The Woman From Hell

That night, I returned to Regal Villa exhausted.

There was no ruckus coming from the living room, and I knew then that Delia was not in tonight. When she was in, the villa would be filled with her voice. It was incredibly noisy.

I went up to the second floor and snuck into the children's room. Their shallow snores made me feel satisfied.

Suddenly, there was a low and melodious sound of a cello.

I went downstairs suspiciously, only to find out that Theo was tinkering with the music box on the table.

He turned his head when he heard movement, his brows raised. He motioned for me to be careful.

I looked at the red wine and steak on the table, as well as the red roses. My heart got caught in something. I was very moved.

"We haven't had time to ourselves for a long time. Why don't we do that tonight?"

Theo said with a faint smile as he leaned against the table. His sharp facial lines softened with that smile, and he looked a little more gentle.

I went downstairs slowly. He reached out his slender fingers to support me, and it made me think back to the time when we first met. The two of us pressed closer to each other's waists at the same time and danced.

Theo looked at me affectionately. His eyes were like the abyss with love and affection mixed in it. I fell into it involuntarily.

After we were tired from dancing, he helped me to my seat and carefully cut the steak for me.

I had never been good with alcohol, and after some time had passed, I began feeling a little tipsy. My body was also somewhat warm. Theo, on the other hand, was just fine. This amount of wine was nothing to him. I could no longer hold on. "I feel terrible. I want to go back to my room and rest."

Theo nodded. He came over to me and carried me, about to return to the room.

"I can walk by myself." I struggled, wanting to be put down.

"If you keep moving, I'll throw you down here."

Theo pretended to loosen his grip on me. Startled, I immediately wound my arms around his neck.

He smiled playfully as if he was satisfied with my reaction. He buried his head next to my ear and said, "Keep this posture. Otherwise, I can't be sure that I won't accidentally let go."

His warm breath tickled my ears, and my face flushed like it was on fire.

After returning to the room, Theo put me down on the bed and was about to unbutton my shirt when I covered my chest. "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going to take a bath?" Theo asked doubtfully.

"I... I can manage it myself."

I did not know why I sobered up so abruptly at this moment. I was afraid Theo would make another move, so I quickly ran to the bathroom and locked the door.

Theo was already naked from the

waist up with only a towel wrapped

around him when I came out of the shower, He had not dried himself completely yet, and droplets of water flowed down his muscles. My face instantly turned red, and I said uncomfortably, "You..."

Theo walked over to me, wrapped an arm around my waist, and picked me up with one hand. He threw me onto the bed somewhat crudely and was about to kiss me as his hands roamed around my waist.

Just when Theo was about to take off my pajamas, I suddenly sobered up again.

The thought of him doing the same to Delia that day instantly disgusted me. I tilted my head to avoid his kiss. He frowned and was a little upset.

He looked down at me. "Can we wait for a few days? I don't feelThis belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

now."

Theo could more or less guess what I was thinking, so he did not force me. He went to the bathroom somewhat reluctantly, took a cold shower, and then once again returned to the bedroom and hugged me.

"When you rejected me the previous night, was it because of Delia?" I asked sadly.

Theo flipped me over and forced me to look at him. "Yes. I just found out about it that day."

Noting that I was upset, he cradled me into his arms. His warm and solid hug gave me a sense of safety, and I slowly fell asleep.

I looked at him sadly and said nothing.