Life Becomes Duke's Beloved
Armand Room

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Abela strangely felt comfortable being here. Between the golden color and the dominance of red decor this room. Its high ceiling and soft sunlight entered from the large glass window. Not too strong, just enough to illuminate all parts of the room. The sound of the fireplace that began to be lit because the day had begun to dusk.

Nothing makes Abela feel uncomfortable staying here. Not with the touch of Armand's fingers on his bare shoulders and shoulders. Or the scent of Armand perfume that smelled at a very close distance. Even Armand's chest, which was getting stuck on Abela's back, didn't make her want to run.

Abela could feel Armand breathing down her nape as she whispered softly near her ear. Abela let go of Armand's hand and walked towards the bed, sitting there crossing her legs. Abela's eyes stared at Armand slightly sharply. His two hands came down to touch the bed, propping his body.

"Why didn't you tell me about the baby?" ask Abela.

"You already know the answer" Armand replied ambiguously.

"Because she's going to be sad?"

"Him?" Armand raised his eyebrows. Trying to understand what Abela said earlier.

"Damn." Abela said her name, widening Armand's eyes.

"You talk about it like you're not him." Armand looked at the beautiful face of Abela. There was emotion raging in his chest. Enough to make him try to calm down.

"Him and I are different. I don't know that person, or the people around that person. I could not feel what that person felt to everyone who looked at him in awe. I do not know or remember the face of a child born at the expense of my strength. Or the husband who left this world, or even you who claim to be yours. Or your son calls me mother."

Armand was silent for quite a while, hearing what Abela had to say. All this time he understood, only probably still rejecting that reality.

"Armand ... I didn't even feel anything when I found out I was missing a baby. It's obvious that he's the one you knew in the past. And the one in front of you is a different person."

Armand still did not reply, he approached Abela. Sitting on the floor, beside Abela's feet and resting her arms on Abela's lap. While his head rests on the bed.

"I see, everything you say is true. It's not fair for you to be dragged into living what you don't remember before. I wish I could make you fall in love again."

Armand smiled wryly before continuing, "But hearing you tell me to marry another woman made me not confident. Abelie ... Love ... " Armand chuckled as he felt Abela's body slightly tense as he called her dear.

"Please be patient with me."

Abela looked behind Armand's head, she was silent yet unable to answer anything. Abela sighed for a moment.

"Even from back here you look pathetic. What about your marriage to the princess?"

"Stop that, Abela. If you want me not to come near you. I'll do it, no need to say anything that pisses me off." Armand sighed in the middle of his sentence.

"Why should I keep you away? Only you right now can help me increase the power of my aura."

"Why have you been so obsessed with aura lately?" Armand raised his head to look at Abela's face.

"Content ... Maybe it's my gut feeling that my life is in danger." Abela avoided Armand's eyes. He couldn't be honest if he wanted the real Abela to come back and he left this world.

Actually this is very ambiguous, Abela does not yet know what she can do in this world.

"I'll go the day after tomorrow. To the east, to the territory of the Duke of Estonia, there are monsters that threaten the territory. So ...." Armand stopped what he was about to say when he saw Abela suddenly smiling strangely.

"Abela?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming with you." Abela gripped the two sides of Armand's shocked face looking at Abela on top of her. Abela's face was very close to Armand's.

Armand stuck his hand up. Tuck it in Abela's hair that was tied carelessly. Armand's gaze softened, staring at Abela's lips that were close to his eyes.

"Beautiful sight," muttered Armand softly. Awakening Abela to their intimate position.

"What are you doing?" ask Abela.

"You can take off your clothes in front of me. Can't I do the same?" ask Armand in a low voice. Next to his eyebrows rose and a grin appeared on his handsome face. His brown eyes stared at Abela sharply.

"Just whatever .... " Abela threw her gaze beside Armand.

Abela never disappointed Armand. He might be trying to put on a flat expression. But the red hue on his face could not lie to Armand's eyes. Armand climbed onto the bed slowly. His thighs were already on one side of Abela's body. Slowly pushing Abela to the bed.

Abela had yet to look at Armand, she still displayed next to her perfectly red face. His golden-coloured hair splattered over the maroon blanket. His white neck was exposed, shining in increasingly dim lighting.

Armand's gaze became my glare. He swallowed his saliva. Trying to survive the last moment. Armand wasn't confident enough to do nothing.

"Tell me? Why do you want to meet the Duke of Estonia?" armand asked over Abela's neck. The breath of Armand that Abela felt there. It brought a strange sensation to his body.

"I don't want to meet the Duke of Estonia. I want to see monsters" Abela replied softly. His hand had already restrained Armand's shoulder to not get close anymore.

"The monster?"

"I mean, just think of it as a vacation." Abela somehow felt stupid, nothing reasonable came to her head to convey to Armand.

"Happy to the place where monsters attack?" Armand asked again in a tone that sounded annoying.

Abela somehow felt annoyed to hear it. With emotion, he pulled the collar of Armand's shirt, clutching the collar with his two hands. Making Armand's face come closer. His sky-coloured eyes looked at Armand sharply.

"Can I come or not?" firmly Abela.

While Armand, from earlier can only be glued. He was flinching in his place. His eyes were only on Abela's lips. Nothing else filled his sight.

"Armand?"

"Yes?" Armand's voice rattled, resuscitating Abela with what she was doing. Clumsily let go of her hand.

"I can take you if you want. It's not a difficult thing" Armand said softly.

"Just ... Make me say yes Abela." Armand grinned again.

A blue aura enveloped Abela's entire body. Armand laughed softly as he sensed that aura. But then the aura also spread throughout his body. With the same color.

"Do you remember our conversation last night?" ask Armand calmly.

"Then turn off your aura. No. gabe. Get away from me." Abela said in the middle of her blocked breath.

Armand smiled before turning off his aura. Abela's aura had also disappeared, wearing out resisting the aura of Armand that was stronger than her many times over. Abela tried to breathe normally again. Armand had already placed his lips on Abela's nape which was always teasing her. While his hands separated Abela's legs, so that she could sit between them.

Abela uttered the curse many times in her heart. He shouldn't have worn his aura earlier. He did not have the strength at all to keep Armand's huge body away on it. His breath was stinged in between his sighs which he could not control. His eyes widened as he felt the touch of Armand's fingers on his calves and knees.

"Keep , la-do this , and ... I ..." Abela can't even speak properly.

"alright. Give a reasonable threat then," whispered Armand who has now gripped two thighs Abela tight. With a single pull brought Abela's body closer to his.

"You ...." Abela gulped at Armand on top of her.His hand gripped the other blanket to hold Armand's wrist from moving any further. While his breathing is increasingly uncontrollable as his racing heart.

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