Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge
Chapter 113. The villain in your story.

Chapter 113: 113. The villain in your story.

Before leaving I could not provide the man with a response, and all the way home, his question keeps echoing in my ear, "What would you sincerely have done in my shoes?" He had asked me. I’d heard his story, indeed what would I have done if I were in his shoes?

I keep trying to tell myself that I would have gone to Duke with the truth and tried my best to explain it to him, but then his other words ring in my ears again, "Remember it is easier said than done, so think and be truthful to yourself, what choice would you have made if you were in my position?"

He wasn’t wrong. It is always easier said than done. I still remember how I felt when I first found out that I could no longer have children of my own. The fear I felt that Duke would leave me one day. Fear that he wouldn’t want to take a defective woman like me. At that moment I had wished Duke didn’t know about the matter. I wished I could hide that truth from him so he would never leave me.

The fear of losing him that time is still vivid and truth be told it still haunts me sometimes.

So that’s why if I’m to truthfully think about it, I know Languine is right. Deep down I know it... if I was in his shoes, the choice I would have made is clear. I’d rather be a villain in someone else’s story than lose the one I love.

That’s just how life is. It’s the painful truth but I can’t keep lying to myself by saying I would have made a choice that could jeopardize my relationship with the person I love. That’s nothing but a big fat lie.

...

"Signora, welcome home." Giovanni says as I walk into the house.

"Thank you, Gio. I’m sorry for returning home so late, it’s because of me you’re still awake."

"Oh it is my job to be awake till you return so don’t worry about it." He says with a straight face, "But then I’d appreciate it if you come home on time." He adds and I chuckle.

"I’ll try my best."

"The master is in his room and the twins already went to bed."

"Thank you. I’ll check on the kids before going upstairs. Good night Gio."

"Have a pleasant night signora." He says and walks away with a simple bow of his head. That old butler, hah.

I step into the twins room and after checking that they are soundly asleep, I step out without even giving them a goodnight kiss because I’m scared I’ll wake them.

It’s already past ten, Duke stopped texting me around past nine, so he might have fallen asleep by now.

I open the door to our bedroom and in the darkness of the night, I walk towards the bed. He’s not here.

"You’re very late." I flinch in shock as I hear his voice sound from behind me.

I turn around and maybe because I already heard him speak but now I can make out his figure on a chair close to the window there.

"I already told you when you texted me that there was a little traffic." I say as I dump my bag on the bed and walk towards the switch to turn on the lights now that I know he isn’t asleep.

"Why are you sitting in the dark like a creepy old witch from a horror movie?" I ask as I turn on the lights. Geez, he really scared me.

"Because I’m waiting for my wife to return home." He simply says.

I don’t even know what to say to that response he just gave me so I just laugh and shake my head.

"I’m going to soak myself in a tub for a while. My entire body is itching me."

"Good, I’ll come with you." and he’s on his feet and clearly means what he just said.

Well, not like I mind.

...

"So that’s how he said it all happened." I explain everything to Duke as we both soak ourselves in the bathtub. It’s a big tub so it can fit Duke on one side and me on the other side, facing each other as I explain the entire story of Languine and aunt Evelyn to him amidst lather and bubbles.

"Wow. I think it will do Alicia some good if she took some lessons from her mother."

"My thoughts exactly! Aunt Evelyn is so wicked! How could she do that to the man?! Drugging him to have sex with her and then using it against him thirty years later!! If this was a fairytale land, she’d be the one with thee title of mistress of evil because seriously the more I find out about her thee more wicked she appears."

"Indeed."

"I didn’t want to understand him." I really didn’t. "Duke, I didn’t want to understand his situation at all! I didn’t want to feel sorry for him. I mean if he hadn’t worked with my aunt I probably wouldn’t have lost so much, right? But then he told me everything and even without trying to, I understood how he felt. I understood why he made that choice."

"Duke, he asked me if I was in his shoes? What choice would I make?"

"And what do you think?"

"I tried to tell myself that if I was in his situation and was being blackmailed like that and could lose you if you found out about my dirty past, that I would rather come clean and tell you everything myself. B_but I realized I was just lying to myself."

I can’t bring myself to look at him anymore, so I’m just staring at the bubbles as I talk.

"I probably would have made the same choice had I been in that exact situation." I chuckle dryly. "In fact I don’t think I would have thought too long about it because I’d in all sincerity prefer to be the villain in someone else’s story than lose you."

He must be disappointed in me right? That I’d rather hide the truth from him while hurting someone else just to selfishly keep him by my side. He must be extremely disappointed in me right now.

He’s so quiet. Ah, he must be truly disappointed.

"I know how you must be feeling right now."

"You do?" He asks.

"Yes," I nod without looking up at him. "You must be extremely disappointed in me for not being able to make the right choice. You must be disappointed that I’d choose to hurt someone else just to save my relationship."

"You said you knew how I was feeling and I was expecting to hear it but it turns out you don’t know anything."

I feel his hand on my own and before I can lift my head, he pulls me until my naked body is pressed on his own.

Now I’m forced to stare at him but I quickly turn my head away.

"I thought you already threw away that bad habit but you’re doing it again." He says and his hand turns my head to face him again. "Look at me." He says and I can’t bring myself to lift my lashes and stare at him.

"Look at me, Pagne." He says again and the sound of his voice is changing.

"Champagne Grand! I said look at me." T_that’s a command and the tone of his voice is one I can’t just ignore and I lift my lashes expecting to meet an angry and stern gaze.

However, contrary to his harsh tone, his eyes are soft and the corners if his lips are lifted.

"You dint know me Champagne." He says and places a kiss on my shoulder, "I thought you did but I realize now that you don’t really know me." He places another kiss at the center of my neck.

"Because if you did," Why is he suddenly kissing me all over my shoulders and neck. "You’d know that you declaring you’d choose to be a villain in someone else’s life just to keep me by your side only excites me like a mad beast in heat."

"Wh_wha—"

What is he saying? Does that mean he isn’t disappointed with my choice? I want to ask him that, but one of his hands have joined his lips in exploring my body. And it’s on my breast now, drawing circles round and round that pink peak.

"Because hearing you say that is like hearing you declare in the most crazy manner that you love me. And you have no idea how excited I am to know that you love me that much because that is almost how much I obsess over you."

"Duke—" I bite my bottom lip as his name bursts out of my lips at the sudden intrusion into my core. My arms instantly wrap around his neck and I press my head on his shoulder as he begins to thrust.

"Pagne, you felt I’d be disappointed because you don’t really know how deep my obsession for you is. So let me explain it to you now..." Ahh, I can’t listen to anything like this. His thrusts keep changing pace. From fast to slow and then back to fast.

"You’re willing to become a villain to someone else just to keep me, but dearest," He pauses, and I feel his hand pull at my hair. A shriek leaves my lips as I lift my head from his shoulder while being led by this hand that is pulling my hair and he holds me firmly there with our faces in front of each other.

There’s a certain madness in his eyes, one I should clearly run from but... Why can’t I bring myself to run? Even when he’s showing me clearly now that he is a little crazy. "I’m willing to become the villain in your own story, in your own life if that is the only way I can keep you by my side."

Duke Grand is not normal.

But what does normal even mean?

I don’t know, all I know is he looks so damn good right now, I want to kiss him, so not minding his grip on my hair, I dive for his lips and kiss him.

At this point, normal isn’t even in my dictionary.

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