He Feels Sinful
After bathing, Ichika walked out dressed in the large shirt that had Solomon’s scent on it. She soon
realized that he was typing away on his laptop seriously.
She felt disappointed when she saw that. However, she immediately rushed to him and called out to
him sweetly, “I’m done washing up, darling.”
Solomon raised his head.
Her smooth and fair skin could vaguely be seen through that large shirt. Her dark hair cascaded down
her slender neck, giving her a uniquely feminine beauty.
Naturally, her feminine beauty was not solely because of that.
The other reason was that her figure was extremely curvaceous.
Solomon did not expect that Ichika, who usually loved to wear lacey pink clothes, had such a sexy
figure when wearing that thin shirt.
Her curves were glaringly obvious beneath the fabric.
Even her breasts are…
A grim look flashed across Solomon’s eyes as he gulped awkwardly.
“You can sleep first. I’m still working.” Averting his gaze instantly, he stared at his laptop again.
“Huh?”
Standing there, Ichika widened her eyes when she heard that.
It was obvious that she was not doing it on purpose.
An innocent girl like her would not have such dirty thoughts. She was merely oblivious to how alluring
she was now.
“I see… All right, then.”
She pouted indignantly. Her cheeks flushed as a look of disappointment crossed her face. Then, she
turned around and walked toward the bed.
Solomon glanced at her back.
He held his breath again.
Her beautiful legs were fair and slender. Underneath that oversized shirt, she seemed as innocent as a
child.
He was overcome by an urge to taint that innocence.
Solomon stayed silent.
Crack!
He snapped the pen in his hand into two through brute force.
Ichika, who had already reached the bed, turned around. “What’s wrong, darling?”
Her voice sounded extremely soft and gentle, tempting him to succumb to his desires.
Solomon abandoned his work and strode to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Ichika fell asleep on the bed
without seeing him appear again .
All she could hear was the splashing of the water in the bathroom.
Why is he bathing for such a long time?
Groggily, she fell asleep. Soon, the sounds of water flowing in the bathroom faded. Solomon walked
out with his hair completely wet.
D*mn it!
Looking at Ichika, who had already fallen asleep on the bed, he cursed at himself silently.
He felt sinful.
In reality, he had never touched any woman before. What he saw that night was probably the most he
had ever experienced in his entire life.
Even so, a feeling of guilt still overwhelmed him. For some reason, after he felt a reaction to her, he
could not forgive himself.
Why am I acting like this? I only love one person. She has been hidden in the depths of my heart,
never capable of being replaced or tainted. Yet, why am I acting like this tonight? Am I a fickle man
too?
Am I like my mother, whose love changes each time? Am I no different from her horrid nature?
He lit up a cigarette and stood at the windows for a long time that night.
Meanwhile, Sebastian and Sasha were accompanying their son in his studies on the island.
They saw what happened at the party through the photos that Rufus had sent.
Sasha asked, “I’m curious. Why did Mrs. Minamoto visit her daughter only two months after she got
married?”
Sebastian was in the middle of helping his son solve a physics question. When he heard that, he
turned his head and glanced at her.
“What’s the problem?”
“Nothing, just that I find it a little strange. Jetronia’s culture places a lot of emphasis on etiquette,
especially for elites like them. If the mother visits right after her daughter get married, they might get
mocked by the other elites, saying that they’re flattering their in-laws,” explained Sasha as she scrolled
through the photos.
As she had stayed there for quite some time, she understood their cultures and customs.
When Sebastian heard that, he seemed disinterested.
“Maybe she just wants to visit her daughter. What’s the point of putting so much emphasis on those
rules anyway? Oh, right. Ambrose said that he wants to bring Ian to look at the base tomorrow. Do you
want to tag along?”
“Huh?”
Sasha glanced at Sebastian and Ian.
Ambrose was Shawn’s father, who took great care of Ian in the research institute. Despite his son dying
after getting dragged into that mess, he did not harbor any hatred toward Ian.
Instead, he spent more effort nurturing Ian.
“The base? Really? Has Little Ian earned the right to do so already?”
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