I shook my head right away, as I felt as if I was almost possessed.
Really, he had a uselessly scary handsome face.
“Duke, why are you here?”
Why do I feel that he’s so creepy when he smiles with that handsome face?
Perhaps, it’s because I suffered terribly yesterday with that face.
As soon as I recalled yesterday’s incident, I got goosebumps all over my body.
“Don’t smile like that.”
“Why? Are you excited when I smile?”
“No, I’m scared.”
It would be closer to feeling fear than excitement.
“Get used to it. You’ll have to live with me for the rest of your life after I come back.”
“Why are you here?”
“I was wondering if you’re okay. Fortunately, I’m glad you look okay.”
“… Do I look okay?”
What kind of nonsense is this?
I’m not okay at all.
My back hurts like it was smashed, and every time I move, it feels like every muscle is being ripped.
Do I look okay to you?
“I’m not okay at all.”
“But you could walk normally.”
“If you don’t have anything more to say, go back.”
“Yulia. I’ll be back after the war before summer comes.”
It was a losing war and it will take even longer than that.
But he’s going to come back after finishing it before summer?
I don’t know if he’s conceited.
Can he say something that makes sense?
I think he’s overly confident and ignorant.
“Sure. If that’s possible.”
“Do you think it’s impossible?”
“Isn’t it impossible?”
“… I stopped by here after telling your father.”
What? Tell my dad about what?
“Now you’re showing interest.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I said I’d participate in the war.”
“You could be relieved because he didn’t make any comments about it.”
Is it okay to be relieved?
“I’m a person who keeps my promises.”
“And now you’d better change how you call me. You called me by my name last night.”
Apart from his handsomeness, I didn’t like his smiling face.
Others say that smiling faces are the best to seduce people, but his smile felt like a sneer instead.
So I felt bad seeing it.
“You know my name, Yulia.”
“And it’s too hard to call your husband a duke.”
“It’s not like that at all.”
“You’re the only one who I allow to call my name, Yulia.”
“It’s fine. I don’t need that.”
“Call me Chester.”
He snatched my hand.
“From now on, we have to practice calling by name so that we can get married and call each other more naturally.”
He kissed the palm that he took.
My palms that were touched by his lips were as hot as fire.
I hurriedly pulled my hand away from him.
“I don’t want to call you by your name in the future.”
“It’s like that now too.”
“I won’t say anything right now. But after you marry me, call me by my name.”
“Say that when you come back from victory.”
Since it’s a losing war. There was no way for me to marry the villain.
All I had to do was find the person I was waiting for or live alone.
“Your Highness seems to want me to be killed on the battlefield, but unfortunately, that won’t happen.”
“Or I think you want me to lose the war, but I received the position of commander-in-chief at the war.”
He took my hair and play with it.
“And I’m telling you because Your Highness is not interested in me.”
He whispered in my ear in a very drowsy voice.
“I’ve never lost a war that I participated in as commander-in-chief before”
“It will be like that again, Yulia. So don’t expect me to lose or die.”
How did he know my wish?
I wanted him to die in the war zone, but I never brought it out of my mouth, especially in front of the villain.
His touch on my hair felt as if he was threatening me.
I felt like I was caught in a trap set up by the villain.
I hope I made the right choice..
“I’ll return with a notice of victory.”
“Yes. Does it sound like I’m saying something impossible?”
Victory is impossible in a losing war.
I felt bad because the villain was so confident for some reason, that I thought he would really come back with an announcement of the victory.
But what if the villain’s participation destroys the original story again?
Anxiety suddenly felt by me.
He hugged me and trapped me in his arms.
“It would be quite painful if I thought about not seeing your face for a while in the war zone. So until I go out to the battlefield, I’ll see you every day”
“I don’t want to.”
“Well, we’ll see each other for the rest of our lives after the war. But I won’t be able to see you when I’m on the battlefield.”
No, I don’t want to see you for the rest of my life.
Of course, the face of the villain exceeded my taste, but it was just that, and his personality was never my type.
What are you going to say?
“I want to keep only you in my eyes and imprint only you in my head until the day comes when I leave for the war.”
As he kissed my hair, he looked at me deeply. As if he’s going to eat me up right away.
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My Obsessive VillainFantasy
Yulia transmigrated inside a novel where the original yulia who was obsessed with crazy villain, and get killed by his hand. But why sadistic villain is getting obsessed with me insted of heroine.... Not mine. I'm not original author of this story...