I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

65 – Monopoly (4)

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“No!”

“Shut up.”

As soon as she said those words, she took away all my senses.

Her eyes suddenly approached me and covered my entire vision, making the area before my eyes turn bright red.

Hot, dense breath filled my lungs, pushing out all the surrounding smells and air.

All tactile sensations are concentrated on the lips.

Her tongue entered her mouth.

We were kissing.

No, more accurately, I was being kissed.

When I didn’t get the answer I wanted, Sylvia grabbed my neck and kissed me.

Is it because of the kiss that has already been repeated several times?

Her lips opened reflexively, regardless of her will, to accept her.

I could feel Sylvia letting out a satisfied laugh coming from her snort.

But today’s kiss was somehow different from the soft and loving kisses we had shared so far.

It was more like the day we first kissed, that clumsy kiss that made our lips swell.

Her lips pressed against my lips with more force than usual, and her tongue, which entered roughly as if stabbing her dagger, forcefully pried open the gap between my lips, forcing my lips with such force that it felt violent. I stirred my mouth.

I quickly came to my senses from that strange feeling.

“Eup, that… Stop,”

“Ugh, I don’t like it.”

I tried to push her away with all my might, but she grabbed my shoulders and lifted her up, pinning her onto the table.

The back of my head hit the table hard and my vision flashed.

Silvia paid no attention to me and pushed my shoulder against the table and held on to it tightly.

“You don’t like it?”

“Ugh,”

“Why do you hate it? What do you hate? “If I don’t like the bed, should I stay here?”

“Stop…”

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“Wrong.”

Sylvia stubbornly denied my answer and slowly climbed up onto the table, one step at a time.

Unlike a typical table with four flimsy legs underneath a wooden board, this table, which Ms. Sylvia roughly carved out of a large tree herself, was practically the stump of a huge tree, so it could support the weight of the two of us without any hesitation. There was.

I tried my best to resist, but it was impossible.

My delicate limbs tried hard to show off their strength, but Sylvia’s strong hands instantly suppressed her as if she was snorting.

In the end, I was completely deprived of freedom with both arms held.

As she gave up and took a deep breath, Sylvia smiled with satisfaction.

Unlike me, who was wet enough to wet her bangs with sweat that I couldn’t tell if it was cold sweat or wet sweat, Sylvia didn’t even shed a single drop of sweat, and unlike me who was making rough noises, she didn’t even break her breath.

Ha,

I was devastated.

I became ashamed of my arrogance in thinking I could handle her at least in her bed.

Sylvia guessed it.

I was just pretending to be overcome by my puny strength.

Of course, it wasn’t that I didn’t know, but being so helplessly suppressed made me feel the difference in power very clearly.

Silvia looked at my rapidly rising and falling breasts with her glossy gaze, and she slowly climbed up onto my pelvis and sat astride it.

“It’s okay for Ash to stay still. “My sister will take care of everything.”

“…Don’t do it.”

“I will do it.”

She even tried to imitate giving orders just in case, but even her seeds didn’t work.

What an outrageous lie she was when she said she couldn’t possibly beat me in bed.

If she didn’t accept me, I couldn’t subdue her or move her according to my will.

I shook my head and said.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Because I love you.”

“Love… Ha, something like this?”

I looked alternately at her arms being held by her and let out a pitiful snort.

Sylvia must have felt something when she saw me like that, so she stopped and slowly looked down at me.

“Ash loves me too, doesn’t he?”

“Sa…”

Before Sylvia could finish my answer, she opened her mouth first.

“Why do you hate it? Why not? Why are you telling me not to do it? I won’t tolerate it anymore. “I know everything, you like me.”

“…I said I wouldn’t do it now.”

“…”

“Laila’s Rain…”

Sylvia clamped her strong hand over my mouth.

“Layla Layla Layla.”

“Woo-eup”

“f*ck you.”

“…!”

Sylvia’s lips twisted and the blood in her entire body turned cold as she heard those words flow out softly.

Lila,

She probably knew what that word meant to me, but she chewed my name out in a growling voice.

“Don’t pretend it’s for Lila.”

“…”

“You said that. “This doesn’t mean anything.”

“…”

“Making a grave, making a tombstone. Actually, it doesn’t mean anything. Because you can’t convey your feelings to a dead person. Yes?”

I’ve definitely said something like that.

This is what I said when, in shock that I had killed five men due to a curse, I asked them to bring their bodies so I could bury them.

“In the end, it’s all just self-satisfaction. This is enough. “To masturbate like that.”

It was definitely like that.

I clearly knew how selfish that little self-satisfaction was.

She will too.

She was the one who carved the tombstones of all the people of Millwood Village.

‘Oppa, what right do you have to be happy?’

In her dream, the image of Lila laughing at me flashed in her mind.

I know that those aren’t what Lila said directly.

I knew very well that it was nothing more than an illusion and a dream created by my sense of guilt.

So, I denied that dream and tried to be happy.

No, I became happy.

It was thanks to Sylvia’s warm embrace of me.

But, why?

She was definitely the one who made me happy, and even now, what she says is probably not wrong.

In fact, if I mix her body with Ms. Sylvia, leaving the headstone and all behind, I would be able to escape from all the sadness and pain, just like being put under anesthesia.

Why is it that every time she utters a word, her blood turns cold and hardens?

I tried to control my excitement until the first kiss, but now I wasn’t excited at all.

But, contrary to me, Sylvia screamed as if her blood was boiling hot and she was venting her anger.

“That’s no use, I know because I tried it. It’s all bullsh*t. Of course, Ash can do it if he wants to.”

“…”

“But, you can’t leave me alone and think about my fiancé… That’s really bad, right?”

“No, that’s…!”

“While you are carving stones and reminiscing, and thinking about other women… What about me? “How long on earth should I wait?”

Sylvia slowly removed her hand that was covering my mouth and brought it to her chest. She squeezed her chest and screamed.

“I don’t like comforting myself while listening to the sound of you cutting stones, and I don’t want to see you needlessly depressed after spending all day making your sister’s tombstone. Don’t blame me. You made me like this! Is this love? So, is not giving a kiss or a hug and not even answering when asked why, is it love?”

“…Just s*x,”

“Don’t say it’s the only thing you can do!”

Sylvia’s voice cracked.

I was at a loss for words at the strength of her, full of sadness.

To be honest, it was ridiculous.

Of course, the nights I spent with her gave me so much affection and happiness that it was difficult to even describe it with the word ecstasy, but even so, it was not to this extent.

She wondered if there was anything more unsavory than a man who got angry at his lover and asked why she didn’t have s*x with him, but she seemed equally unsightly even when the woman said it.

“I… How much I… I really… How… You hugged me…”

“…Silvia…Mr…”

“If you leave me alone… I’m lonely…”

Ms. Sylvia bit her lip with a miserable expression on her face.

Is it because her body has become cold?

Instead of trying to show off her loveliness, Sylvia tried to truly understand her feelings.

Actually, I was able to come up with the answer pretty quickly.

I’ve only been in this forest for about three months, but she wasn’t.

There was someone who soothed my sorrow, but it was not her.

Having had to face her own guilt alone for years without anyone to comfort her, her heart was already tattered under the weight of her loneliness and isolation.

When Sylvia was healing my body, I would have been filling her empty heart.

When she comforted me, I, too, must have been comforting her torn spirit.

Rather, that’s why she couldn’t handle the loneliness of the past two weeks when I ignored her.

Because you never want to go back to those days again.

In conclusion, it was my mistake.

Even though it was the same week, there was a difference in the loneliness she and I felt, and there was also a huge difference in the patience she had to exert on each person.

I could bear it, but she couldn’t bear it at all anymore.

She had already endured enough and endured enough before I came next to her.

However, I also did not want to step down this time.

If Lila comes to her dreams again and criticizes me, I might as well strangle myself in my sleep like Sylvia.

I said, gently holding Sylvia’s hand.

“…Silvia said she knows.”

“…”

“I like Sylvia a lot.”

“Okay, that’s why I don’t understand anymore. What’s the problem? “We love each other, so why do we have to put up with it?”

“…But not like this.”

“Bullsh*t, are you now trying to claim mental love instead of physical love? It might be okay if you’ve never had s*x, but what’s the point in saying that when you’ve already had s*x several times? Are you sick of it? Are you sick of me because I have a lot of muscles and not the soft body of a woman?”

“On the contrary, I know it well because I have done it many times. How much I like Sylvia… My sister. “How much I love my sister Sylvia…Her breasts…And her pussy…”

As explicit words came out of her mouth, Sylvia blushed and lowered her head.

“If you know that I love you, you don’t have to be impatient. We have already carved the tombstones for five people. “There’s only one left, Lila.”

“…I’ve been patient for two weeks.”

“Silvia, do you love me because of my body?”

Silvia seemed to have been speechless for the first time and swallowed her breath and pursed her lips.

At that moment, at the sight of her, a question she had had for a long time suddenly came to mind.

Why on earth does such a beautiful and strong person love an ugly man like me?

She is such a hero, why does she have me without any powers?

Her thoughts when she and I found out that we loved each other Her doubts, which had been buried deep in the other side of her, began to creep back into the center of her mind.

Then and now, no matter how hard she tried to think, only one answer could come to mind.

“Did anyone like it?”

“What?”

“Even if I wasn’t the one who entered this forest, Sylvia would have fallen in love with him, right?”

“…What does that mean?”

At that moment, even Sylvia’s blood felt cold.

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