PBPGD

CHAPTER 68

A subtle light poured into her closed eyes.

In the early morning of winter, she could feel the unique cold air. There was also a smell of moist snow crystals.

Did the fireplace go out?

Lia curled up slightly.

Then the sheet the was covering her body was pulled.

Who could it be?

Who would come into that room?

That state continued for a long time. The sound of the fabric rubbing, the
steps on the floor, and the feeling of her hair being brushed.

However, she closed her eyes even more and buried her face on the pillow.

The dream she had last night is so vivid, that if she open her eyes, everything seems to be a lie. She couldn't open it because it was an embarrassing dream that she couldn't imagine even if she's sober.

'We should stop here... If I lose my patience, you'll get hurt, Canillia.'

'Having such a body... You've been fooling me so far?'

That voice, which she couldn't tell if he was angry or holding back his laughter, was definitely Claude's.

Lie felt like she was going to die because of embarrassment and shame to find him even in her dreams.

The only thing that's covering her wet body was a large towel. He sat in front of the fireplace with Lia still hugging him, both were still bare.

He pulled the blanket on the sofa, wrapped it around him, and stared at the burning flame. As she leaned against his chest, which was as hard as a stone, he kissed her on the back of her ear, neck, and shoulders.

His large hand was hot and rough, it travels from her abdomen to her chest, then all senses stirred up like an explosion.

Something similar to shame, trembling, and hunger that resembles fear made her lose her mind.

Everything that happened last night was so unrealistic like a dream.

From the fact the she was naked in front of Claude, to him calling her 'Canillia'

Those were the only things that wouldn't have been possible unless she was dreaming.

After sorting out her thoughts, Lia slowly lifted her heavy eyelids. Light passed through her pale eyelashes and hits her green eyes.

She stared blankly at the wallpaper where the light had fallen.

The patterns that appear to be drawn with melted gold were repeated endlessly, calming her dizzy mind.

Then a savory butter scent filled the room.

Still wrapped in a sheet, she turned around. She doesn't know when it was brought in, but the bread and soup are warm. She saw the table filled with bite-sized sausages and eggs.

However, she was the only one in the bedroom. There was no trace of what happened last night.

Rolling down from the bed, she put on a robe and entered the bathroom.

'I'll wash up first.'

She has no idea how she got to the bed, but the last thing she remembers before she went to sleep was the fire burning in the fireplace.

However, the moment she stepped in the dark bathroom tile, she frowned.

The petals were scattered throughout the fairly spacious bathroom. The memories from her dream reminded her by the petals that gave off an enchanting scent becomes clearer.