I Don't Want to Be Loved - Chapter 160

Chapter 160: Don’t Turn Your Back On Me 

“Rihannan.” 

Not long after she arrived at the Queen’s Palace, Igor made his way towards her. He saw his wife combing her hair in front of a mirror after having a quick bath. 

Mrs. Cessley noticed the mood would soon turn awry from what she knew. She excused herself as Rihannan let down her comb. 

Rihannan’s eyes glanced to the side, looking at his face reflected in the mirror. 

“I heard what happened. That you came back because you’re unwell. Did anything else happen? Have you gotten better?” 

Igor approached Rihannan from behind, wrapping her in a gentle hug. He stroked her hair, kissed her on the cheek, and sought her lips. 

Rihannan accepted his advancements, staring at him with half-closed eyes.
 

His mouth dug her sweet tongue and explored every inch of her for a while before realizing something was amiss. He pulled his lips away and looked up. Eyes devoid of emotion stared back at him in the mirror. 

“Rihannan?” 

It was as if she was a doll made of ice. Her half-closed icy blue eyes, lifeless face… everything about her exuded cold iciness. She seemed untouchable. 

“…Did something happen at the banquet?” 

The seriousness of his voice tightened. He was nervous. Rihannan rose from her chair seeing Igor’s hardened expression. 

“Nothing happened.” 

“No, something happened.” 

“There’s nothing like that.” 

“Rihannan, have you forgotten the oath we made to each other? That we’ll be honest and upfront? What happened?” 

“…Nothing really hap—”
 

“Rihannan…!” conflicted, Igor raised his voice, but it hardly affected Rihannan. She turned her head sharply: 

“I’m tired. I wish to rest. Please leave now.” 

“You… you’re kicking me out right now? Without telling me anything?” 

“I told you. There’s nothing else to say.” 

“…..” 

“…And from now on, I plan to stay here. It’s already been a month since that thing happened at the hunting grounds. I’m sure that I’ll be safe now.” 

Rihannan rose from her seat. 

“…Be safe on your way back.” 

Rihannan didn’t notice his gaze as she walked past him straight towards the bed, but… he grabbed her arm. 

“Let go.” 

Rihannan put power in her harm and pushed away from his grasp. But it was futile. Igor, with tightened brows, pulled him in his embrace. 

He had the size of a body big enough to cover all of her. Enveloped completely in his embrace while burying his face on her nape, he earnestly whispered, “…Please don’t do this. Don’t turn your back on me. Not like this…” 

Rihannan’s eyes trembled. She bit her lips. It’d be a lie if she said that his words hadn’t shaken her up. She didn’t think he’d plead like this… it made her aching heart throbbed for a moment. 

Igor grabbed her face and kissed her soft lips lovingly. He held her tight, lips pressed onto the lips of her that were so… endlessly smooth. 

Rihannan squeezed her eyes tight. 

Not wanting the chance to pass, his tongue moved and devoured hers. 

Rihannan wavered, her walls being pushed back by Igor. She was caught at the corner of the bed, falling on top of the mattress. 

Proficiently exploring the insides of her lips, Igor caressed her body. He moved his hand in a hurry and went down her garden. 

He knew what she liked and what made her exited from the moments of passion he spent embracing her over the past month. 

Sucking and stroking her sensitive parts, Rihannan’s core slowly heated up. 

The entrance of her flower grew moist and wet and she let out an inaudible moan as she gripped the blanket sheets. 

She had made attempts to push him away, yet her body spoke a different tune and accepted him complete with open arms.