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"Shut up! I know you will pounce on me the moment I remove my clothes!" Emilia, not the least bit willing to believe this man\'s nonchalant attitude, knew he was just waiting for her to fall into his trap.

And true to her suspicion, a curve formed on Damien\'s face, which soon turned into a deadly grin as he muttered, "It\'s the first night of our marriage, and you already understand this much about me?"

"Hmph, now go away, shoo~~ shoo~~," she plopped down on the bed, folded her arms, and pouted, then gestured with her hand as if she were telling a dog to get lost.

"Hah? Why do you hate me this much, Emilia?" Damien shook his head before sitting on the bed, folding his hands, and glancing towards the woman who was mistreating him and cursing him all the time.

"What? You ask why? If any woman, after being forced to marry someone she met for the first time and then getting sexually molested several times, would still hug you and love you, do you think this is some brain-dead adult web novel?!" Emilia yelled at the man who had mistreated her from the very beginning while not caring about her feelings at all.

Most likely, she would have accepted him as her life partner if not for his behavior, which was just trying to use her or treat her like a tool all this time, only because she didn\'t have any option and also had a crush on this man.

But curse her luck! Just as normally teenagers fall in love with or get obsessed over idols or models, who in truth, unlike on the screen, go around sleeping with producers and directors, she had only seen one side of this second-generation heir, who in truth was a clear playboy.

"I see, but didn\'t you have a crush on me?" Damien scratched his chin and nodded thoughtfully before asking, deliberately seeking an opening to confront her, yet consciously avoiding any impression of aggression.

"Wh-what crush? I was a child at that time!" With a deep blush spreading across her face, Emilia looked down, recalling the time when she had been in love with him.

"What? You label me a pervert, yet you too made a mistake by falling for a stranger when you were a child?" Damien narrowed one eye at Emilia, giving her a critical glance as he shrugged his shoulders.

"I-I meant, I was immature and naive." Emilia\'s lips twitched upon hearing Damien provoking her to give him a punch, but she held it in, knowing he would dodge it and just once again start molesting her.

"Do you hate me, Emilia?" Damien looked forward before glancing at Emilia, inquiring to know her opinion, even though he was already aware of her favorability stats through the system.

"Yes," Emilia responded candidly, directing her gaze at Damien, who, in her perspective, was merely pretending to be defeated. With a feigned look of submission, he rose and climbed onto the bed, prompting her to stammer, "W-wait, what do you think you\'re doing?!"

"Rest assured, I just want to sleep here," Damien already seeing how Emilia was not being true to herself while trying to act, felt like providing her a little push.

"N-no, I don\'t believe you?!" Emilia instantly stood from the bed, running away towards the corner of the room, far away from the bed as Damien lied on it with his back toward the bed while his erect shaft pointed toward the ceiling.

"Cough! Sigh, I will just take a nap," Damien coughed as he placed one hand above his head, which was bandaged due to his injuries, something Emilia clearly noticed.

\'What is he doing? Does he want to get cold?!\' Emilia, in contrast, was damp but quickly grabbed a blanket from the vicinity and wrapped it around herself. However, upon noticing Damien sprawled on the bed entirely unclothed, clutching the first aid bandages she had prepared, her self-esteem took a hit, especially since it was because of him that her mother remained safe.

She remarked,"Damien, wear something at least or you will get sick."

"We\'re not a couple, Emilia, and after being rejected by the Raphael family, it feels like my health is the least of anyone\'s concerns." In desperation, Damien leaned into his sob story, showcasing just how pitiful and fragile he truly was.

"Keep up your lies for another time, at least wear some clothes," Emilia, hearing Damien\'s latest fabrication about being expelled from the Raphael family, attempted to persuade him to put on some clothes instead of continuing with his lies.

"Not gonna do it. Why does it matter to you if I get cold?" Damien personally believed this approach was futile, yet with no alternatives, he continued the melodrama, yearning for even the slightest opportunity.

"You are stubborn, at least take this," Emilia rubbed her forehead before taking a blanket from the table and approached the bed. Opening the blanket, she tried to cover Damien, "Kyaaa~!"

"Hug me, it\'s cold," but Damien, finding this chance, directly pulled her into his embrace, not caring if she was wet, as he twisted her body and came above her.

"Wh-what hug is this?!" Emilia instantly saw the world turning upside down before finding herself in front of Damien while her face was towards the ceiling. Before she could lift herself, she caught his erect dick just near her abdomen; a slight movement down and it would reach her puffy vulva.

"I am entering now, Emilia," Damien declared as, without giving her the chance, he directly pushed his body closer, causing his dick to slide between her legs.

"HNGHH~?!"