I, the Female Lead, Ruined the Original Chapter 151

Every time Selleana blinked, her glossy eyelashes fluttered delicately. She did it knowing full well that it captivated Rakrensius. His pupils would slightly lose focus, his slightly parted lips would twitch, and his prominent Adam’s apple would move sensually up and down along his strong neck.

 

“Should I tell you what it is if you don’t know?”

 

Her playful voice followed, and for a moment, Rakrensius’s face tensed with anticipation.

 

“Oh, come on.”

 

Rakrensius chuckled deeply, turning to lie on his side facing her. Keeping his arm as a pillow, he pulled Selleana’s waist with his free hand, bringing her side against his lower abdomen and firm thigh. Through the layers of her skirt and the thick fabric of his tailcoat, his warmth was unmistakable. He leaned in further, casting his shadow over Selleana’s serene face as she lay on her back.

 

“Would you believe me if I said I’ve been burning up since you walked into the hall earlier?”

 

With a sly smile stretching one corner of his mouth, he lowered his head to steal a light kiss from her lips. He kissed the fullest part of her lower lip, the ridge of her upper lip, the slightly upturned corners. Lightly on her cheeks, the tip of her nose, under her eyes, the corners of her eyes… careful not to smudge her makeup.

 

“I’m glad that the vow’s kiss was just once.”

 

“Would it have been a big deal if it happened twice?”

 

It had been almost two and a half years since the two of them officially started dating. As the time deepened, the man’s voice became more playful, and Selleana widened her eyes in response.

 

“I barely held back from wanting to stay with you, Darling… We should have just kissed more passionately and run away before His Majesty instead of worrying about the banquet.”

 

“No, you did well.”

 

Smiling at his lover’s adorable fuss, Rakrensius pulled her closer by the shoulder. With that light gesture, Selleana found herself looking directly at Rakrensius, gazing intently at his face. His firm hand gently rubbed her bare back. He pressed his palm against her protruding shoulder blade, tracing circles before sliding smoothly down the groove in the middle.

 

“And who told you to wear such a provocative dress for the banquet?”

 

“I wanted to seduce you, Darling.”

 

“Even if you didn’t, I’m already completely captivated by you.”

 

“I know that.”

 

The warmth of his hand, as heated as his body, tinged her skin, slightly damp from the moisture of the grass. Her warmed skin became sensitive to even the lightest touch of his hand.

 

“…Trying to tempt me, was it?”

 

“Test passed. You held up well. And…” Selleana wrapped her arms around Rakrensius’s waist, pressing her body against his. “Does it matter how much or little it shows? What matters is that no one else can see.”

 

At the whispered words, close enough for their chests to touch, Rakrensius’s ears turned bright red once more. Though his reflexive reaction was still somewhat naive, the twenty-six-year-old Rakrensius had become a man who wouldn’t easily fall for such playful provocations.

 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 

He swallowed a laugh and slowly buried his nose in the nape of Selleana’s neck.

 

The red dress for the banquet was daringly cut at the back, revealing her spine, but the front wasn’t as revealing. A sheer chiffon covered the neckline, which followed the curve of her upper chest, partially revealing her cleavage, and extended up to her neck. This was Selleana’s compromise to at least pretend to respect the imperial etiquette while boldly exposing her shoulders and back, a daring move for a princess consort under Elard’s influence.

 

Of course, for Rakrensius, no matter what Selleana wore, he would be captivated by her. Even if she wore the stifling, pale robes of the priestess of Orot, or a classic, overly traditional dress that adhered too strictly to imperial protocol, or even if she donned a robe over a shirt that changes color daily like the wizards of the Magic Tower… Whether she exposed her body or not, the fact that it was Selleana was enough to enchant him.

 

“Do you think I’m jealous of others looking at you?”

 

“Aren’t you?”

 

“If I was bothered by that, you wouldn’t be able to take a single step outside my bedroom.”

 

“I wish that were the case. Should we extend our stay here for a few more days?”

 

“That’s not the issue, but what you’re thinking of is confinement that can end whenever you want.”

 

“Did you think of confinement that wouldn’t end even if I begged?”

 

“…I don’t even think about such things, which is why I don’t care what you wear.”

 

“Then why do you keep saying things?” Selleana pouted, pretending to grumble.

 

The man, who gently bit her soft flesh without hurting her, looked at her with affectionate eyes. “… Because you’re tempting me more than necessary.”

 

“That’s what I intended. So that Darling would fall for me even more.”

 

“I’m telling you, that’s not necessary.”

 

As he laughed softly and rubbed his nose along Selleana’s shoulder line, the red chiffon, which half-revealed her pearly skin, caught on his prominent nose and fluttered gently.

 

“But you were beautiful.”

 

“Right?”

 

“The wedding dress was breathtakingly beautiful. I couldn’t say anything in front of others for fear of misspeaking…”

 

“You don’t have to say anything. Your eyes said it all, Darling.”

 

“Truly. The moment I saw you earlier, I thought you couldn’t possibly be anything but an angel… You shone even more brightly than when you enchanted me here three years ago. So shockingly beautiful.”

 

“Did I?”

 

“My angel appeared in such a beautiful dress, all dolled up, saying she’d become my wife… How could I not be overwhelmed?”

 

“I also couldn’t breathe properly earlier because you looked so handsome, Darling.”

 

“It’s fortunate that I have a face that can satisfy you… but it can’t compare to the awe I felt.”

 

“You’re downplaying my feelings.”

 

“That’s just how it is.”

 

Before they knew it, Rakrensius’s cheek, and then his lips, brushed against her alluring upper chest. The chiffon neckline prevented direct contact with her bare skin. A reverent kiss, as if pressing down the seal of awe, gently settled through the thin, translucent fabric. Selleana quietly embraced his head, pressing her lips to the crown of his head.

 

“Wife.”

 

“Hmm?”

 

“…Wife.”

 

The title, which the man had rolled around in his mouth tens, hundreds of times until today, finally slipped past his lips.

 

“My wife.”

 

“…Oh my.”

 

Rakrensius slowly lifted his head, his blue eyes gazing steadily up at Selleana. Selleana gazed at the lake, its color reminiscent of a late summer sky, and it reminded her of him. His irises always had a clear, watery hue, but deep within his pupils, a flicker of fire danced—a fire Selleana couldn’t easily ignore. A deep passion intertwined with profound love.

 

The overwhelming heat made her chest feel tight, and Selleana took a small, deep breath to calm herself. Just his gaze felt like a breathless caress, causing a tingling warmth to pool deep below her navel.

 

With his eyes fixed on her, Rakrensius lifted his upper body. In the shadow he cast, Selleana lay back down again.

 

“Lea, my angel.”

 

“Mmm.”

 

“My wife.”

 

Rakrensius’s knuckles traced a difficult path along Selleana’s jawline. The touch, like a feather brushing against her skin, made her eyes flutter slightly.

 

“My wife…”

 

“Mmm, hold on.”

 

Selleana gently pushed against Rakrensius’s chest as he leaned closer. A slight furrow appeared on his brow.

 

“Didn’t I pounce on you that day?”

 

“Ah.”

 

“We agreed to reminisce about that time, remember? The day we first got into trouble.”

 

Rakrensius narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly. Indeed, that was the reason they had come to the Arnem Hotel today. Before their honeymoon, they had promised to rewrite their incomplete wedding night by reliving their first night together.

 

“Are we supposed to start exactly the same way?”

 

“Of course.”

 

“Mmm.”

 

It all started when Selleana offered to teach him how to dance, entwining their bodies and arms, only to trip over her feet and fall. As she landed on top of him, she lowered her head and kissed him, making it clear she was the one who initiated it.

 

“Well… you don’t remember it properly, do you?”

 

“I remember bits and pieces, I swear.”

 

“Hmm… my memory is a bit different.”

 

“…That’s the first I’ve heard of it.”

 

Selleana shot him a sharp look as if telling him not to play games.

 

“So, how was it then?”

 

“You did make the first move.”

 

“See?”

 

“Our first kiss was like that… but then you just stole a kiss and ran away.”

 

“Ran away?”

 

“Teasingly…” Rakrensius slowly rubbed his thumb over Selleana’s plump lower lip. “You set me on fire and then cruelly left me hanging… I got desperate and cornered you.”

 

“Did you?”

 

“You promised me a reward but only gave me a ribbon.”

 

Selleana chuckled softly at his belatedly expressed disappointment.