The Obsessive Kiss
gulp
Beatrice’s fork clinked against her teeth as she bit down. Cheon Seong’s throat moved without permission.
Because he had once been with Yuna, or perhaps because Beatrice was simply that captivating, or maybe his body was just in heat like those other idiots, his eyes kept sweeping over the fallen angel’s beautiful form.
The gentle curves peeking from the fluttering black fabric, the irresistible...
No. Snap out of it, Cheon Seong. Hana is right here. Your daughter is standing in front of you and you’re thinking this?
He couldn’t be entertaining such crude thoughts in front of the still-young, innocent Hana.
Deeply sighing, Cheon Seong covered his flushed face with his hands. Beatrice covered her mouth with a small hand, smiling softly as she asked.
“It’s nothing.”
Cheon Seong could never admit he felt lust for her, so he only managed to answer while avoiding Beatrice’s gaze.
Beatrice saw straight through his thoughts and sent a private message with a bewitching smile.
"Do you want to do it with me?"
“!!!”
Cheon Seong startled and looked around in a panic, forgetting for a moment that private messages couldn’t be overheard by others.
Quickly realizing the message was private, he sent one back with a poker face.
"What do you mean?"
Beatrice casually sliced her steak and replied. Seeing her like that, Cheon Seong felt a deep melancholy. Was she really thinking only of himself?
"What do you mean?"
Beatrice never thinks about it when we do this…
His heart pounded as if it would burst whenever she spoke those words, yet she seemed completely indifferent. It made him think he wasn’t even attractive to her.
Or… did she already have someone else?
Beatrice had lived for an unimaginable amount of time. Cheon Seong had lived through too many lifetimes to count. It was possible she had lovers before him. The heat in his head cooled instantly.
He hated it. He hated the thought of Beatrice smiling brightly at another man and giving him that seductive eye smile.
He hated it even more that he would feel murderous over a ghost of a person who might never have existed.
Looking up, Cheon Seong saw that Beatrice and Hana were already done eating. They were laughing and talking happily together.
The smile that should have been for him alone twisted something inside his chest. Disgust and murderous intent poured down like a waterfall from the deepest part of his heart.
The cold steak felt like it was mocking him.
The coldness of its warmth chilled the fire in his head. The wet sauce clung to the outside like it was staining his heart that had been stained by murderous intent.
What should he do?
Even if another man existed in Beatrice’s life, the love she sent him right now was real.
That man was almost certainly dead now.
Then what was he supposed to do with his murderous intent?
Even if it was blood from another man’s veins, he should kill it…
…blood?
Cheon Seong, who had been searching for a target, turned his gaze to Beatrice and Hana, who were laughing together as if nothing had happened.
If she had actually had someone else besides him… If Hana was not her “first” child?
The image of Beatrice, who looked as if she had raised children without any trouble, filled his head, completely unlike the clumsy adoptive father he had been when he first decided to take Hana in.
Could it be that he was just imagining things?
One family had made him doubt every single action of hers.
He hated it. He hated it more than anything.
Beatrice’s child. A child from another man and Beatrice.
He wanted to kill it. He wanted to tear the child apart with his bare hands and feed it to a monster, then kill the monster too and burn it to ash.
Even the way she was looking at him worriedly right now—wasn’t she someone else’s Beatrice? Wasn’t the love in her eyes also someone else’s?
What should he do? Should he trap her? But how? Beatrice was strong enough to fight him on equal terms even before his regression. How was he supposed to keep her locked up?
Or was there a reason he had to hold back? He had already been with Yuna. Beatrice knew exactly who he was and what his goal was.
Actually, the only reason he had endured her temptations all this time was guilt toward Yuna and regret. The willingness to let go of lingering feelings had already fallen apart.
Yet was there still a reason he had to endure?
No. Not after thinking it over, not after thinking coldly, not even as her man did he have any reason to hold back.
And since he couldn’t physically trap her, he would trap her mentally and physically.
He would make her unable to think about the man she used to have, unable to think about the relationship or the child with that man.
Only he existed in her mind. Only he was in her eyes. Only he was in her child’s heart.
Then Beatrice would never be able to leave him.
From then on, Beatrice would be his alone forever.
Beatrice. This is all your fault. You made me accept Yuna as a lover. You told me you loved me. You comforted me. You made me fall for you.
You were too attractive. I fell for you too much. I can’t hold back anymore.
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After the meal ended, Beatrice moved back to Cheon Seong’s dorm with him.
“Ha~ah… Dad… Hana is sleepy.”
“Huh? Then how about we sleep early today?”
“Uuu… bothersome… yeah~”
Hana, who had been bouncing with excitement since seeing her father after such a long time, suddenly felt drowsy after eating. She yawned and told Cheon Seong she was tired. He answered with his usual soft, sleepy voice that he should brush her teeth and go to bed.
Hana went into the bathroom. Alone with Cheon Seong and Beatrice, the fallen angel sat on the chair in silence and watched Hana brushing her teeth. She felt an intuition that Cheon Seong’s mood had turned extremely bad.
She had no idea why. She had never seen him in such a foul mood before.
Recognition inhibition magic had prevented any glances from Cheon Seong’s hated target. Nothing should have upset him. Yet his mood was terrible.
Beatrice, who had lived for countless years and mastered both magic and void, couldn’t understand the reason.
After she finished brushing and her eyelids began to droop, Cheon Seong laid Hana on the bed, sat beside her, and stroked her back while putting her to sleep. He also cast a soundproof barrier around the room, then walked over to Beatrice with long strides.
Then.
bang!
He slammed his fist into the wall, looking at Beatrice with an expression that said he didn’t understand why he was doing this. With his other hand, he lifted her chin and kissed her.
smack!
The kiss carried unmistakable love, yet the intensity felt as if the love itself had turned black. It was a fierce kiss that showed zero consideration for his partner.
It was the opposite of the gentle Cheon Seong who had always treated her with care.
Startled, Beatrice pushed against him, but Cheon Seong grabbed her wrists with both hands, lifted them, and pinned them to the wall, refusing to allow any resistance.
Beatrice’s tongue was ruthlessly invaded by his as her face flushed bright red, as if it might burst.
Cheon Seong continued the kiss even while holding her limp body in his arms.
After a long time, when the kiss finally ended, he laid the exhausted Beatrice on the floor and looked down at her, her breath hot and ragged from the prolonged exchange. He asked in a voice that carried no gentleness.
“Noona. Wait… Beatrice. Do you love me?”
Beatrice, who would normally never answer so aggressively, nodded without realizing it.
nods
“More than the man from before?”
Startled by the unexpected question, Beatrice asked him back.
“Then I’ll ask differently. Do you love me more than the other man I had before you?”
“Answer me! Or are you saying you love your ex more than me?”
Cheon Seong’s tone demanded an answer as if he were angry. Beatrice couldn’t understand the situation at all.
Another man? What did that even mean? Do you love me more than another man? She had no idea what he was trying to get at.
“Why aren’t you saying anything? Could it be that the man before me is better than you? And did that bastard really have a child?”
Regaining her composure, Beatrice asked him back. Cheon Seong grabbed her hand and placed it over his heart.
thud… thud… thud… thud… thud…
Her hand could feel his heart pounding faster than a diseased one.
“Just by doing this, my heart is beating this fast. Every time you seduce me and speak to me in that enchanting voice, my heart races even faster… Why are you always so calm?”
Cheon Seong looked down at her with a sad face and asked. Beatrice finally understood why he was suddenly like this.
She tried to explain that it was a misunderstanding while speaking to the extremely agitated man, but Cheon Seong’s hand blocked her words.
“No. It doesn’t matter anymore. There’s no reason for me to hold back anymore. I don’t want to hold back anymore.”
In Cheon Seong’s pitch-black eyes, a thick, dark-red flame of possession burned brightly.
“I won’t let you go. I won’t let you be taken. And…”
click
Cheon Seong snapped his fingers, turning off all the lights in the room. He slid the off-shoulder of her fluttering black dress down further and said.
“Beatrice, I will have you. All of you.”
smack
Cheon Seong kissed her again.
It was a kiss filled with possession, with the burning desire to stain Beatrice in his color.