The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Tw: S*xual content

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If she hadn't moved any further, he might have mistaken it for time standing still instead of his breath. Ines, who had stood inside the door for a moment, approached him with a graceful, almost ethereal gait.

The negligee, as thin as a dragonfly's wing, clung to and fell along her voluptuous curves as she moved. [ʏᴜʟʜᴇʏᴜɴ] In contrast to her graceful movements, her br*easts swayed freely in her negligee, causing ripples in the thin fabric.

Cárcel made a conscious effort not to gaze too intently at her n*pples protruding beneath the excessively thin white cloth. Nor did he dare to let his eyes wander to her slender waist below, or to the secretive undergrowth beneath that.

However, everything looked excessively good without even trying. Ah, this damn……. He averted his gaze as if fleeing from her, tormented by a strange sense of guilt, then helplessly turned his gaze back, unable to overcome the impulse.

As if worried that if he didn't keep watching, he might wake up from a dream... Maybe so. There had never been a dream featuring Ines Valeztena where he hadn't acted foolishly.

Ines's elegant slippers, wrapped in blue satin, made only the slightest sound as they grazed the carpet. Yet, with each quiet step she took, a loud noise rang in his ears, and it took Cárcel about twenty seconds to realize it was the sound of his own stupid heartbeat.

Behind her, Juana quietly closed the door. As if doubly confirming that they had verified each other's identities in their wedding chamber on their first night, the bride's loyal maid closed the door only when her mistress had stopped a mere three paces away from the groom.

Click, with that quiet sound, the pounding that had been shaking his body finally fell to his feet.

Outside, Ines's maids, along with the key attendants of Valeztena and Escalante families, would be lined up. Originally, this was a task for relatives, but considering it wasn't a hundred years ago, there were hardly any nobles who would willingly stand guard all night in front of someone else's bridal chamber, pondering things like, ‘When on the earth will my nephew finally ejaculate…’

Thanks to this, the relatives, whose faces she would be too embarrassed to meet in the morning, were gone, but instead, as soon as they opened that door, there would be servants lined up with bored expressions, waiting for morning to come. No matter how thick the door, there was no way to stop the sounds escaping through the cracks, and even with changing times, the first night remained on display.

Nevertheless, the moment the door closed, Cárcel was captivated by the perfect silence, as if only he and she—the two of them alone—remained in the world.

As if everyone else besides them existed beyond the far reaches of the world…….

He, the one who had arbitrarily sent perfectly healthy, living people to the afterlife, closed the distance of a few steps Ines had left between them in an instant.

The candle flames on the table flickered at Cárcel's striding steps, causing their shadows to momentarily lengthen. Now, they could see each other's faces.

"……."

"……."

The silence was wonderful and perfect, but whether it would remain so was uncertain.

Ines, having confirmed Cárcel's expression, was looking at him with a subtle expression that was neither a smile, a frown, nor complete neutrality.

Of course, considering it was Ines, this could be considered a very friendly reaction. Especially considering the situation where she was so blatantly exposed, baring her entire body, in contrast to her usual fear of even covering herself completely in a black dress……. His gaze lingered once again on her chest, which openly revealed her naked breasts.

A dry breath once went down his throat. Cárcel slowly distorted his expression.

"...No way, did you come all the way here like this?"

After spitting it out, it sounded like he was angry, so Cárcel quickly bent his handsome lips into a smile as if to appease. But even that looked a little fierce. Of course, there was no sincerity.

Ines shrugged nonchalantly.

"Yeah, I originally have exhibitionism."

"What?”

"...With whose eyes did you see Juana taking my robe? Don't worry, because I won't go crazy as soon as I get married as you expected.”

Ines lightly rebuked him, as if he couldn't understand this level of joke. However, his gaze was fixed on her chest and he could not see her moving.

The beginning must have been anxious suspicion, but now it is like a naive persistence like a boy who saw a woman's naked body for the first time. It wasn't even naked... Cárcel finally realized what his eyeballs were doing, let out a nervous sigh, and repeatedly dry-washed his face.

Perhaps at that time, it was clear that he had a little luck. [ʏᴜʟʜᴇʏᴜɴ] Because Ines' gaze was directed at the food on the table with a little regret.

Of course, it was very momentary. Whatever it was, it had to be a flawless wedding night for her... Anyway, the 'work' would be over soon, and when Cárcel fell asleep, it was the food that would eventually go into her mouth.

Ines abandoned her trivial regrets and equipped herself with a sense of duty.

if to proceed with the work in order, her cold green eyes looked at the edge of the field of vision that Cárcel's large body was blocking.

It was the bed they were going to have their first night on.

"Aren't you going?"

"...Where?"

"Bed.”

Cárcel sighed instead of answering without even looking back at the bed. As if he had become a novice who didn't know where to start, with a blank head, when a calm face talking about a bed came in - blood rushed down as if it were a matter of another country.

Bed, just said that one word... As soon as he stood up, dozens of positions with Ines that he had experienced in his dreams unfolded on the bed. Even while doing so, his limbs were stiff as if they were broken. It's an embarrassing result.

He thought he might become impotent someday, but his lower body stood up in an instant and his head went into heat, but he never thought he would become a eunuch with that perfect combination.….

That moment.

Ines suddenly let the negligee slide down to her feet and calmly pulled her feet out of it. With a detachment as if she had practiced it somewhere a few times.

"...You, what the..."

"You have to take it off anyway."

"…..."

"To save you the trouble.”

While Cárcel was looking at her from head to toe without blinking an eye, Ines parted her long hair over her chest and behind her back as if he was not visible for a moment.

Her hair, still slightly wet, looked a little wetter than it actually was because it was oiled and combed, and at the same time made Ines's white face look lewd.

“And you?"

".….."

“Are you going to keep wearing it?"

"…..."

"Should I take it off for you?”

It seemed like Ines kept asking him something. But he couldn't hear anything.

The beautifully shaped breasts that had been exposed for a moment were half covered by her hair, but Cárcel, as if he had never been obsessed with it, was completely captivated by Ines's eyes, her sharp nose, and her thick lips.

Ironically, what drives him is not the naked body that appeared in his dreams, but the things he always thought he knew well.

Just licking her lips slightly with her tongue, lust arose as if he had swallowed fire in his stomach.

"Ah... do you prefer doing it with clothes on? I've heard that there are people like that."

"…..."

"I'm okay to wear it again.”

She slightly bent down and reached down as if to put the negligee back on. [ʏᴜʟʜᴇʏᴜɴ] He was out of his mind, but she was really...

Suddenly he was angry. How, how could she be so nonchalant.

As if it was nothing, as if the fact that it was the first night and that he was the groom meant nothing... how could she be like that? Driving him half crazy with a single word and gesture, and then, as if she didn't care if he looked or not…

There's a limit to looking down on people, isn't there? But as soon as he thought so, he soon admitted that he was a really ridiculous human being. Especially to Ines Valeztena - no, to her, who finally got the name of Escalante as she wished.

But he had never felt like this before.

The hair that flowed down her bent back to the side, and a pair of clear breasts that were shaking as she reached out and waved the negligee down…

He was already amazed again. Who was she trying to tease?

Cárcel swallowed his sharp, splitting breath and answered.

"...Putting your clothes back on…. Never, don't even think about doing such thing in front of me."

The moment Ines obediently put down the negligee she had already grabbed at those words. As if even that obedience was not enough, Cárcel grabbed her upper arm.

And he brought her back to the way she was a little faster than Ines intended.

"Because you're perfect as you are.”

Her round green eyes, rarely showing surprise, were lovely to look at, but he didn't have time to leisurely appreciate them. Feeling lovely made his lower body even harder.

He tilted his head down as if to kiss her lips at any moment. [ʏᴜʟʜᴇʏᴜɴ] Ines flinched with her round eyes to avoid his lips, but Cárcel leisurely kissed her lower cheek and grabbed her breasts without warning.

She took a quick breath. Before she could come to her senses, his leg pushed between her bare legs.

"…...!”

It was the moment when Ines moved her lips blankly several times without making a sound, her legs spread apart helplessly.

A large palm covered her buttocks, and soon her body was lifted into the air as if it were ridiculous. With just the power of one hand.