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Bianca's face turned into contemplation as she recalled her first experience with him.
In that moment, Zachary was impatient, anxious, and rough, as if he were embracing a woman for the first time.
But that was more than enough to prepare. Bianca nodded determinedly.
Zachary, who had confirmed until the last minute, leaned toward Bianca. When Zachary's warm breath touched her cheek, Bianca closed her eyes involuntarily.
His lips slid across her cheeks, down her chin and down her neck. The bare neck, without collar, rested under her lips.
The tension was similar to that of a wolf hunting for meat.
Bianca's body stiffened, unconsciously, at the touch of firm lips brushing her delicate skin.
Zachary pressed Bianca's lips together as if marking her and ran his hand up Bianca's skirt. Zachary's hand reached for Bianca's thigh, passing through the generous hem of the fabric that wrapped around her leg.
He felt that he would become intoxicated with the soft skin that touched his palm, but that was not enough.
-The clothes.
She could hear a murky voice close to her ear, and Bianca unconsciously clenched her thighs.
"Can I take it off?"
Before long, Zachary's hand moved to Bianca's waist. Bianca's coat had been thrown away a long time ago, and her clothes were about as messy as she could get.
Bianca deliberately answered bluntly to hide her embarrassment.
"You can't do it without undressing."
Then, he jumped up from his spot, turned his back on Zachary, and sat back down. It was a bold move, but his heart sped up. Just because Zachary wasn't visible to the eye didn't mean she didn't feel his presence. Every time he felt him move, Bianca's body trembled.
Bianca was a noblewoman with a maid always on hand, so the button on her dress was behind her back. Zachary brushed Bianca's long hair over her shoulder, exposing her back, struggling to remove buttons that were too small for her fingers.
But it wasn't easy. It was so embarrassing that Bianca felt completely embarrassed.
Unlike Zachary's light attire, Bianca was dressed in garments large enough to keep her warm. Bianca added cautiously, thinking that even though she specified the first night, she might look like she was protecting herself from him.
I'm so dressed because...
-Nope. This is correct.
Zachary murmured, concentrating.
After a long, clumsy effort, he undid Bianca's last button. Just then, Zachary slowly teased with a sigh.
"If you had been a bit more disheveled, wouldn't I have needed to ask for your understanding in advance?"
Zachary said it casually, but it was different for Bianca.
Bianca lowered her head as if to cover her flushed face.
Then Bianca's silk clothes slipped off her shoulders. Her rounded shoulders and prominent shoulder blades shone white in the middle of the night. Zachary groaned softly as strands of stony hair hung over her shoulder.
The legs under the dress were exposed and it didn't take long for Bianca to be naked.
Bianca unconsciously pulled the blanket up and covered her chest. She didn't trust her body enough to proudly display her immature breasts.
Zachary took a deep breath and stripped off his clothes. Unlike Bianca, who could take her clothes on and off with the need for someone to attend to her at all times, Zachary, who almost lived on the battlefield, did everything alone.
Unlike the painstaking labor of painstakingly removing Bianca's clothes, he undressed with deft, urgent movements.
Zachary's muscular torso was revealed in front of Bianca.
A perfect body like the male god of war in mythology.
Bianca moaned involuntarily at his strong body that everyone seemed to admire.
And soon he dropped his pants. For some reason, she was under the illusion that he was much larger than he remembered. Embarrassed, Bianca inadvertently avoided her gaze.
An unknown sense of shame enveloped her. It was embarrassing to see and not see.
Although his body is virgin, his mind is not, what is the reason for such shame?
With Fernand she was mostly dressed, and when it came to Zachary, all the lights were always off at night.
Also, Bianca in her previous life avoided seeing him, this was the first time she had seen him openly.
So this blatant situation was shameful. Bianca, who objectively recognized him, asked in a trembling voice.
"Turn off the lights, please."
-Nope.
Contrary to Bianca's thought that she would gladly listen to his request to turn off the lights, Zachary shook his head firmly. Bianca, not expecting to be rebuffed, looked at Zachary startled, and Zachary, who had taken off all his clothes, walked up to Bianca and answered her.
-I do not want to hurt you.
Bianca couldn't understand Zachary. The first night in Bianca's memory was spent in darkness and silence. But now it was different. The dim light of a candle, a small conversation. It was a slight difference that others couldn't understand, but for Bianca, the gap was too big.
What the hell happened to make him change?
Come to think of it, it was Zachary who pretended not to listen to Bianca's request to join her in consummating their marriage. What was it that shook him? The heat of the tournament? The handkerchief Bianca gave him?
They were both correct.
In fact, Zachary's sudden behavior was due to the love that he could no longer reject, and the jealousy that he had suppressed until now had reached its limit.
But neither jealousy nor love were present in Bianca's expectations.
Jealousy and love weren't the only ones now piercing Zachary's heart. Even before Bianca returned, they were clearly present inside Zachary.
However, the only thing Zachary could get from Bianca before he returned was coldness. They didn't even speak properly, so they didn't know each other's innermost thoughts, and even if they did, they would have been repulsed by the deep-seated hostility Bianca had at the time.
So, Zachary kept his mouth shut, staying around Bianca to watch over her and only reaching out to her at unavoidable moments. Of course, it was because he was afraid of Bianca's rejection.
Bianca had no way of confirming that fact. She just continued to speculate to no avail, not even guessing Zachary's true intentions.
To be honest, Bianca wasn't really guessing for the answer. It was to focus on something else and forget the weight of the situation for a moment, but Bianca's other thoughts didn't last long. Every time Zachary moved, all of his senses turned to him, and in the end, her efforts to pretend not to know were in vain.
"You're like a little bird.
Zachary climbed onto the bed and gently held the back of Bianca's neck, stroking her cheek with his thumb. It was a clumsy gesture, he didn't seem to know how much force to apply.
“If he pushed a bit, you'll hurt yourself.
Bianca pulled the blanket up even higher and covered her chest as she murmured back.
“…You will be disappointed.
-That will not happen.
Zachary said sternly and leaned towards Bianca. Holding Bianca by the nape of her neck, he gently lowered her onto her bed and lowered himself on top of her.
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