Vampire's Veil Of Obsession
Chapter 183: Shameless One

Chapter 183: Shameless One

Lilia gazed at him silently, her body frozen in surprise. Then, she trembled as he spilled into her.

"Ahhnnn" her moan grew..Her eyes widened further in ecstasy, as her legs shook with pleasure. She heaved a breath, trying to calm down.

Her chest rose and fell as she tried to ca down her hands atop Zethan’s shoulder.

Her racing thoughts returned after a few moments as she just stared at Zethan, wide-eyed. Zethan’s head fell back as he tried to calm himself.

His face quickly shifted to worry as he noticed Lilia unmoving body.

"You don’t have to worry, sweetheart," he said gently and raspy. "I don’t mind. Sometimes I even forget my own birthdays."

But her body remained still her eyes slightly lazy. The warmth between them lingered only for a second more before he slowly pulled away, panic creeping into his features. He had said the wrong words at the worst possible time.

Lilia, now feeling the emptiness he left behind, simply watched him. She saw the concern deepening in his eyes.

"I’m sorry," she whispered breathlessly, finally moving as she sat up from where she’d been lying. Her voice was quiet, laced with apology. Her eyes searched his, pleading.

That wasn’t the reaction Zethan had expected. Gently, he cupped her face in his hands.

"You don’t have to worry, wife. It doesn’t ma—"

Before he could finish, Lilia shook her head.

"It does," she said softly, her voice cracking. "It really does. I keep wondering how I could’ve forgotten. How I..." She looked away, lips pressed into a tight line.

Zethan’s gaze softened. "Don’t be sad. It’s my birthday, yet you’re the one upset for me. I specifically told Lucas long time ago not to remind me or anyone. I wanted it to feel like any other day. But... I guess a small part of me hoped I’d hear those words from you."

He leaned in and pressed a soft, loving kiss to her forehead. Her heart skipped.

"But still..." she said weakly. "I should have at least wished you when you came back. I’m such a terrible—"

Zethan pressed two fingers gently to her lips, his expression hardening with displeasure.

"No, you’re not," he said firmly. "Don’t ever say that."

And then, to his surprise, she moved. "Fine, then punish me. Go ahead and punish me, sweetheart."

His eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by her words. He hadn’t expected her to react that way. Then he spoke, "I won’t punish you anymore."

She stared at him, eyes stretching slightly in disbelief he had suddenly changed his mind.

Zethan stood and quietly walked toward the bathroom.

Lilia pressed her lips together, her eyes locked on the door.

Was he angry with her?

She tried to stand, but her legs trembled beneath her, forcing her to sit back down on the bed. Her lips parted slightly in disbelief—she couldn’t even walk.

Zethan returned, holding a bowl of water and a clean towel.

Lilia’s eyes widened.

Was he going to clean her?

It hit her then—she was still naked. Her face flushed a deep crimson as she quickly covered her face with her hands.

Zethan chuckled softly at her cuteness, dipping the towel into the warm water. The gentle sound of water dripping echoed through the quiet room.

So... he wasn’t angry.

He wrung out the towel and brought it to her skin. The warmth against her body soothed her, comforting her in ways she didn’t expect. But it wasn’t just the towel—it was him. Her heart pounded as her eyes flicked up to meet his.

His large hands supported her back, careful and gentle as they moved over her curves, cleaning her in silence.

After a few moments, his low deep voice broke through the quiet.

"Lay down and spread your legs, sweetheart."

Lilia’s eyes widened, her cheeks flaming with heat.

’What..?!’

Her mind instantly raced to something far more intimate, and she felt utterly shameless for it.

But then she realized—he meant to clean her. That’s all.

Still, she couldn’t help the flutter in her chest or the heat pooling in her belly.

Oh no... she was getting really naughty.

She quietly laid back and slowly opened her legs. Zethan dipped the towel into the water again. Lilia pressed her lips together.

Why was her heart beating so fast?

And why did... just why did he look so irresistible doing a simple thing like squeezing a towel?

Zethan moved as he placed the towel atop her...her...her..Va.. Oh. Lilia’s body tingled as she felt the warmth. Her pupils dilated. Was it because he was doing this to her that it felt so good?

"Ah~" A soft moan escaped Lilia’s lips, her eyes stretching wide as her hands flew to her mouth in shock.

Zethan’s body stilled as his gaze moved to her.

Lilia turned her face to the side. She felt her body tingle even more. The way his eyes stayed fixed there as he cleaned made it so hard to ignore, even when she tried her very best.

"I could use my hands instead. Do you want me to...?"

Lilia quickly shook her head.

Zethan’s laugh rumbled through the room. "Your body is clearly saying the opposite, hmm Loris?"

He slowly closed her legs and walked to the wardrobe. He pulled out a milk-colored nightwear. As he walked back to her, he sat her up. His eyes flickered to her breasts before he quickly shifted his gaze.

Lilia moved her hands to her chest as she cupped her breasts and tilted her head curiously. "Do you want to touch it?" she asked.

Zethan’s body stilled at her boldness. He turned his face to the side and scratched the back of his neck, a slow pink tint spreading on his ears, giving him away.

"Behave, sweetie. Let me dress you. I’ll do that when we’re cuddling." he cleared his throat his Adam’s apple bopping.

Lilia nodded and raised her hands for him to slip the gown onto her. He watched the way she bit her lips and groaned internally.

If only she knew what she had done by touching...Fuck

Oh.

This wife was just so clueless about many things.

He ran his hand through his hair.

Lilia’s heart warmed. She felt so soothed, so good. This man was just too good for her. He was the perfect husband anyone could ever ask for—one of a kind. A very sweet husband.

Before she even realized it, he had quietly settled her down, his presence comforting and warm. Then, just as gently, he stood again and leaned over, tucking the blanket around her with calm, deliberate movements. Every action spoke volumes of care, as though he was handling something fragile—something precious like a special glass.

"Now rest a little, wife," Zethan said softly, his voice as gentle as a lullaby.

Lilia gave a small nod in response, though she knew deep down that sleep wouldn’t come easily. Not without him lying beside her. Not until he returned for good.

Still, despite the lingering heaviness in her chest, something stirred quietly within her. A soft excitement, subtle yet undeniable, bubbled just beneath the surface.

Her thoughts kept drifting to him—his presence, his scent, his warmth—and before long, she found herself listening for the sound of running water.

’He must be showering,’ she thought to herself, biting her lip to suppress the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

The seconds stretched into minutes as she waited. Her eyelids began to flutter closed from the weight of the day, her body aching for rest—but her heart refused to settle.

And then... the door creaked open.

Her eyes slowly opened just in time to see him step out of the bathroom. Zethan was dressed in a black top and matching pants, the fabric clinging to his tall frame in a way that made her breath catch.

Lilia couldn’t help but stare, her breath hitching slightly as he walked toward her. Without a word, he climbed into bed beside her, pulling her gently into his arms. Her body instinctively melted into his, as if it had been waiting just for this moment.

A slow smile danced on her lips, but her heart was racing uncontrollably. She pressed herself closer to him, craving the heat of his skin, the solid beat of his heart. It grounded her.

Zethan raised a brow, amused. "My wife... turning shameless, huh?" he teased, his deep voice laced with warmth as his lips curled into a smirk.

Lilia met his gaze with a mixture of boldness and affection. "Happy birthday, hubby," she whispered, the words soft but full of sincerity.

’Hubby’

Before he could respond, she sat up with sudden determination, her eyes glowing with mischief.

"Let me make it up to you," she said as her lips crashed against his jaw.

Zethan’s body stiffened. This wife of his was seriously getting shameless by the second. He growled in pleasure.

Lilia pulled away softly.

"Oh, you naughty wife, who told you—"

Lilia pressed her fingers to his lips gently, silencing him. She leaned in, her face just inches away from his as her voice dropped into a low, sultry whisper.

"Shh, husband. Just take this little something from me... as a birthday gift."

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