Temptation Only You Don’t Know - Chapter 20

As if checking the temperature, their lips that met slowly rubbed together.

The sound of lips rubbing against damp skin quietly melted into the dark night air.

Iska, who let go of Lavella’s wrist, raised the tip of his finger and rubbed the inside of her wrist.

“Haaa.”

Perhaps because it was ticklish, Lavella let out a shallow moan and bit her lower lip as if trying to conceal it.

Instead of stopping, Iska, who was slowly tickling Lavella’s palm, lowered his lips.

“Hmmm.”

When Iska’s lips fell away for a moment, Lavella took a short breath as she opened her eyes and looked up at the man on top of her.

“I thought you’d run away,” Iska whispered as he stared at the eyes that contained only him.

“What do you think? Have you checked my true feelings?”

Under her thick eyelashes, her clear gold eyes sparkled under the moonlight.

Beautiful and lovely.

“…….”

Iska, who enjoyed the quiet tangled gaze, seamlessly slipped his long fingers between the gaps of Lavella’s and squeezed.

It was a gentle touch, but firm.

Lavella could feel his longing desire for her through his tight grip.

“Don’t you want to play hard to get?” Asked Lavella.

Raising the ends of her lips, Lavella let go of Iska’s collar and patted his clothes that had been wrinkled because of her.

Of course, she didn’t mean it.

It was time for this man to get drunk on her.

“Well…”

The purple eyes filled with a passionate heat carefully swept down Lavella’s body as if appreciating it.

Lavella’s platinum blonde hair fluttered on the fresh green grass as her cheeks flushed a bit red.

Everything was irresistible and enchanting. 

“I wonder if that’s necessary.”

The heated rapid breath scattered over her lips.

“It’s not funny.”

While pinching him, Lavella slipped her hand on Iska’s shoulder and wound it around his neck.

Iska dug in more aggressively as soon as the signal of permission fell.

“Mmm.”

It was such a desperate and passionate kiss to the extent that he felt like biting her neck.

He hugged her slender waist and raised her on his lap. The soft platinum blonde hair moved and brushed Iska’s cheek.

As his body got closer, Lavella hugged his broad shoulders as if she was responding positively. That fact satisfied Iska.

Iska’s big hand, which pulled out her hidden desire, ran his fingers through her hair.

It was something he always wanted to touch.

Iska pulled her a little closer, enjoying the fine blonde hair that was sweetly intertwined between his fingers.

She was a woman whose panting breath made people desperate.

Her, Lavella.

*   *   *

‘Huh.’

While walking alongside Iska, Lavella glanced up at him, who was strangely calm.

‘I didn’t expect it to stop there.’

As the early light of dawn rose up, Iska neatly let her go.

It was all the more surprising because she fully felt his strong desire that swelled to the peak. 

‘You still have a reason to control yourself?’

What, does it hurt your pride a little?

Since he was easily tempted by her seduction she was worried about how far she should go.

‘It can’t be helped.’

It was necessary to conquer his mind until Kirah was definitely on track.

Also…

Lavella skimmed over the side of Iska, which was lit up with the dim dawn light.

‘He’s a pretty good opponent to have fun with.’

So far, there had been no men in the other world or in Imperia who were as sexually charged as Iska.

So it wasn’t a bad choice for her either.

“Iska.”

After organizing her thoughts Lavella tapped Iska’s arm.

“Are you going to see Kuzne’s elder?”

“I’m thinking about it.”

When asked calmly, Iska nodded softly and met her eyes.

Iska’s eyes gazed at her plump lips that were slightly swollen.

“They’re swollen.”

As if sorry, Lavella shrugged her shoulders as she carefully swept the surface of her lips with her fingertips.

Iska’s eyes darkened.

She was so nonchalant that he thought he dreamed of their passionate kissing.

What should I do to win her heart?

I wouldn’t mean anything to her just by mixing our bodies.

When he realized that, he felt like the passion that was heating up his body cooled down.

Lavella couldn’t tell the stormy anguish that was raging through Iska’s head.

Because she had already drawn attention from Iska.

‘Hmm?’

Ashen hair came into Lavella’s sight when she inadvertently turned her head.

‘What kind of trouble are you going to cause?’

Lavella laughed as she watched Moot lurking around the corner of the building like a rat.

After checking his surroundings and finding no sign of any presence he ran away and then stopped to check his surroundings again.

‘You were chased by smugglers when we first met, right?’

Lavella, who had been tapping her arm with her index finger, made up her mind and turned.

“I’m going to the hotel. Have a good conversation.”

“?”

Then Lavella waved her hand and turned around without regret.

“See you tomorrow then.”

“…….”

Leaving Iska in dismay, Lavella moved forward.

‘I hope Iska doesn’t notice.’

Lavella deliberately headed away from Moot and hoped he would not feel Moot’s presence.

Even if she followed Iska and met Cassie, chances were high that she would not be able to get anything, let alone monopolize the weapons trade.

Beyond knowing Iska’s true identity, there should have been at least one card in her favor besides conquering the mind.

And the threat, too, seemed to be with Moot.

“Whoo.”

Moot, who had no idea that Lavella was following him, was being chased alone.

‘I’m sure I’ll succeed today.’

Moot headed to the blacksmith’s shop to escape the sight of the villagers.

‘All you have to do is create funds for the Imperial family.’

If you hand over a few of Kuzne’s swords to a smuggler you’ll get a fortune for it.

As the next Kuzne elder, it was not something that should be done, but he had no choice.

Even his grandfather was submitting to the power of Prince Rubitz, who put soldiers at the forefront, by making fake weapons.

Protecting Kuzune’s pride was something he could only do when the villagers lived well.

‘If you go to the palace and talk to the Crown Prince or His Majesty, it will be solved.’

All that mattered was reporting the misdeeds of the evil Prince Rubitz and restoring peace in the village.

Moot was more responsible than ever as the next Elder.

Last time he failed because he couldn’t avoid the bulldog that guarded the blacksmith’s shop, but this time, he prepared everything in advance and handed over a drink with sleeping herb juice.

‘As expected.’

In front of the warehouse, Moot found the bulldog crumpled in front of the warehouse.

As he crept into the warehouse, Moot spread a large cloth and put some swords on it and began to roll it.

‘I have to hurry.’

It happened when Moot, who was firmly frozen to prevent the sound of the swords clashing, rose up.

“Hmm, is Kuzne’s treasure warehouse supposed to be this sloppy?”

“!”

“A petty thief is coming in too easily.”

The familiar voice he had heard over the past few days came from behind his back.

“Eeek.”

Moot’s face became dark when he turned around and saw Lavella.

“You’re trying to steal that, right?”

“La-Lavella.”

“I can’t pretend I didn’t know you were stealing when it happened in front of my eyes. What should I do?”

Lavella, looking around the warehouse, reached out to the sword in front of her.

“!”

Then, holding the sword in her hand, Lavella could understand what Iska and Ritelni had said.

‘This is Kuzne’s real weapon.’

Despite what she saw being fake, it was the best quality in Imperia.

But the real Kuzne weapon was on a different level. It was like resonating with a sword.

“Hikk.”

Moot misunderstood Lavella’s behavior of instinctively swinging the sword and fell to the floor.

“Please listen, I’m doing this to help the villagers.”

“Huh?”

Lavella raised an eyebrow.

“Why are you selling Kuzne’s weapons to the smugglers for the villagers?”

“I have to go to the Imperial family and reveal the evil deeds of Prince Rubitz.”

“…Are you serious?”

“Yes!”

“Hoo…”

Lavella sat on the weapon box and looked down at Moot, who had a pathetic look on his face, then breathed a deep sigh.

“Do you know why your grandfather has done nothing?”

“…Huh?”

“Think about it. Why is your grandfather obedient to this ridiculous situation?”

“It’s because Prince Rubitz threatened us….”

“If that’s true, will the Imperial family protect Prince Rubitz or will they listen to you?”

“…….”

“And you know what?”

Lavella clicked her tongue when she saw Moot with a stupid look on his face.

“The Rubitz Prince, he may not be such a bad guy.”

“Do… do you know the Prince?”

‘Keep my existence a secret.’

When asked by Moot, Lavella gave a straight smile.

“Rumors don’t only go to Kuzne.”

“…….”

“Now, thief. Guide me around the blacksmith.”

“Huh? No! I can’t show the blacksmith to an outsider.”

“Oh yeah? Then it can’t be helped. I’ll take you to your grandfather.”

“Wait, hold on, Lavella.”

“What do you want to do? You make the choice. One more thing, I can give you another solution.”

“What do you mean…?”

“Have you heard of Kirah?”

“If it’s Kirah…”

“It’s mine.”

“…….”

“If you can’t believe it there’s nothing I can do…”

“…I’ll take you to the blacksmith.”

The ends of Lavella’s lips went up.

“I assure you, it will be the best choice you’ve ever made.”

*   *   *

“You’re such a troublemaker.”

Looking at the two disappearing toward the blacksmith’s shop, Iska burst into laughter.

He was about to step back because the way Lavella suddenly left was strange.

“That Rubitz Prince, he may not be such a bad guy.”

　

At any rate, he achieved his success. Now that he heard those words from Lavella.

He was so touched by her words that sounded so lovely.

Somehow the desire to have her around began to grow.

Even if she was another curse of revenge that Chamer gave him, he might have no choice but to accept it.

‘Anyway, I need to sort things out with Cassie.’

The innocent boy couldn’t create another dangerous accident. 

* * *

　

“Where have you been?” Cassie asked with a stiff face as soon as he saw Iska.

His lord, who only came as soon as the night began, did not appear until the morning sun was about to rise.

“Busy work.”

“…So did you solve it?”

“Not yet.”

When asked Iska smiled and sighed 

“Cassie.”

“Yes, go on.”

“How did my soldiers end up surrounding Kuzne and trading fake weapons?”

“…I’m sorry.”

Cassie bowed deeply.

“What for? Because you didn’t solve the misunderstandings of the villagers? Or…”

“It was the Prince’s command.”

“…….”

The expression disappeared from Iska’s face when he closed his mouth. 

Iska unwittingly lifted his hand to his chest.

The scar that still remained on his chest seemed to be throbbing.

“I know why you suddenly disappeared.”

Since the prince, who was injured so badly that he passed life and death, hid in Kuzne, the Crown Prince had often sent men to pressure Kuzne.

When he repeatedly held out, saying he knew nothing, the prince disappeared before recovering from his injury.

“There was only one request from the Crown Prince. Prove Kuzne’s loyalty.”

“…….”

“I didn’t know whether you were alive or not but I had no choice.”

“What would you do if it’s found that the weapon was fake…” 

The somber Iska was barely able to speak.

“I made the decision because I saw smugglers gathering around here. At least he thought the Prince needed more than a weapon,” Cassie bitterly recited.

“If things went wrong… I planned to give my life. I’m afraid that my grandchild is not ready yet, but I’ve lived long enough.”

“Cassie. He’s not ready for you to die…he’s too young.”

“That’s why I’m not only worried about myself.”

Cassie was willing to respond to Iska’s efforts to change the heavy atmosphere.

“Cassie, I didn’t mean to see you yet, actually.”

“I thought so.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you anything.”

“It’s okay. I’ve confirmed that you are safe.”

“…….”

“What do you intend to do in the future?”

“For now…”

It was time for Iska to open his heavy mouth.

“You’re in there, aren’t you?”

They heard a series of knocks on the door and a resonant voice.

“Lavella?”

Are you done looking at the blacksmith’s shop?

Iska revealed his curiosity. 

“…Come in.”

As soon as Cassie’s permission fell, the door burst open.

“What happened in the morning?”

Cassie became curious as he alternated between Lavella and the pale-faced Moot.

“I’m here to ask for a deal.”

It was a refreshing smile that bloomed on her porcelain face.