Chapter 49
If there was a line in a relationship, he already had crossed it irrevocably.
Relationships that could no longer be concealed with silence and an indecency that couldn’t be revealed.
Obviously, this wasn’t my initial plan.
No, did I even plan it? But I swear I didn’t mean to cause such an obscene result.
In the first place, he was already satisfied just by sitting at Ravia’s feet.
If only she didn’t hate his request this much. If only she hadn’t hurt him every single time, this wouldn’t have happened.
However, their established relationship crumbled away. The crack finally emerged.
The evil butler finally stole his owner’s daughter.
In a sleepless mansion, with tender lips and soft breaths.
Contrary to Tidwell’s assumption that he would be slapped immediately, Ravia did not push him away.
Perhaps due to the shock after getting caught secretly doing something, or perhaps she just realized the raging desire erupting from his hungry eyes since they locked gazes a while ago.
She looked at Tidwell, dazed, and soon lowered her eyelids.
Reluctantly, as people usually do when they bury a truth.
Ravia didn’t push Tidwell away.
That fact alone seemed to melt his mind. He felt a desperate need to bite her soft flesh and force his tongue between her wet lips.
The desire was as rough as how much he held it in.
However, compared to how much he held in, he treated her gently. He changed the angle a few times. Their saliva entangled, gasping in a fit of passion.
Whenever her tightly shut lips opened slightly, obscene noises filled the air as the wet flesh entangled.
Tidwell wrapped an arm around Ravia’s waist, and the hand that had grabbed her chin crept up to her soft cheeks.
Perhaps because she was feeling suffocated, nonetheless blood rushed to the cheeks he was caressing.
She opened her mouth with her eyes closed and flushed cheeks as if she just sprinted here.
Just imagining it made him feel blood rush to his stomach, but now the actual scene played out right before him.
In his arms. In his grasp.
The overwhelming pleasure of tearing off her fancy attire devoured his mind.
Because of that, his kiss was more like an assault.
He pushed himself on her until Ravia’s flushed cheeks turned bright red.
When the gap between their nose bridges began to widen and his opponent was about to resist, he swiftly stopped her with a gentle stroke before pulling her back to his embrace.
Ravia heaved her chest strenuously as such action was repeated, and the saliva flowing down her jaw was lewd.
He tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. When he exposed her red ears, Ravia’s shoulders shuddered heavily as if she was hit by a cold wind.
Just as he felt last time, his sister was quite sensitive. When he touched her hot ear while pressing his lips on hers, her shoulders trembled.
“Umph…”
In the end, she uttered an irresistible moan. It was a moan that couldn’t be heard unless he was very close to her.
Her muffled voice sounded like the melody of a well-tuned instrument, so he trailed his exploration to other places.
Last time, it was near her wingbone. Now it was her ears.
He wanted to know where was next. His instinct seized him.
He ran his fingers through her hair and seized the back of her small head. As his hand slowly slithered down her sensitive neck like a snake, her straight shoulders shook once more.
He wanted to sink his teeth into her soft skin, kiss that flawless skin, and suck where her pulse beat.
At his deliberate touch, Ravia’s eyelids trembled as it continued, asking him to stop.
However, unlike the rage contained within her heated body, she closed her eyelids once more as if dismissing her opponent.
Little did she know it irritated Tidwell more.
Haaa.
Tidwell breathed grimly and called her.
“Sister.”
There was no answer. Silence was the characteristic of those who wanted to turn a blind eye.
Would it be possible for my sister to disregard all of this by closing her eyes alone?
Would it be possible to ignore the fact that she moaned in my arms?
He couldn’t tell for sure since Ravia had always been silent, but one thing was certain, getting ignored by her hurt Tidwell’s heart more than any rejection he had ever experienced before.
Eventually, he whispered into her ear again like a beast suffering from cold winds.
“Sister.”
Answer me. Remember who you were embracing.
Even if you want to continue giving your cold shoulder in order to maintain this absurd brother-sister play, I beg you to show me that the chain between you and me is not one-sided at all……
But Ravia did not answer.
Looking back, it’s true that she didn’t push him away, but she never wrapped her arms around his neck either.
Just because Ravia didn’t reject him, he failed to see another truth.
In the end, Tidwell buried his face on Ravia’s shoulder.
Funnily enough, her hands climbed up his back just as he had always hoped.
Ravia hugged the man who was twice her size and called him gently.
“….Tidwell.”
When he looked up, Ravia, who had closed her eyes as if to ignore him just a while ago, stared at him boldly.
Her calm gaze slowly headed toward the stairs and came back to meet his eyes.
“Don’t you think people will come?”
So let’s move places.
A devious seduction.
Haha. Tidwell let out a dry laugh, a self-deprecating one.
He was simply happy with the fact that it wasn’t one-sided. He embraced Ravia lightly and held her up.
“Then we must run away. I’ll take you anywhere.”
“Please be gentle. I didn’t even wear my shoes today.”
As if to show that she couldn’t run away alone, Ravia dropped her slippers on Tidwell’s feet.
It did seem like Tidwell was kidnapping Ravia, so he laughed in vain.
His hungry heart was sated.
It felt like he was high on drugs.
It felt like he captured something that he’d never been able to reach.
In his elation, there was a fact that Tidwell failed to notice.
Anxiety and conflict that run deeply within him and the series of actions that he took before he exposed everything in front of her.
In fact, it was part of Ravia’s scheme to get a glimpse into him.
‘I hoped that my guess was wrong, though.’
But this was the result.
As she looked at the bedroom door that seemed to recede and become distant over Tidwell’s shoulder, a thought popped into Ravia’s mind.
The more she thought about it, the more bitter it became.
***
When did it start?
Ravia was troubled when the situation progressed quite strangely and by the fact that everything went in her favor.
Perhaps it started when Duke Leontine behaved strangely. To be exact, it was before the charity party, when Duke Leontine suddenly showed affection to Ravia.
Rather than being happy, her father’s sudden affection was more surprising to Ravia, but then again, it wasn’t that surprising when she thought of the biggest variable in the chess game.
Tidwell.
She suspected that her father’s change might be related to Tidwell.
‘It seems Tidwell used his hands….’
At this moment, the most important thing was ‘why’ rather than ‘how’.
Why did Tidwell make things work in my favor?
That was her dilemma. He had nothing to gain if Duke Leontine was kind to her.
It would have been easier to make sense of it if Tidwell was a controlling person. However, as far as she knew Tidwell wasn’t someone to be caught up with the person he wanted to kill.
So why would you lower yourself to this extent and be submissive?
Isn’t it all driven by Tidwell’s cruel and merciless personality? But why?
Are you sheathing your claws? What exactly is your plan?
A few days passed, and she couldn’t move as her anxiety grew and constricted her.
But there was an incident that answered Ravia’s questions.
On the way out of the charity party, and when she led him to Leticia.
-What if I said that I’m not worried?
However briefly, she had caught a glimpse of Tidwell’s desire.
Of course, it was all as Tidwell intended.
An action to provoke Ravia. He wanted her to be hostile to him and incite her hatred even more.
But we have to remember that negativity originated from intense positivity.
Because people naturally tend to hide their truest feelings with the most contradictory ones.
As soon as Ravia realized that Tidwell’s actions were meant to provoke her, she reached a conclusion.
Tidwell wanted her to be hostile, meaning that he wanted her to love him as much as he does.
Chapter 49
If there was a line in a relationship, he already had crossed it irrevocably.
Relationships that could no longer be concealed with silence and an indecency that couldn’t be revealed.
Obviously, this wasn’t my initial plan.
No, did I even plan it? But I swear I didn’t mean to cause such an obscene result.
In the first place, he was already satisfied just by sitting at Ravia’s feet.
If only she didn’t hate his request this much. If only she hadn’t hurt him every single time, this wouldn’t have happened.
However, their established relationship crumbled away. The crack finally emerged.
The evil butler finally stole his owner’s daughter.
In a sleepless mansion, with tender lips and soft breaths.
Contrary to Tidwell’s assumption that he would be slapped immediately, Ravia did not push him away.
Perhaps due to the shock after getting caught secretly doing something, or perhaps she just realized the raging desire erupting from his hungry eyes since they locked gazes a while ago.
She looked at Tidwell, dazed, and soon lowered her eyelids.
Reluctantly, as people usually do when they bury a truth.
Ravia didn’t push Tidwell away.
That fact alone seemed to melt his mind. He felt a desperate need to bite her soft flesh and force his tongue between her wet lips.
The desire was as rough as how much he held it in.
However, compared to how much he held in, he treated her gently. He changed the angle a few times. Their saliva entangled, gasping in a fit of passion.
Whenever her tightly shut lips opened slightly, obscene noises filled the air as the wet flesh entangled.
Tidwell wrapped an arm around Ravia’s waist, and the hand that had grabbed her chin crept up to her soft cheeks.
Perhaps because she was feeling suffocated, nonetheless blood rushed to the cheeks he was caressing.
She opened her mouth with her eyes closed and flushed cheeks as if she just sprinted here.
Just imagining it made him feel blood rush to his stomach, but now the actual scene played out right before him.
In his arms. In his grasp.
The overwhelming pleasure of tearing off her fancy attire devoured his mind.
Because of that, his kiss was more like an assault.
He pushed himself on her until Ravia’s flushed cheeks turned bright red.
When the gap between their nose bridges began to widen and his opponent was about to resist, he swiftly stopped her with a gentle stroke before pulling her back to his embrace.
Ravia heaved her chest strenuously as such action was repeated, and the saliva flowing down her jaw was lewd.
He tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. When he exposed her red ears, Ravia’s shoulders shuddered heavily as if she was hit by a cold wind.
Just as he felt last time, his sister was quite sensitive. When he touched her hot ear while pressing his lips on hers, her shoulders trembled.
“Umph…”
In the end, she uttered an irresistible moan. It was a moan that couldn’t be heard unless he was very close to her.
Her muffled voice sounded like the melody of a well-tuned instrument, so he trailed his exploration to other places.
Last time, it was near her wingbone. Now it was her ears.
He wanted to know where was next. His instinct seized him.
He ran his fingers through her hair and seized the back of her small head. As his hand slowly slithered down her sensitive neck like a snake, her straight shoulders shook once more.
He wanted to sink his teeth into her soft skin, kiss that flawless skin, and suck where her pulse beat.
At his deliberate touch, Ravia’s eyelids trembled as it continued, asking him to stop.
However, unlike the rage contained within her heated body, she closed her eyelids once more as if dismissing her opponent.
Little did she know it irritated Tidwell more.
Haaa.
Tidwell breathed grimly and called her.
“Sister.”
There was no answer. Silence was the characteristic of those who wanted to turn a blind eye.
Would it be possible for my sister to disregard all of this by closing her eyes alone?
Would it be possible to ignore the fact that she moaned in my arms?
He couldn’t tell for sure since Ravia had always been silent, but one thing was certain, getting ignored by her hurt Tidwell’s heart more than any rejection he had ever experienced before.
Eventually, he whispered into her ear again like a beast suffering from cold winds.
“Sister.”
Answer me. Remember who you were embracing.
Even if you want to continue giving your cold shoulder in order to maintain this absurd brother-sister play, I beg you to show me that the chain between you and me is not one-sided at all……
But Ravia did not answer.
Looking back, it’s true that she didn’t push him away, but she never wrapped her arms around his neck either.
Just because Ravia didn’t reject him, he failed to see another truth.
In the end, Tidwell buried his face on Ravia’s shoulder.
Funnily enough, her hands climbed up his back just as he had always hoped.
Ravia hugged the man who was twice her size and called him gently.
“….Tidwell.”
When he looked up, Ravia, who had closed her eyes as if to ignore him just a while ago, stared at him boldly.
Her calm gaze slowly headed toward the stairs and came back to meet his eyes.
“Don’t you think people will come?”
So let’s move places.
A devious seduction.
Haha. Tidwell let out a dry laugh, a self-deprecating one.
He was simply happy with the fact that it wasn’t one-sided. He embraced Ravia lightly and held her up.
“Then we must run away. I’ll take you anywhere.”
“Please be gentle. I didn’t even wear my shoes today.”
As if to show that she couldn’t run away alone, Ravia dropped her slippers on Tidwell’s feet.
It did seem like Tidwell was kidnapping Ravia, so he laughed in vain.
His hungry heart was sated.
It felt like he was high on drugs.
It felt like he captured something that he’d never been able to reach.
In his elation, there was a fact that Tidwell failed to notice.
Anxiety and conflict that run deeply within him and the series of actions that he took before he exposed everything in front of her.
In fact, it was part of Ravia’s scheme to get a glimpse into him.
‘I hoped that my guess was wrong, though.’
But this was the result.
As she looked at the bedroom door that seemed to recede and become distant over Tidwell’s shoulder, a thought popped into Ravia’s mind.
The more she thought about it, the more bitter it became.
***
When did it start?
Ravia was troubled when the situation progressed quite strangely and by the fact that everything went in her favor.
Perhaps it started when Duke Leontine behaved strangely. To be exact, it was before the charity party, when Duke Leontine suddenly showed affection to Ravia.
Rather than being happy, her father’s sudden affection was more surprising to Ravia, but then again, it wasn’t that surprising when she thought of the biggest variable in the chess game.
Tidwell.
She suspected that her father’s change might be related to Tidwell.
‘It seems Tidwell used his hands….’
At this moment, the most important thing was ‘why’ rather than ‘how’.
Why did Tidwell make things work in my favor?
That was her dilemma. He had nothing to gain if Duke Leontine was kind to her.
It would have been easier to make sense of it if Tidwell was a controlling person. However, as far as she knew Tidwell wasn’t someone to be caught up with the person he wanted to kill.
So why would you lower yourself to this extent and be submissive?
Isn’t it all driven by Tidwell’s cruel and merciless personality? But why?
Are you sheathing your claws? What exactly is your plan?
A few days passed, and she couldn’t move as her anxiety grew and constricted her.
But there was an incident that answered Ravia’s questions.
On the way out of the charity party, and when she led him to Leticia.
-What if I said that I’m not worried?
However briefly, she had caught a glimpse of Tidwell’s desire.
Of course, it was all as Tidwell intended.
An action to provoke Ravia. He wanted her to be hostile to him and incite her hatred even more.
But we have to remember that negativity originated from intense positivity.
Because people naturally tend to hide their truest feelings with the most contradictory ones.
As soon as Ravia realized that Tidwell’s actions were meant to provoke her, she reached a conclusion.
Tidwell wanted her to be hostile, meaning that he wanted her to love him as much as he does.
