Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 16

Chapter 8.2

If he let me go, it felt like I would fall to the floor and break at any moment. I wanted to wrap my arms around his waist or just wrap my arms around him. However, without his permission, I just tried not to touch anything.

Raniero licked my lips again at my crying moan.

I swallowed little by little to keep the s*liva from spilling out, which led to me s*cking his tongue. Fortunately, he didn’t look offended. Rather, he just twisted his head slightly and went deeper. His body and mine were tightly attached to each other. In this large audience room where no one was here, this was the place where a high-ranking nobleman who was trying to frame me a while ago was lying down… the only thing that echoed behind the sp*rt was the wet sound of lips caressing and tongue.

While I was thinking about something else for a moment, the stimulus in my mouth r*bbed a soft spot, and I involuntarily tilted my head.

“Anng…”

This person, really…

My only feelings for him were fear, though this kiss made my tailb*ne feel tingly. That must be why I have lost my mind for a moment and held onto him. At that moment, I could feel a hard sensation on my back all of a sudden, and I was petrified.

“Ack…!”

When I opened my eyes in surprise, I was sitting on the throne of Actilus.

“Yo, Your Majesty…”

“Is there something wrong?”

Raniero parted his lips and pressed his forehead onto mine. His lips and breath were hot as we had been mixing tongues for a while and sharing body temperature.

“B-but, here…”

“An audience chamber.”

“Th, that’s not it!”

Ugh, it’s the throne…!

Raniero hates seeing other people take over his position. One of the most evident parts that insinuated that was the fact that he didn’t allow anyone to touch his body. Nevertheless, he sat me down on the throne like this…

My mind went blank.

“Your Majesty… Ho, how dare I—”

As I, who had now become poorly dressed, sat down on the throne, Raniero took a few steps back and gazed at me before opening his mouth.

“You’re small.”

That was absurd.

Obviously, I’m small compared to Raniero. Even though he was slender, he was tall and strong, while I, Angelica, was much shorter than him. Of course, it was also because the people of the Unro Kingdom were smaller than the people of Actilus.

Perhaps, it was more appropriate to say that I was buried rather than sitting on a throne even now…

“Very small… Insignificant.”

A voice that sounded like a whisper to a lover, but his words were cold. Hearing that, I glanced at him with a face as though I was having a stomach ache before turning back to the throne like I was laden. At the same time, my lips quivered as words I couldn’t say just lingered on them. Raniero clenched his jaw and smiled low.

“Haha. You don’t fit the throne at all.”

Only then did I know why he was able to put me on the throne.

…Because Angelica Unro was so small and insignificant that there was no threat to his existence.

No matter if you put a dog at the table, it could never become a human./span>

To be honest, I was happy that I had such a presence to him. It was good that he didn’t pay too much attention to me, because it would be difficult to run away.

Eventually, he walked towards me again.

As I lowered my eyes with my lips trembling, he tucked the hair behind my ears tenderly before raising up my dress to expose my calves. From the neck of my ankles to my calves, he brushed his palms softly and touched the conc*ve part of the knee with his thumb. Slowly, Raniero slipped his fingertips through the top of my socks and rolled them down.

Feeling helpless, I could only wave my hand somewhere in the air above his head without saying anything. His laugh expressed how ridiculous I must have looked to him, even though he didn’t actually say it.

“Why? Are you happy?”

It was the tone of a boy who shot a bird for the first time with a slingshot he made himself. It seemed as though it became fun entertainment for him to torment me in pleas*re. This was a game to gauge when I would hang on to him without knowing the subject and offend him.

In the original novel, he only played a winning game.

Needless to say, Raniero had the confidence to bring me down. I had no choice but to speak honestly as I struggled with his touch digging into me.

Because he doesn’t tolerate lies.

“…Yes, Your Majesty. I feel good.”

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