyed at Jacob’s confession. But now I don’t feel anything. I can only think of Damien.’

Seeing Bada’s evasive attitude, Jacob, who sensed his fate, hung his head.

‘Sorry, Bada. This must be suddenly confusing.’

‘…No. Thank you for being honest with me, Jacob.’

That day, Jacob was still as handsome and kind as he had been in her memories.

No, he had an even more mature, adult charm than before. Then what exactly had changed?

Even in that moment, Damien’s face kept flickering before her eyes.

Jacob spoke in a voice that sounded resigned.

‘You must love that man very much.’

After hesitating for a moment, Bada nodded slightly.

‘…Am I too late? If I had been a little faster, if the timing had been right, would it have been different? Ha, sorry. I shouldn’t be asking such foolish questions.’

Was it really just a matter of timing, as Jacob said?

Well, perhaps?

But it couldn’t be dismissed as simply a matter of timing.

The feelings she had for Jacob were those of an immature first love.

It was like a beautiful fairy tale wrapped in fantasy.

On the other hand, nothing about Damien was easy.

Their feelings for each other kept missing each other, hitting obstacles. There were many times when she unintentionally faced Damien’s dark side.

But despite all that, her feelings for him only grew day by day.

She felt like she could love even Damien’s shadows.

It was true that those past summers could be beautiful thanks to Jacob, but now it was time to move on to autumn.

Bada looked at Jacob with eyes tinged with sadness and said.

‘Thank you for creating wonderful memories with me every summer, Jacob. I really mean it.’

Finishing her reminiscence, Bada lifted her head to look up at Damien.

Damien, who had been lost in deep thought while playing with Bada’s hair, also quietly met her gaze.

Just then, the dawn light coming through the window made his eyes shine in an enchanting violet blue.

Ah.

Only then did Bada realize something important, feeling a thrill run down the back of her neck.

What she realized was this:

His eyes, which changed color depending on the intensity of light, sparkled in their most beautiful color when looking at her.

‘See, you love me too.’

She didn’t know why he kept trying to hide his emotions, but suddenly it felt like such an obvious fact that he loved her.

His fierce jealousy, his irrational panic when she was attacked with eggs.

And how he pretended not to care on the surface while thoroughly taking care of her behind the scenes—all of it flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

Suddenly, all the time she had spent wondering and worrying seemed ridiculous.

‘No matter how much you try to hide your love, you can’t hide the color of your eyes.’

Bada called to him in a gentle voice.

“Damien.”

He responded in a low voice.

“Yeah.”

“I bet on Orpheus.”

At Bada’s confession, Damien stopped the hand that had been playing with her hair.

He looked at her with slightly surprised eyes.

“I didn’t care that Orpheus had lower odds than Jacob’s horse. Even if the odds had been terrible, I would have bet on your horse.”

“….”

“No, I would have bet on you.”

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