Cinderella is... the Male Lead? - Chapter 28
The voice that escaped Cinderella’s red lips was lower and huskier than usual.
“Shouldn’t we head back to the mansion now?”
“But we just got here. It’s hot, so why not enjoy a swim since we’re already wet?”
Rona shielded her eyes with her hand and looked up at the sky. The blazing sun was beating down fiercely. When they left the mansion, the breeze was only mildly warm, but now it felt hot and humid. Summer was approaching, and in this weather, their wet clothes would dry quickly.
At Rona’s suggestion to play in the water, Cinderella was taken aback and quickly waved ‘her’ hands. Playing in the water in this state was out of the question.
“I-I’m fine. You go ahead.”
“Why? You’re already wet too, so let’s have fun together.”
Unaware of Cinderella’s predicament, Rona began to strip off her wet clothes. It felt perfect to skinny dip in the lake since her clothes were already soaked and uncomfortable.
“Be careful…!”
Cinderella anxiously glanced towards the mansion. This was the second time Rona was undressing in front of her. The last time, Cinderella had hastily left the room when Rona suddenly threw off her nightgown. Now it was happening again.
Not knowing Cinderella’s secret, Rona stripped without fear. Cinderella bit his lip nervously, torn between wanting to flee and wanting to keep watching Rona.
Ultimately, he chose to sit on a nearby rock, defeated by his own desires.
“What if someone comes by?”
“Who would come here on purpose? The servants are all busy with their own work.”
With a splash, Rona’s wet dress was tossed onto the rock. The sound of undressing made Cinderella’s ears turn red as he looked away.
A moment later, the sound of splashing water reached his ears. Cinderella couldn’t resist and turned his head. She saw Rona’s fair, slender back, her red hair draped forward.
Slack-jawed, Cinderella couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight. Rona’s small, fair back was captivating in its own way, contrasting with his own physique.
Then Rona turned around. Cinderella flinched but couldn’t look away. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Rona’s red hair obscured her chest, revealing only vague outlines.
“Cinderella, come in! The water’s great!”
Rona stretched out her hand, inviting Cinderella to join. To Cinderella, it felt like the lure of a siren. Ripples in the water from Rona’s hand reached Cinderella, enticing him even more.
“Why are you just standing there? Aren’t you coming in?”
“I-I’m fine. My clothes will dry soon anyway.”
Cinderella glanced at the rock where Rona had left her clothes and shook his head. Trying to appear nonchalant, he picked a fruit from the basket, wiped it on his sleeve, and took a bite.
The fruit, usually sweet, tasted like nothing. His whole body felt so hot that he wondered if the heat had burned his taste buds.
Just as he was chewing the flavorless fruit, he heard splashing near him. She looked up instinctively and froze.
Rona had swum over and was smiling right in front of him.
“Come on in. You’re already wet.”
“No… I’m fine here.”
Cinderella quickly lowered his head. He could feel the heat in his face, knowing it must be red. He feared that Rona would notice and find it suspicious.
Rona pouted as she watched Cinderella, then turned back to the water. It seemed Cinderella was quite shy. Rona had hoped that swimming together would bring them closer, but she felt awkward after being rejected repeatedly.
She glanced at Cinderella one more time, then started playing in the water again.
“Fine… Just stay there, then. I don’t want to be alone.”
“Yes, yes…”
Cinderella nodded vigorously without even looking at Rona.
So shy. Why does Cinderella dislike undressing so much? Maybe ‘she’ has scars, or perhaps she feels self-conscious because her body is larger compared to her face? Whatever the reason, Rona couldn’t keep insisting if Cinderella was uncomfortable. She shook her head and continued enjoying her time in the water.
The sound of splashing water filled the air. Cinderella sat awkwardly on the rock, feeling restless.
Even though he couldn’t see Rona, the sound alone made vivid images form in his mind.
His arousal had been building for a while, and now his raging erxctixn was becoming painful.
