The Happy Ending Love Story

Lady Veronica #9

If Ivan's condition was the same as before he died, Veronica would have sent him alone without delay. However, she could not bear to let her husband, who did not remember who she was, go alone. This was more a matter of Veronica's situation with her as her husband than worrying about Ivan himself. Ivan is now like a walking explosive.

"Yes. I'm worried so I won't be able to let you go alone."

Veronica did not hide it and frankly expressed her concern. It was an action that was out of purpose that he would do for her when she understood her troubled mind at all costs. Ivan carefully read the letter, but perhaps out of disinterest, he put it somewhere and stepped closer to Veronica.

"Is that the place where I should obey?"

"Mm, yeah. By all means."

The news that he had lost his memory was still unknown to the world, but it was something that could not be kept secret forever. Moreover, when he came to meet the Emperor, he would be captured by him even if he did not want to. Ivan and the Emperor knew each other and had spent so much time together, so couldn't he have realized it?

If it was him, who had made his mind restless in the past few days, he would have fully started his work in his audience place with the Emperor, but he was still here. Veronica hoped that she would not trigger any commotion.

"If I go there obediently, what will you do for me?"

"What should I do for you?"

"Isn't there something that should come and go?"

So he said that if he wanted her to obey, he needed to give her the appropriate gift. Veronica put on a dumbfounded expression, looking at the smiling man as if he was a cunning fox. Then he returned to his senses, shocked, as he suddenly came one step closer to her. 

"Well, what do you want?"

Veronica, blocking him from raising both hands and approaching her, quickly added as she asked the question without even realizing it.

"Sleeping together is impossible!"

His urgent voice suddenly became a scream that was heard throughout the office. Ivan furrowed his brows with dissatisfaction, probably because of it. Then not long after, he laughed mischievously as if he had come up with a brilliant idea, and pushed his face hard in front of his nose. The distance that Veronica should have guarded so hard had been shattered in an instant.

"Then kiss."

"Yes?"

"Kiss me."

The demands are clear.

No, it's not just now. Ever since he opened his eyes in the coffin, there had never been a time when he had not been a pervert towards her. Even his eyes were also filled with obscenity so he could not explain what happened, at least something.

Veronica would feel very strange whenever she saw her husband who had changed completely. Her outer appearance was the same, but the one inside was not like her at all. Sometimes he would be astonished because even when he was a person he knew very well, he was also a stranger he did not fully know from the very beginning.

"What makes you so surprised? If we were a married couple, wouldn't we kiss at least once?"

Hearing Ivan's words spoken calmly, Veronica gasped. Because of this aspect of her, she felt like she was truly a stranger with looks that she was familiar with. He opened his mouth, stuttered and avoided the man's eyes that were on his face.

"I haven't kissed you yet."

"What?"

He would pretend to be calm, but his mouth reluctantly opened in a grumbling manner. It was because he was not happy to bring up their estranged relationship from his own lips. Her mind was aware of the fact that she knew nothing because her previous husband had lost his memory, but it was difficult for her heart to fully accept that aspect. 

Ivan paused for a moment as if he had not expected his reply and asked again.

"Until now, you haven't kissed me once?"

Veronica nodded very slowly. He anxiously waited for what kind of response would come from him, but suddenly, he heard a voice that sounded like a grimace.

"Really, the more I look at him, the more he's like a stupid motherfucker."

The sound of his muttering was quite rough.

"Yes?"

"Open your mouth."

"What the... Mm!"

Veronica who questioned him, opened her eyes wide, shocked to see what had just happened when Ivan suddenly kissed her. He was about to flee, but the next thing he knew, his powerful forearm wrapped around his waist. Due to their height difference, Veronica's head naturally tilted back. 

Something soft swept over her lower lip and then checked between her tightly closed lips, tickling them, as if she was digging in. What she meant was for her to open her lips, but there was no way Veronica, who was so shocked and her soul had completely left, would notice her gesture.

Ivan did not back down despite his response, which was completely stiff, grabbing his slender chin, and then skillfully moving his tongue. Their lips were fused without breaking.

"Aah!"

Veronica groaned loudly because of the strange taste of her lower lip being bitten. The high voice he heard with his ears was so strange that he could not think of it as his own. When his lips opened on their own as he let out a groan, a lump of moist flesh penetrated into it as if it was sliding. 

"Nmm, ah!"

He placed his hand on his chest to push him away, and his fingertips snapped, shocked from the muscular flesh he felt on his clothes. It was as if he was touching a hard rock, not a human body.

This is not the time to be surprised by his muscles. It was because his tongue, which pierced through like a snake, tickled the ceiling of his mouth and began to play around in his mouth. 

Veronica's eyelids trembled slightly due to the shaky sensation she experienced for the first time in her life. When he stepped back, his hands fumbled, he followed tenaciously. In a short time, Veronica was sandwiched between the wall and her husband.

Meanwhile, the mouth occupied by Ivan's wet tongue suffered abuse here and there. Her tongue looked at Veronica's little tongue that was hiding in a corner and was roughly entangled. Veronica's body quickly stiffened due to the tickling sensation from their tongues rubbing against each other. Her indifferent mouth actually became sensitive as if it had become a zone of sexual sensitivity. 

"ah! Wait!"

He hurriedly whispered, making use of the gap that opened briefly on his lips. But Ivan ignored his desperate request and stuffed his tongue deeper as if it meant to stab his throat firmly. Every time he turned his head, their hot breath mixed with the moisture. It had been a long time since their lips were glued wet by each other's saliva. 

Veronica lived a pure life all her life. It was only her husband, Ivan Wilhem, a man who had crossed over into her life, and because of the cold wind blowing fiercely between them, she had no contact, even with him, so it's really impossible to have an intimate experience.

So, this means it was her first kiss.

Lady Veronica #10...