The Witch's Confession (1)
Iliana's appearance was tantamount to near nudity, clad only in her underwear. No, it scarcely qualified as underwear.
The black lace bra that enveloped her enormous breasts was so perilously thin, barely managing to support their weight, and its open design made her nipples stand out all the more provocatively.
As a red-blooded man, Eun-hyeon couldn't help but let his gaze drift naturally to her lower body. Just like with her breasts, the black lace panties were sheer enough to reveal everything, an open-crotch style that exposed her labia outright.
Moreover, the black garter belt and stockings accentuated her legs' seductive allure, amplifying her erotic charm to intoxicating levels.
In a way, this lingerie transformed her near-naked form—already brimming with devastating power—into something even more sensually captivating. It was, without question, her ultimate weapon.
Eun-hyeon felt as if a hammer had smashed into his mind, reeling from the shock. For the first time in front of Iliana, he betrayed visible agitation.
"You... that outfit...?"
His agitation swiftly gave way to fury, an emotion he'd never once shown her before. He glared at her, but Iliana responded with calm composure, as if she'd anticipated it.
"It's to seduce you."
Even as she spoke, there wasn't a trace of shame in Iliana's demeanor.
Even though it was an embarrassing scene where the woman reveals her nakedness in front of a man, Eun-hyeon was the one averting his eyes while overcome by bashfulness.
"That's... not what I meant."
"I told you already."
Iliana stepped closer to Eun-hyeon, cupping his face with both hands and forcibly turning his head until their gazes locked.
"I love you."
"......"
Eun-hyeon remained speechless, his expression still trapped in shock and turmoil. Seeing this, Iliana wore a look of utter disbelief.
"Don't tell me... you forgot what I was about to say back then?"
She had believed that Eun-hyeon had sought her out—entering her home, agreeing to live together—because he'd sensed her feelings and accepted them.
In truth, she'd assumed he already knew.
Even if he was pretending otherwise, that was fine.
That was why Iliana had endured his feigned ignorance thus far, deeming it merely exasperating and underhanded.
She'd waited and waited, convinced that eventually, he'd respond to her heart.
With her aging halted entirely, Iliana had ample confidence in her looks. She figured he'd come to her eventually.
But Eun-hyeon had done nothing more than manage her house like a dutiful housekeeper—cleaning, laundry, cooking.
It wounded her pride deeply, so in the end, Iliana resolved to take action herself.
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"Was I just that to you? Nothing more than a woman to express yourself with?"
"N-no, that's not..."
It was purely Eun-hyeon's mistake.
After his resurrection, he'd lost sight of his purpose and direction, wandering in confusion, preoccupied solely with the question of what lay ahead for him.
He hadn't been oblivious to Iliana's feelings.
Unable to grasp the fundamental reason for his revival, he'd lacked the mental leeway in his chaotic state to entertain other thoughts.
"Even so, I had hopes. I thought the reason you came to me was to 'respond to my feelings.'"
"......"
Iliana seized Eun-hyeon's hand and pressed it to her left breast.
The soft skin and marshmallow-like plushness assaulted his senses, flooding his mind.
"Just seeing you again makes my heart race like this. Doesn't yours?"
Disappointment and hurt toward Eun-hyeon etched across Iliana's face as she acted without restraint.
"I-Iliana."
Heeding the alarm bells ringing in his head, Eun-hyeon called out urgently, trying to halt her unilateral advance. But Iliana had no intention of listening.
She tugged his hand—still on her breast—drawing him in, then shoved his body down onto the bed.
"Iliana, calm down. Let's talk. You're not thinking straight right now."
Straddling him to pin him in place on the bed, Iliana leaned in close, staring into his eyes as she spoke.
"The one who's not thinking straight is you. I'm perfectly calm."
The lavender scent from her hair, wafting right under his nose, tickled his senses and dulled his reason bit by bit.
'Dangerous. Dangerous. So dangerous! This is bad—how do I handle this?'
Eun-hyeon sensed his body slipping from his control, desperately racking his brain for a way to defuse the situation.
Yet no viable solution came to mind. He'd always orchestrated scenarios to his advantage, bending events to his will. But detaching this wild, she-cat of a woman straddling and dominating him? He drew a blank.
"If you really hate it, just push me off."
As Eun-hyeon faltered, his reason fraying amid the confusion, Iliana uncorked a small potion vial she'd been holding. She poured the liquid into her mouth.
Then, without hesitation, she pressed her lips to his, slipping her tongue inside to pry his mouth open and pour the potion down his throat.
"Mmph?! Mmmph?!"
Struck by this third shock via her kiss, Eun-hyeon flailed his arms in panic. But the more violently he resisted, the more Iliana toyed with him—teasing his mouth with her tongue, devouring his lips.
Nearly a full minute passed with their tongues entwining in a deep, fervent kiss before Iliana finally pulled away from his lips.
"Pha! Have you actually lost your mind...?"
Eun-hyeon, who was barely able to breathe properly, tried to shout as he saw Iliana sitting on her back, but he couldn’t stop when he saw Iliana smiling as she licked the thin thread entangled with her own saliva with his lips.
'I’m speechless'.
Now, while Iliana had the expression of a ferocious beast preying on her prey, she also had a bewitching expression.
“You words say you hate it.”
Iliana pulled her waist slightly behind her, shifted her position to the lower half of her silver body, and grinned as she rubbed her butt against a mountain that was clearly rising.
“Your body says the opposite?”
“Hey, what are you talking about? It’s a physiological response. Who wouldn’t get turned on, even after getting attacked like this? The same would happens to another guy, it’s definitely not just me…”
“Don’t bring up other men.”
“…”
“Because you are doing this.”
Iliana bent down again and brought her own face in front of Eun-hyeon’s.
“You're wrong. Its you that made me do this You stupid motherfucker.”
“What the hell did I…?”
“Do you remember what I said at the imperial palace 20 years ago?”
“…”
Eun-hyeon did not answer.
(I… I have something to tell you. If even the emperor is torn apart, I…)
(I’ll live to hear it. I promise”)
(…Do you really promised.)”
(Hmm).
He had remembered it well.
“That’s what I wanted to say back then.”
Iliana, who was upset, suddenly bawled out loud.
“At that time, we even buried you like that; I don’t know why or how you came back to life. But it doesn’t matter, because you are right here in front of me. That’s important to me.”
Tears ran down Iliana's cheeks, dripping down and wetting the bed.
But now everything is fine.
Because Eun-hyeon is alive like this.
However, Iliana continued to feel uneasy.
Eun-hyeon puts his own life on the scales in everything he does, even considers it a reasonable decision, and casually sacrifice himself.
The result was dying as a warrior in the Great War 20 years ago.
“I decided not to wait anymore. I will act to have you.”
Iliana's heart, which struck her intensely for the first time, shook even Eun-hyun’s heart greatly.
Due to Iliana's sudden action, Eun-hyeon’s heart begins to crumble little by little.
“I am… I’ve been thinking that I don’t deserve anyone’s love.”
The thoughts of Eun-hyeon, which had never been heard to anyone else and had been hidden deep within his heart, begin to emerge.
“I am trash that will do anything for the sake of a plan.”
His own actions and their consequences, which had been done long before he met Iliana.
“…”
Iliana didn’t answer, she just stared at Eun-hyeon.
“There was a time when I made the choice to abandon a few people in order to save the many. I still hear the voices of those I sacrificed. 'You shouldn’t be alive', 'Call it a disaster', 'you don’t deserve to be happy'.”
Was it really the voices of the ghosts wandering around this world without ever reaching inner peace, or is it an illusion created by Eun-hyeon’s guilt? Eun-hyeon did not know.
“So I never thought someone could ever love me.”
The reason was his mission as an apostle of the Goddess and his infinitely low self-esteem, accompanied by a sense of guilt he was carrying.
Eun-hyeon removed the space in his heart and instinctively refused to allow anyone else’s heart to enter.
'Because I don’t want to get hurt again'.
In the end, as many of his colleagues left him, not only happy emotions such as pleasure and joy, but also many emotions accompanied by loneliness and suffering were engraved in Eun-hyeon’s heart and gnaw away at him.
Eun-hyeon, who lived a very long time as an immortal, met many people and had countless precious people.However, in the end, it was the fate of an immortal to let them go.
As such, he is unable to imagine himself having a relationship with anyone, to make love, and to imagine a happy ending.
“Iliana, I’m much older than you think.”
“I Know. Your appearance has always been the same since the first time we met. I thought to ask, are you okay. I'm old too.”
Her appearance is that of a mature and bewitching 20-year-old, but inside she is a woman in her 40s.
Eun-hyeon unknowingly smiled at Iliana's attitude when she brought up her age on her own, which would normally have made her angry.
“You would not be my first love.”
“What are you saying? Then what number is it?”
“The Second.”
It was not that Iliana couldn’t understand the meaning of those words.
“Are you talking about another woman in front of me? Whatever, I’ll get over it for now. So, who is the first?”
“The one who revived me and brought me before you.”
“…”
Iliana's expression hardened.
It was a pity for her Iliana, but for Eun-hyeon, his first priority was his own goddess.
Her expression was deep in thought.
Rather than a sense of opposition to the ‘first existence’ sprouted in Eun-hyeon’s words, which expresses the existence of an outsider, an unknown and strange feeling arose from within her.
“I don’t think you're joking. So its something like that. is it really?”
“I’m not entirely sure, but I think it’s probably that.”
“…Are you really not a normal human being? Strangely enough, if such a being is behind you, many of your puzzles are explained. So?”
“My first one has always been her. If that’s okay with you… “
He was about to say that he too will show his courage to repay Iliana's heart.
Before Eun-hyeon could agree, Iliana's lips overlapped with his again.
‘Goddess, I’m sorry. I don’t know what the Goddess intended by bringing me back to life. But… I don’t think I can turn away from Iliana's heart any longer. I’ll be greedy, just a little bit.’
With words of atonement for his goddess who did not answer his own call, Eun-hyeon embraced Iliana's body.
Eun-hyeon laughed inwardly, wondering if it had been hundreds of years since he had been in a relationship with a woman again.
He enjoys the fragrant smell of Iliana's bare skin that seduces him.
His towering piller had reacted greatly from not being used in a while, and it raged wildly, begging him free it from his pants.
Even so, Eun-hyeon was worried.
Could he really be like this?
The immortal’s strong walls of celibacy, had shaken and was succumbing to the witch’s temptation, began to crumble.