Chapter 52: CH 26.1

She thought her first kiss would be with Salton, who was going to be her husband . . . On the contrary, she showed Salton the image of her kissing another man. Misery came rushing in at the thought that everything had been ruined.

An awkward sigh escaped from behind the man’s shoulder. And the footsteps that had stopped, moved again and began to move further and further away. Salton must have decided to go somewhere else because he judged that they were lovers enjoying a secret tryst.

Anne shook her head. The man continued to devour her lips, but he whispered softly to her without opening his mouth.

“Pathetic fiance. He went away without knowing what his fiance was doing with another man.”

“Huuhh.”

Every time the man spoke, she could feel his hot breath. In part because of her breathlessness, Anne lost her words and simply sobbed. The shock of the first kiss for the first time in her life seemed to empty her head.

Anne closed her eyes. Why did she have to be subjected to this? She also felt resentment toward Salton. However, she couldn’t blame him because the sight of them rubbing each other’s faces while clinging to each other under the tree would only be seen as a pair of lovers. He would never dream that his virtuous fiancee, who ran away from his arms, would be kissing a stranger. Still, she couldn’t help but feel pain.

“You’re still expecting the man called your fiance to save you.”

“Haa . . . How dare . . . you do this . . . Huh . . .”

She spoke sharply, but the man became more daring. Her waist was pulled tighter, and the man’s hand gripped her neckline.

As he patted the nape of Anne’s pale neck and swept around her head, her finely curled hair fell around her like a waterfall. Anne’s slender shoulders curled inward as his cold fingers touched her scalp.

The fumbling fingertips pressed firmly against the back of Anne’s head, and the man’s lips were pressed down to her cheeks. The man’s sharp nose pressed against Anne’s nose, causing her nose to bend.

“Ummm . . .”

The root of her tongue felt as though it was about to be pulled out, but then he broke in again and pushed it inside. The delicate flesh was rubbed against his tongue as he moved in and out, and their intertwined tongues pounded on her inside as if it would swallow her all. Even after he swept her teeth, when he found her tongue hiding for a moment, he wrapped it tightly around again and dove through.

“Haauhhh.”

Anne’s mask slammed against the man’s mask and fell to the floor. Then the corners of her eyes, wet with tears, appeared. Seeing her quivering eyelashes wet with the wetness, the man satisfiedly pulled her closer to him.

“Ha— uh . . .”

The man’s hot breath warmed her inside, and Anne suddenly burst into tears. Clear water dripped down due to the humiliation of her first kiss being given to a stranger who she didn’t know.

Today was weird. She was more impulsive and emotional than usual. Just after a conversation with Siena, she wasn’t her usual self. She ran away from her fiance, to whom she had promised her obedience, as well.

Was this punishment? Anne was confused as to why she had to go through such a storm in her serene life. She blamed her throbbing heart, which was about to explode to the current situation.

The man who had rushed in was now leisurely and tenaciously coveting her lips. He sucked at them, licking tightly, lest he would miss a single spot of flesh that had not been touched. The man devoured her passionately, without haste, and her lips were violently tingling.

As Anne’s head was tilted back and her chin was lifted as the hand gripped her hair, the man’s lips slid softly over the nape of her neck. There was a chu sound. As he tried to leave a mark, Anne pinched him. The man smiled ridiculously.

“Even if you make a fuss, there is no one to come and save you now.”

“Huuh . . . Heup . . . Huh . . .”

The sound of her fiance’s distant footsteps had long since disappeared. As if the man never cared about in the first place, he concentrated on carving a red mark on the flesh exposed by Anne’s dress. It was deliberately done to draw her fiance’s attention.

It was difficult to gauge how much time had passed since she had endured this humiliating harassment, before the man finally opened his mouth. Even though there was no light, the man’s shiny lips were clearly visible.

Anne was about to scream, but she suddenly realized what had happened and closed her mouth. Her make-up must have been messed up by the man’s saliva, and her hair would look like she had been rolling around through the garden. The lips that she was about to close were stinging.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had so much fun. What to do . . . The lower part is also tempting.”

The man blatantly lowered his gaze to her lower body. Anne, startled by the gaze, grabbed her dress with her trembling hands.

“I want to fuck you right now.”