History at the Library - Chapter 152
Aiden opened his mouth when he realized that he had a lot of fraudulent temperament.
“Vivian, as the master of the underworld, I have done more evil than my unfortunate past.”
He said calmly, as if he had no intention of making excuses. He doesn’t know if it will be implied as ‘evil’, but the person who actually said it was brazen. However, he was busy keeping an eye on her, apparently anxious.
Vivian flinched at the remark and soon began to bite her lips and stare at him. It was a reproachful look.
Aiden seemed more nervous than when he was surrounded by dozens of assassins.
“Aiden’s been like that for a long time. You look at me like that even when you say something that scares me.”
“……what kind of face do I have?”
“Well, I’d show you if I had a mirror.”
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Aiden felt his face. Vivian sighed after reading his anxiety hidden in a relaxed smile.
Darkness was meant to be, raised as a shadow, and the owner of the underworld was said to be an aptitude, but Aiden was also a man. Was there anyone by his side to embrace the darkness so far? He is hiding his identity from the emperor, his brother whom he cares about so much that he can secretly help him from behind.
If Aiden liked her at the same level as Vivian expected, it would be quite a bitter wound to him to make a statement that pushes her out of here. Vivian took a deep breath and exhaled. She was nervously narrowing her eyes, looking at each of his reactions.
In fact, to make a rational judgment, it seemed right that the current situation should feel betrayed.
She should either get angry or get scared and get out of this place by asking why he’s been hiding it from the beginning without telling her why he’s been hiding it. The problem was that she didn’t feel like doing it at all.
“Is saying that a warning to me to run away?”
“I’m giving you a chance.”
“Lies. Actually, Aiden only wants one thing.”
She’s come a long way because of his attitude. She grumbled for a long time.
“I’m not the one who said I was afraid to hurt my sex partner. By the way, we were stupid. I wish I had said this from the beginning.”
Vivian said so and looked down at the bouquet in her arms.
He looked down at it for a moment to see what she was thinking, and then started making something by weaving the Mist flowers. Aiden looked puzzled when Vivian suddenly did something else during a serious conversation.
Compared to himself, a much smaller hand was making something. She was surprisingly good with her hands. He writes well, sorts books meticulously, and organizes them well, but she is also good at weaving flowers.
Aiden watched what she was doing, thinking out of her shell. The beautifully woven flowers dried in a round shape, and a very small flower crown was completed. Even though it was small enough to fit his finger.
By the time he thought so, Vivian had put a white flower ring on Aiden’s finger.
“I actually had a more childish confession plan than this, but I’m going to quit because I’m embarrassed.”
It must have been a ring.
How the hell is he supposed to react to?
Aiden looked as embarrassed as he saw the red flower path when he entered the mansion.
“Well, this is a different experience.”
However, he was staring at the white flower ring wonderfully, perhaps he didn’t like it.
“You wanted me to know the secret and you wanted me to stay with you, didn’t you?”
“I’m not leaving, Aiden. No matter what you do, I’ve given up on leaving.”
He took his eyes off the ring and slowly raised his head.
“A man who thought he was a ‘villain 1’ has been a villain boss for nearly 10 years, and I can’t imagine evil behavior. It’s scary, but it’s amazing that I don’t care.”
“Is everything all right?”
“It’s weird that I’m more worried about Aiden, of course, right? It doesn’t matter. My heart is already not mine.”
She’s never heard such a desperate confession before, so Vivian was embarrassed and nervous to death.
Come to think of it, she has made a confession before, but it was a stubborn demand that there was no ‘ro’ of romantic at that time. And after that, they kept talking with each other, not with words but with their bodies.
Vivian kept shoveling at the other for fear that she might be hurt that she had fallen in love with him, and Aiden for fear that Vivian would leave.
“Vivian, that word…”
“Because it’s Aiden. Because it’s Aiden I’ve loved. I fell in love with him.”
The blue eyes, which always seemed firm, were constantly shaking. He answered in silence, selfishly, even though he said she would definitely regret it.
Instead, he grabbed her face with a desperate look like a person who was rescued from the water just before she drowned. Without a moment to react, each other’s lips overlapped, and Aiden hurriedly penetrated between her lips.
The lips that suddenly touched each other were shaking small and were more prickly than usual. Did something tiring happen? Vivian thought silently with her arms around his neck.
It was a desperate and desperate kiss, far from lewd and clingy. Without her, he stole her breath and coveted mournfully, as if he was suffocating to death.
It was her first kiss that was so uninspiring, even though her lips had been hit several times and her tongue had been mixed. It was not a blatant move to elicit her response. But it was different from kissing, from someone who pretended to eat her up.