Achilleon, who threatened her in a cold voice, came closer again to clash their lips.

“Ungh… Your Highness.”

Hazel was overwhelmed by his violent force as she fought and tried to avoid his attack by moving her head from side to side.

“Why, have you come to your senses now?”

He held a smile in his mouth as if the situation were the same as earlier.

“What should you do, Hazel?”

“It’s too late.”

He smiled languidly. Hazel finally realized what she had done once she saw that face. No one could save her by this time.

He was never the type to let go of the prey that finally walked into his arms with their own feet.

“Your Highness, Your… Ugh….”

Achilleon lowered his head and buried his face in Hazel’s neck. His lips went down without hesitation, passing through her earlobe, the nape of her neck, and collarbone.

“Don’t cry.”

He said while licking the tears that ran down on her cheeks.

“Because I don’t want to stop here.”

“…….”

“You’ll have to give yourself to me completely.”

“I-I’m….”

Achilleon grabbed Hazel’s chin when she was trying to push him away again and made her looked up at him.

“What did you see, Hazel?”

“…….”

With his dark blue eyes asking incisive questions, Hazel stopped all resistance she had launched to break away from him.

“What the hell did you see that you came here while looking so dumbfounded, huh?”

His gentle and amused voice reminded Hazel of the scene that unfolded before her eyes in the garden a while ago. Sisef and Lorette fell into their own world to the point they didn’t care about her existence there.

“I’m…”

Her white and firm lips began to be tinged with color as soon as Achilleon nibbled on it.

“Achilleon.”

Achilleon looked at Hazel as if he was a little surprised and smiled at her.

“You’ve never called me by my name before.”

His smiling face with the voice smeared with deep ecstasy.

“Disgracefully.”

Contrary to what he said, a faint smile spread on his lips. Hazel’s tearful eyes looked at him.

“…Achilleon.”

Achilleon’s mouth was curved upward when she called him one more time.

“Give me a hug.”

Hazel whispered as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Tears that were dripping down her cheeks dampened her chest.

“Please…”

She kept thinking of Sisef and Lorette kissing passionately whenever she closed her eyes.

“So I won’t… be able to think of anything.”

The moment when the arms that embraced her were in full strength.

Scrack.

The wet dress was torn apart mercilessly by Achilleon’s hands. Hazel gasped breathlessly as she was laying under him at that moment.

Hazel shuddered and hugged Achilleon when her wet body came into contact with his hot one. The warmth felt really good that it burrowed into her like crazy.

“Achilleon, Achilleon….”

Hazel cried while wriggling her body around whenever the man poured kisses and she called his name over and over.

Achilleon with the obvious face as a ruler, a strong and beautiful man whose body was situated over her and then he lowered his body against her.

Ah, well.

Hazel smiled with watery eyes. A face that only desired and looked at her. She even liked this kind of brief illusion. If she could cut off the thought about Sisef only for a moment with this.

Hazel stretched out her hand again, and Achilleon responded by reaching and digging deeply into her.

He grabbed Hazel’s hand that was trying to push his body away and kissed each knuckle of her finger while she was squirming in pain.

“How pretty you are being like this.”

Even among the continuous rough gestures, he coaxed her with his talking manner which was as sweet and gentle as ever.

“Gasp…”

Hazel cried while clinging to him, and even in the relationship that built between them, she still threw herself at him, putting everything aside.

Hazel woke up from her deadly sleep. She wondered how much time had passed. The sound of rain could no longer be heard. Single groan automatically escaped Hazel’s mouth when she felt pains all over her body.

Even though she had woken up from her sleep, her body couldn’t move freely. Because of Achilleon who was asleep with his arms wrapped around her body.

Their bodies were covered by the white sheets. It was clear evidence that everything happened in this bedroom wasn’t a dream.

Hazel looked at Achilleon’s face quietly in the dark. The shadow was visible as a result of his long eyelashes beneath his closed eyes.

Hazel turned a little to get out of his arms. It was when she took off his steel-like arms that were wrapped around her and untied his fingers carefully.

“What are you doing?”

His previously closed eyes opened slowly. Overwhelmed by the blue eyes from eyelids that just opened, Hazel flinched and shuddered.

“I guess I fell asleep while waiting for you to wake up.”

“Oh…”

Hazel dragged the sheets to cover herself with an embarrassed face. There was a dark smile on Achilleon’s lips looking at the hand that worked hard to hide her body from him.

“But even so you woke up earlier than me.”

Hazel’s face became even redder when she realized what his languid smile meant.

The two were covered by the same sheet, and the fabric that was covering Achilleon’s body was coming off little by little every time Hazel groaned and pulled on the sheet toward her.

Perhaps because he woke up later than her, Achilleon looked messy, his side which she had never seen before. His naturally disheveled hair on his forehead and half-closed eyes reminded her of a defenseless beast.

His relaxed state when knowing that no one would harm him.

It was possible for Achilleon to do that because this was his own place.

Hazel has spent a long time looking at the body and face of the beautiful face with a fascinated look on her face.

“What are you looking at with that kind of look?”

Hazel came back to her senses at Achilleon’s question. He was looking at her with an interesting look.

By the time Hazel realized that she had gawked at him while observing him thoroughly, she just wanted to find and enter a hole. But there was no other choice.

She was enraptured by Achilleon’s appearance, which was different from his usual cold and elegant appearance.

“I’ll… I’ll go now.”

“What?”

He asked her with an exasperated smile.

“I said I’m going now.”

Hazel said again in a firm tone because Achilleon didn’t seem to take her words seriously.

“Why?”

“Because… I’m done with this.”

He took her as he pleased. He hugged Hazel greedily, and now his time had come to an end. Hazel was thinking about the price for what he had done to her.

The princess of another country threw herself into the emperor’s arms. It was an intercourse without marriage. Even if the emperor treated her simply as his one-night-stand partner, she didn’t have a say in this kind of situation.

She dishonored her own reputation and committed a disgraceful act at the event she had attended under the name of her kingdom.

“You said you would like to be my handmaiden.”

“That’s…”

“Then go.”

He said with a drowsy smile. Hazel looked for her dress hastily, but sighed when she found it far away from her. Then she covered herself with her hands while gathering the sheets together around her body as much as possible.

In the meantime, he’s been watching her like he was about to stab her in the back.

She could feel Achilleon’s gaze.

Hazel tried to ignore it as she finally got down to the floor.

“Ack…”

Her legs held no strength. Hazel collapsed on the floor with a thud.

“I told you, Hazel.”

He got up from the bed with a relaxed smile. As the daunting body that had been tossing around along with her approaching, Hazel had no choice but to withdraw as much as she could.

His touch on Hazel’s cheeks were soft. She quivered like a captured bird.

“You can’t walk out of this bedroom.”

Achilleon held Hazel, who was tangled inside the sheets and took her back to bed without any hindrance. He gently grabbed her frantic hand and laid Hazel under his body.

When Hazel was pushed into him without warning, she clutched the sheets under her while bending her body.

“Hazel.”

She was out of breath when he sunk in her ear.

“Look at me.”

Hazel looked up at him pressing down on her with his large body.

“I’ll give you everything you want. In exchange….”

Achilleon, who etched himself deeply into her, told her while clenching his teeth.

“You’ll have to give your everything to me.”

“Ah, ahh….”

The Crown Prince’s bed was filled with the groans of Hazel. Her breath weakened for a brief moment and soon continued again precipitously followed by the Crown Prince’s harsh movement again.

She didn’t know whether it was day or night. No light had pervaded into the bedroom.

When was the last time she visited the emperor’s bed recklessly? One day? Two days? A few days should’ve passed already. But in Hazel’s mind, it was impossible for her to even count the days properly.

To be exact, it was because Achilleon pushed her into his bedroom without giving her a chance to escape. After crying in his arms, she lost consciousness and fell asleep as if she was dead, then she started again ever since the moment she woke up.

In between, the sincerity of pushing anything into her mouth and feeding her to keep her physical strength not dropping down from time to time was heart-wrenching.

As he said, she wouldn’t be able to walk out of the room, because Hazel had a hard time standing on the floor, let alone walking on her own.

“Did you step into my bedroom without much determination?”

She was afraid of those green eyes. Until now, it was hard to tell how long and how far they were going.

What the hell was he trying to do with her?

Meanwhile, Achilleon has never proposed to her.

“Do you want to go back?”

Hazel shook her head unconsciously.

“I don’t want to go back …to Land.”

It would be such a terrible thing if she did that. The people of the kingdom would know what they had done. From the moment she stepped out of the door, it was hell for her.

When she returned to the palace, she might be whipped by the king and imprisoned in the tower all the time. Lorette, on the other hand, would lead a happy life by marrying the Grand Duke Sisef.

She had to see it all with her own eyes. After Hazel became miserable and being the only one left, Lorette would be happier than ever after she left the palace.

It was hard to hold back the tears gathered in Hazel’s eyes when all kinds of fears surged into her at once.

All the talks of people in the imperial family would sound seriously annoyed by Hazel’s presence. She didn’t want to face that kind of reality.

“I’ll do anything …so that you let me stay by your side.”