History at the Library

Vivian saw it too, but turned her back on it as if she didn’t know. Before long Aiden took off his outdoor clothes and began to change into comfortable clothes.

“We’ve shown each other everything, but you’re very confident.”

“Do you move about at this time?”

She shook her head, listening to the rustling sound of his clothes. It was to forget that if she turned her head slightly, she would have a view of a perfectly muscular body like marble.

This is obviously a physical attraction.

She shouldn’t have mistook it for love. Although it has been shaking as the wind blows, she felt cold when she realized that they had no trust in each other.

It was necessary to draw a line clearly because they wanted each other’s bodies.

Like a brothel view from the movie theater.

Taking an extreme example to shake off lingering feelings, she felt like she was going to cry and her heart would collapse.

“So what’s the point?”

Aiden, who had changed his clothes, plopped down on the bed and asked. As he said, ‘Training’, he seemed a little tired, whether he worked hard outside or not.

Vivian, who was choosing what to say, recalled what she had heard from Thatcher before.

“I think it’s a good match, us.”

“I won’t deny it, but…”

When he heard completely different words from what he expected, Aiden made a slightly puzzled expression.

But Vivian was very serious. The purpose of Vivian’s insistence on doing so was, in the end, ‘I want to do it anyway!’ It was lighthearted.

There was a sense of duty to complete the novel perfectly by expressing her own feelings through her experience, but in any case, the root of it was only curiosity. When she did that, the only things she got were things that were heavier than she thought.

“There are people who are so amazing that their faces, bodies, and techniques don’t matter. If they are someone that fits perfectly with my body and I think I’ll experience it just by imagining it. Relationships are broken because of a mismatch in personality, and even if we stumble, we will never be able to break up with such a person, because it gives a pleasure that will never happen again.”

She should have listened more to that at the time, but how did she know that the first man in the relationship would be in that situation? As Thatcher said, Vivian couldn’t run out of the mansion right now. It was because she had already become a body that could not live without aid.

Can I forget the pleasure?

If he had been an ordinary lover, she would not have had such concerns. Rather, if the chemistry is right, she should welcome it with open arms. It was as rare as a lightning strike.

Vivian imagined herself after her contract with Aiden was over, clinging to him for a hug like before because she liked it even once. This possibility was not entirely out of the equation…..

“So what do you think?”

“What do you mean?”

Asked Vivian, Aiden asked back with a curious face.

“As Ray wants, we may not be able to end this neatly.”

“I’m…”

“You said you couldn’t love me.”

“Me, too.”

It’s not that she doesn’t have the confidence to love, but to be exact, she’s afraid to love.

She felt sorry for herself no matter how much she thought about loving him sincerely. The opponent was a dark mastermind who said he would never love anyone because he was too lazy to use up his emotions.

She didn’t want to be hurt. No matter how many times she’s experienced it, it was a heartbreak that bothered her terribly. Vivian, who lost her parents as a child and was insulted and abused by her relatives, feared that she would be hurt instinctively when dealing with people.

“Anyways, what I wanted to say was that I wanted to cancel our relationship. Let’s completely rule out personal feelings even if we’re compatible. It could be annoying later on.”

Vivian once said that. Then Aiden’s serene look slowly spewed out an evil spirit.

Because of the atmosphere, Vivian realized keenly what it was like to make the air heavy. It was hard to breathe even though no one was strangling her. She slightly shook her fingertips with a surprised face.