The Past Life of the Arrogant Archduke - Chapter 10
The noise woke Yulia from her sleep. Raymond stood before her, radiating a persistent killing intent.
The sharp blade of his sword reflected the soft light of the magical lamps.
Yulia sat up, blinking away the sleep in her eyes.
‘So this is a knight’s killing intent. My whole body feels like it’s stinging!’
Even with her newlywed husband holding a sword in front of her, Yulia didn’t feel afraid.
To be precise, ever since the wedding, she had strangely not found Raymond intimidating. There was an odd sense of familiarity and a belief—somehow certain—that he would never harm her.
Especially his lower half, which was… visibly aroused.
She forced her gaze upward and fixed her eyes on Raymond’s face.
His handsome features were deeply twisted in fury. Even so, Yulia had an inexplicable belief that he wouldn’t hurt her, and it gave her boldness.
“Have you come to fulfill your wedding-night duty?”
At Yulia’s calm words, Raymond silently raised his sword. But even after a long pause, the sword didn’t come down. Only his hand holding it trembled.
“Damn it!”
It was only after abandoning the thought of cutting her down that he could lower his arm. Raymond’s shoulders shook finely as he bowed his head.
“Hah… If that is your wish, then so be it. How could I, a mere toy worth less than a slave, refuse my master’s call?”
At Raymond’s words, steeped in rage and humiliation, Yulia looked puzzled.
‘I have no idea what he’s talking about. What toy? What master?’
Suddenly, a sharp scent of alcohol drifted through the air and entered Yulia’s nose. Her eyebrows lifted.
‘What the— Is he… completely drunk even though he looks fine on the outside? A drunken man waving around a sword…’
Good grief.
Clicking her tongue inwardly, Yulia’s eyes went wide.
Srrrk—
His robe, sliced by the blade, slipped to the floor, and Raymond’s naked body was revealed.
Despite his years on the battlefield, his pale, unmarked body was so flawless it could be called divine.
Broad shoulders, a waist tightly packed with muscle. Muscles sculpted neatly within.
‘…Well, people can have drinking quirks, I guess…’
Thank you for this particular one, she thought. Her heart pounded. This was the first time she had ever seen a man’s naked body so directly.
Raymond’s fully e***t member, twitching at the center of him, was slightly grotesque.
‘It looks like a living creature. Like a snake filled with venom.’
But then—
Blushing, Yulia tilted her head. This was undeniably her first time seeing a man’s body across both this life and the previous one.
And yet, that p***s… why did it look so familiar? Far too familiar.
Without realizing it, Yulia leaned her body forward and stared intently at Raymond’s… thing.
The shape of the exposed tip, the length, the girth, the placement of the veins—it all resembled, too perfectly, the d***o she had left behind in her past life.
The only difference was the color. From a deep pink to human flesh tone.
“Ray…?”
As if responding to her voice, Raymond’s e******n bobbed noticeably. Clear precum dripped from the tip.
“What is this…”
Yulia’s voice trembled with anticipation and excitement.
“Is that really you, Ray?”
At that moment, Yulia had no interest in Raymond, the person. She was focused only on watching ‘Ray’ twitch again, as if acting cute in reply to her question.
“R-Ray!”
She lunged forward and carefully took it in her hand. Yulia’s eyes widened as far as they could go.
The texture and the way it fit perfectly in her hand…
There was no doubt. This was her beloved Ray.
Thud.
At Yulia’s sudden move, the sword Raymond had been holding slipped from his hand and dropped onto the carpet. The sword, which he had never let go of through countless battles, became buried in the thick fibers of the rug.
Raymond felt as if his body had become a lightning rod, pulling all the thunder of the continent into himself in one strike.
This is the hand I wanted. I must go inside this woman. That is where I belong.
That thought drilled its way into his head and heart without mercy.
