Troubled Villainous Daughter, My Fiancé Won't Stop Approaching Me!? Chapter 3

"Let's continue from where we left off yesterday, Fran."

Tonight, Leonhart came.

Francesca was living in the dorms with the rest of the girls. It was already late at night. Curfew had pa.s.sed, and to begin with, boys weren't even allowed to step foot inside of the girls' dormitory. Regardless of whether they were royalty, these rules weren't allowed to be broken.

But there were still many loopholes. Boys would sneak into the girls' dormitory constantly, and enjoy a secret date with their lover no matter the consequences.

Leonhart was also one of them. He took advantage of the easy-to-climb walls and opened the window to Francesca's room, slipping inside.

"Leon…!?"

Francesca was sitting on the bed, getting ready to sleep. Her fiancé suddenly visited. As she was puzzled and confused, he pushed her down on to the bed.

Leonhart's eyes, which she thought had a hint of remorse, had been coming closer, before she knew it, his lips had descended on hers.

"…Ahn…!"

It was a greedy kiss. Leonhart's tongue attacked with full force, taking her breath away. It wrestled with Francesca's tongue, pressed it down, and rubbed the ceiling of her mouth. It was the same violent kiss from yesterday.

"Ha…a…!"

Her back trembled and a sweet pleasure spread throughout her body. The heat became more intense, she felt like her waist was melting.

"Fran is so cute… truly, your cries sound so nice."

Their lips separated. Leonhart narrowed his eyes down on to Francesca. His expression was fierce, like a carnivorous beast cornering its prey, with a s.a.d.i.s.tic trace to it.

Francesca gulped in air. I wonder what will happen after this.

She felt the points on both of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s growing stiffer. An uncomfortable feeling came from between her legs, she rubbed her thighs together.

"Are you afraid? It's going to be fine, I'll be gentle with you."

Leonhart chuckles, then brings his smiling face forward. He kisses her again. But his lips quickly move away, and Leonhart buries his face into Francesca's neck. His soft lips touched her right clavicle. His wet tongue licked at Francesca's neck.

"Ya~h…!"

His tongue heads towards her ear, tracing Francesca's weak point. The tickling feeling that was on her neck was now at her ears.

His teeth bit her earlobe. With only that, Francesca's body jumps.

"Ah…!"

"Do you like being bitten?… Alright. Then I'll do it more."

Leonhart's teeth gently grazed Francesca's ear. He bit, tugged, and fondled with the tip of his tongue. Each time gave her a burst of pleasure and a moan escapes from Francesca.

"A… Ya~n!"

It was like being tormented by a beast. While there was a little fear, the excitement was overwhelming.

…Why does this painful feeling make me feel good?

As soon as she realized, embarra.s.sment flared up inside of her—her body heated up.

"Touch me."

These were Leonhart's words. As for where, Francesca could not afford to ask.

"Ah…"

"Gently. I want to go all the way."

Leonhart moved his hand delicately. He stroked Francesca's chest from atop of the fabric and began rubbing her. Little by little, the tips of her chest stiffened. It was littered with heat and throbbed.

"…Ah—!"

When Leonhart's fingers grazed the stiffened buds, she reflexively stretched out her legs. Her sweet voice escaped, and her body was writhing.

"Your chest is so sensitive… Truly, this is worth it."

Leonhart murmurs teasingly, his fingers tracing her chest. His hands moved around, teasing her, as if they were planning to attack at any moment.

Every time, Francesca made an obscene sound.

"Hi… ah…!

Her eyes rolled back, and her consciousness was fading. Although Francesca's mind was muddled, there were still a couple of thoughts.

In fact, there was a key to the window of this room. She usually locked it, but it was kept open today.

Why? Is it because she forgot Leonhart would be coming by tonight?

No. There was this feeling. Because he said, "I'll come again" last night.

Truthfully, it should have been locked. Then Leon wouldn't have been able to come in.

Because there was no future in our relations.h.i.+p. The start of the main story—the heroine would make her appearance two months from now. At that time, Leon's heart will surely be stolen by her. I will be thrown away.

So, even now, I have to refuse Leon. I should push him away and scream, 'you're a horrible and disgusting person!' I have to say things like that.

But, I can't do it. I can't. I can't. I can't.

Both arms that should be pus.h.i.+ng Leon away, were holding him tightly. The mouth that was supposed to scream was preoccupied. I should have kept you away—I want you to come closer.

I really, really, like him, I do not want to leave him. However, it will happen eventually. At that moment, her heart constricted in pain, and tears slipped out without her noticing it.

"…Fran?"

Leon's voice is careful. He stopped playing with her chest and looked at Francesca anxiously.

"Why are you crying, Fran… was it disgusting?"

"No… it's different."

It was hard to think of words to say. I did not know how to explain. About the past life, the game, the future. It was absurd and would be treated as a delusion. Given the possibility of Leon treating her like a madman, she regrettably can not say anything.

She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.

"Fran… It's alright, Fran."

Leonhart gave her a gentle smile, and then hugged Francesca. It held none of the intensity from before. It was a soft and gentle embrace.

The heat that was transmitted gave her comfort.

"Have a good rest. Someday, tell me the reason for your tears—《Sleep peacefully[1]》"

Leonhart's lips touched Francesca's forehead. Invited by the fluffy drowsiness, Francesca's consciousness was soon swallowed up in darkness.