LUCIA

DAILY LIFE OF THE DUCAL COUPLE(6)

Lucia woke up rather late, and when she opened her eyes, she idly thought that the bedroom seemed stranger than usual, then she remembered that this was her husband's bedroom. She couldn't see her husband anywhere. Perhaps the fireplace had been lit because the room was warm unlike yesterday.

She blinked her eyes, buried deep inside the blanket, then she lazily got up. Her whole body felt listless and heavy.

She felt like they had really set a record last night. After all, they had gone to sleep around when the sun was beginning to rise.  Lucia didn't fall asleep as easily as she usually did; it was like she had taken a stimulant. And maybe thanks to that, he didn't even think of letting her go. Because of this, Lucia came to a realization. All this while, whenever she fell asleep, her husband also stopped.

As the blanket came off, cold air hit her body. She was naked. As Lucia wondered where her underwear was, she remembered the lingerie from yesterday and heat rose to her face.

She turned around and found the lingerie in question, lying neatly on the bedside table. She picked it to check it and her mouth fell open. It had totally become a rag.

The door suddenly opened, startling Lucia and she quickly dragged the blanket to cover herself. Her husband entered the room, fully dressed like he was going out soon.

In that moment, Lucia felt like she had gained the power to see through things. She could see the tight muscles on his broad chest even though he was wearing a shirt. The sweat flowing down his chest caught her eyes, suddenly shimmering before her. Even as he approached and perched on the bed, Lucia couldn't look straight at him.

"Y-You haven't left yet?"

"I'll be going soon."

He gazed at her with a mysterious look in his eyes then he picked something up and seeing the rag in his fingers, Lucia screamed inwardly. He chuckled, looking at Lucia, who couldn't meet his eyes at all, then he put his hand down again.

"...How could you tear it up like that. Do you know how much it cost..."

"Hmm. So you planned on wearing this again?"

"Eh? N...No. Not that. I mean, I'm just saying."

The sight of her babbling away in embarrassment was so pretty that Hugo couldn't help but lower his head and plant a light kiss on her lips.

"Um...yesterday...was it okay?"

"Be more specific."

"Uh...I mean...was it better than usual or something like that."

He burst into laughter.

"What did you think? Was it better than usual?"

"Ah...it was a little...embarrassing."

Then Lucia added in a small voice, 'the usual is just fine.' His gaze turned deep as he looked at her white cheeks stained with red. Once again, he pecked at Lucia's lips. It lasted a bit longer than the previous one, but it was still a light kiss.

"I already said this before but I'm crazy enough about you even without such things."

He lifted her chin with a finger and kissed her again. This time, he sucked on her lower lips for a long time.

"I don't think you knew, but there's an aphrodisiac on your underwear. From the looks of it, you're quite sensitive to drugs, so don't wear it anymore."

"An aphrodisiac?"

Lucia's eyes widened with a start. And then remembering how she was unusually sensitive last night and didn't fall asleep unlike before, she was convinced. And she also remembered Antoine's face, confidently claiming that these things had never been returned.