Ariel The L*stful Saint - Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Passionate Affair

Ariel shuddered in her sleep.

After a passionate affair, she fell asleep without wearing clothes. Her temperature dropped sharply in the cold air of dawn.

The only warmth that touched her back belonged to Leandro. Ariel couldn’t curl up hastily and simply wiggled her toes, fearing she would wake him up after tossing.

“…What?”

As she shared his bed several times before, she knew that Leandro was a man of great senses. Even though he fell asleep deeply, he would wake up right away whenever Ariel moved a little.

“Nothing…”

“Your arms are cold.”

Leandro grabbed the blanket that had clung behind his back and spread it over Ariel’s body. Even so, he was afraid she would still be cold, so he didn’t forget to hug her body tightly with his big arms.

A faint, manly scent emitted from his body which wrapped around hers like a second skin.

Warm chest and firm arm… somehow a reassuring temperature took over her whole body, and Ariel had a strangely aching heart.

When he started to penetrate her on the chair, Leandro treated her roughly enough for her to think that her stomach might be pierced, but now that his desire had been sated, he was worried that her bed might be uncomfortable.

It seems that hiding inside him was a young and hurt boy who had never tried to express what was on his mind. Maybe that’s why Ariel had a heavy heart for no reason.

Ariel held Leandro’s arm and wrapped it around her waist.

“Sleep, Your Majesty…”

Ariel patted Leandro, as a mother soothed a child. In the gentle sweep of the palm of her hand, Leandro breathed a deep sigh from his heart.

She hoped his crooked mind and wounded heart would get a little better through her.

After stroking him like that for a while, she could feel Leandro’s chest rising and falling consistently. His arms, which held her tightly, were gradually loosening up.

‘He’s asleep.’

Ariel never saw Leandro smile.

In the original version of the story, Leandro was a man who could not express his feelings of joy or happiness. He always looked angry when Ariel looked him in the eye, so she often got scared of him first.

His firm mouth and sharp eyes always gave off a cool vibe. A mad lord, a cruel emperor. They were both the titles that followed Leandro. A ferocious angel who had no mercy, but lived simply in the feast of blood.

But the moment he fell asleep was an exception. His mouth, which had been hardened cold, loosened gently, and his cold eyes were peacefully covered by his eyelids, making him show a completely different face from when it was awake.

The sound of breathing followed his inhales and exhales of breath, making him look like an innocent child. It was a bit disappointing that she could not see Leandro’s sleeping face because she was hugged with her back against his chest.

‘I can’t sleep.’

Once she fell asleep and woke up, she couldn’t go back to sleep easily. Ariel blinked in the dark and stared into space.

“Ah…”

By the time her eyes seemed to somewhat adjust to the dark, Ariel immediately met the eyes looking down at her from the distance and took a breath of surprise.

“Ca…”

Without realizing it, Ariel tried to put the name of Carlos on her lips, but she quickly shut her mouth. She couldn’t wake Leandro up by making a sound.

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