Eve examined her reflection in the mirror.
Her red hair was lustrous, her complexion was softer than when she first married, and at 22, she had fully matured into a lady, no longer the girl she was three years earlier.
"Time flies so fast."
Perhaps it's her carefree, affluent lifestyle, or perhaps it's the luxury of money.
"My face is nothing to be ashamed of anywhere."
Eve smiled comfortably at her own happiness.
She had maintained a prosperous and leisurely life during the previous three years.
She not only received monthly maintenance money from the Count's home, but she also received a sizeable additional income from accompanying Count Hound to royal balls and other formal functions as his spouse.
The Count wasted no cost on such occasions.
Everything Eve wore was of the best quality, from expensive accessories to the latest trend outfits to shoes made by craftsmen dedicated to the nobility.
Per their agreement, the Count held Eve in high regard on such occasions.
In addition, he never brought other women into her presence, which was important given his previous behavior.
Despite the stories about Eve, this protected her from direct impolite questioning.
Of course, Count Hound continued to meet new women and appear on the covers of gossip magazines, but this no longer concerned Eve, who had stopped reading such publications.
Previously, passing the time meant reading third-rate newspapers or cheap gossip mags, but things had changed.
She now sought education when she was curious, went to locations when she wanted to see something and developed excellent hobbies.
Eve acquired an interest in patronage over the course of three years.
Becoming a patron and supporting budding artists did not decrease the dignity of the Hound family, making it an appropriate hobby.
She had an eye for talent, as the painters she financed rose to prominence, prompting the Count to grant her this passion gladly.
Eve Jenna, a previously impulsive rural noble, evolved into Lady Hound, a city noble with a proper demeanor and social navigation skills.
However, not every moment was enjoyable.
Count Hound has summoned Eve to his bedroom every night since that first night.
He would kiss her to satisfy himself, but he never went any farther with her.
There were constantly different women waiting in his bedroom, and Eve observed her husband's intimacy with them.
However, that was not the central issue.
The issue was in her nightmares on those nights.
A dream creature contacted her after she witnessed the Count's lovemaking.
A black-haired man with no face and herself drenched in his kisses.
It was something she couldn't tell anyone about.
For a married woman like her to fantasize about such passionate meetings with someone other than her husband, and with whom could she possibly relate such tales?
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I Became My Son's First Love
عاطفيةEve Jenna, a poor rural noblewoman who had only beauty and a sense of reality, becomes the fourth Countess of the Hound County, aiming for the monthly cost of maintaining noble dignity. In the third year of her marriage, which was full of stability...
