Night of the Plundered Grand Duchess
약탈당한 대공비의 밤
Synopsis
“My lord.”
“……”
“My lord, are you… crying?”
Catherine Scarlett let out a hollow, incredulous laugh.
For there he was, her brother-in-law, with his tears falling thick and fast from eyes more austere than any man’s she had ever known, while his hips continued to drive into her with relentless force. The contradiction left her utterly dumbfounded.
“You mean to tell me you weep because I said our bond is nothing more than a contract?”
“Yes. Whenever you speak such words, I am overcome with sorrow I can scarcely bear.”
Ludwig, brushing aside the tears reddening the corners of his eyes, whispered hoarsely against her ear.
“Hnngh…”
No.
What he could not restrain was not his grief—but the hardness buried deep within her, the very thing even now wrenching sobs from her lips. And Catherine, breathless beneath him, could not bring herself to speak it aloud.