Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!

Chapter 691: Chapter 691 - What about me? (Part 2)

I slowly leaned forward and found my hands reaching for both sides of his face. When my palms made contact to his cheeks, I felt him lean on to them weakly, his eyes still keeping eye contact. I used my thumbs to wipe away his tears but I couldn’t say anything to make him feel better that would not shake the status quo.

The truth was, he was not the only one feeling that strong pull of wanting to be close to the other. He is not the only one feeling that inexplicable obsession.

From the first time, I saw Darth, I knew that he was trouble. His head had a glaringly bright ”100” on top of it without any enhancements or buffs. It was a rare occurence as I have only met a few human men with this perfect resonance only a few times so far.

If I wasn’t attracted to him, I wouldn’t have talked to him in that tiny frontyard garden of his to ensure that he wouldn’t feel scared or threatened in any way as he could not see a thing. I wouldn’t have healed his eyes too without getting anything in return. For one, I have always been someone who rarely do things that do not bring any benefits to me, my family or my goals.

If I would be completely honest, I have been trying to keep my impulses and strong reactions in but just like how it was when my connetion with Laerad was established, it was a done deal. It was already like this after I left his consciousness, long before I discovered that mark appeared.

It must have appeared since the resonance is high between us when I made contact with his soul. It might not have been my intention, not even a though in my mind but my soul wantedto be connected to him so bad that it just happened. It must have been fate playing with me or the matchmaking gods, who knows?

I was actually trying to delay things since I have just fulfilled my promise to Clarence to officially marry him as my husband. I don’t want a repeat of what happened when I met Ioannis and Kayden, with the time between me accepting them being too short causing a bit of a misunderstanding that took some time to fix.

Another thing to consider is I don’t want to force him. I also don’t want to be with him just because of the resonance or because he wanted to spite Clarence to death. I now think that I have become more romantic after barely two years in this world and several husbands and kids after, no matter how much I denied it.

Lastly, I was only weighing his reaction when I said that I had a way to remove the mark on top of his lower abdomen. I wanted to know if he did not like it or maybe even hated it. I already knew that it would be almost impossible to remove it but if I even see a hint of dislike in his eyes, I would do anything in my power to have it removed and our connection severed.

Holding his face and looking at his eyes right now, I guess that I have clearly received his answer. It was a resounding, ”I want to be with you.”

After wiping his tears, his tears still continued to flow. He asked me in a pained voice, ”Am I that deplorable? Do you hate me? Is there nothing in me that you like even for just a bit? What about me? What am I to do from now on? Am I-”

The more questions he asked, the more helpless and hurt he sounded, his voice softening and weaking after each word. The last few questions even have hints of panic and fear. I couldn’t take it anymore so I leaned in and gave him a light kiss on his lips which successfully stopped his rambling.

I leaned back almost immediately but kept my hand on the side of his face, I just stared into his eyes after, not saying anything. Darth’s eyes were wide, obviously shocked from the kiss that came out of the blue. Instead of speaking, his face slowly crumpled and this time he wailed like I bullied him.

I released his face and then sat next to him. I then pulled him into my arms for a tight hug while rubbing his back to try and calm him down.

While in my arms, he continued to murmur, ”You are so mean. You don’t even want me! Why did you even steal a kiss from me?! You are so mean!” While grumbling, he was hitting my back with his closed fists. The hits were quite strong, full of anger and frustration.

I know that it wasn’t the time to laugh but I couldn’t help but chuckle. It is just that even if I stole a kiss from him, the best curse word he can say was ”You are mean” and he isn’t even brave enough to push me away or say he hated me.

Since he is being soft-hearted, I tried to test the waters with a bit of acting by whispering using a pained voice, ”Stop hitting my back. It hurts. Ugh.”

The instant my complaints were heard, his body turned stiff and the punches stopped. He started to apologize as expected so I teasingly bit his earlobe in return. The sudden contact of my lips and teeth on to his ear made his body shiver as a soft whimper came out of his mouth.

He immediately realized that I was just acting hurt and I felt his arms lifting again to start the hits on my back. I quickly leaned back and grabbed onto his wrists to stop him. He glared at me, his eyes totally giving the ”You dare?!” vibe.

I chuckled again and then teasingly told him, ”You wanted me to like you but you are hitting me like that. Do you think I would just let your naughty hands hit me endlessly? Do I look like someone who is that easygoing?”