Chapter 23 Impossible to Refuse
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Frederick continued to hold my waist with a grip that seemed casual but was actually impossible to resist, forcing me into an extremely intimate posture, almost half-sprawled on top of him. This position allowed me to clearly feel the heat radiating from his chest and his steady, powerful heartbeat, leaving me with nowhere to escape.
To be honest, he was really handsome.
It was the kind of aggressive handsomeness that could make all female creatures scream. Deep facial features, cold pale skin, deep purple eyes, and that overwhelming aura developed from years of holding high positions, looking down upon all beings. Completely and utterly my favorite type.
If I had met him in some other situation, in some other role, I probably would have turned into a screaming fan, rushing up to ask for his autograph and contact information.
But!
There's always a but!
I'm the woman who saw him at six years old, crying his eyes out with snot bubbles because he couldn't defeat a magic rabbit!
I'm the woman who saw him running around naked because I grabbed him by the ear and scolded him for being picky and not eating his vegetables!
This feeling is really too strange!
It's like... the cute little cat you've raised for years, the one that would act coquettish and roll around, suddenly "poof" one day turns into a devastatingly handsome guy who's 1.8 meters tall with an eight-pack, and wants to date you.
Who could handle that?! Psychologically, it's just an impossible hurdle to overcome!
【System Alert: Your heart rate remains elevated, cerebral cortex activity abnormal. System assessment: You are in a state of 'severe cognitive dissonance'.】
I extended my hand, symbolically and feebly pushing against his chest, which was as solid as an iron plate.
"Um... Frederick, isn't this a bit... aren't we..."
"Why is Master pushing me away?"
He interrupted me, slightly lowering his head and gazing at me with those innocent and pure purple eyes. His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with the hurt and grievance of an abandoned small animal.
He's doing it again! Pretending to be innocent again!
You're a great mage lord who can crush a dragon's head with one hand, why are you acting like some pitiful delicate flower in front of me?! Where's that domineering "I'm the greatest in the world" attitude from just now?!
You think I don't know what you're up to?! Do you take me for a fool?!
I was ranting furiously in my mind, but faced with his infuriatingly handsome face and that shameless expression saying "I'll cry if you push me away," all my words of rejection got stuck in my throat like fish bones, impossible to get out.
"We... we really aren't suitable for each other." I stuttered, barely managing to squeeze out these weak words through gritted teeth.
Hearing my words, the hint of grievance in Frederick's eyes instantly vanished without a trace.
He smiled.
It was a bold and unrestrained smile, filled with the air of a victor. He tilted my chin up slightly, forcing me to look directly into his eyes, those deep purple irises now burning with intense, undisguised possessiveness.
"Professor," he whispered slowly in my ear, in a magnetic, almost bewitching voice, "I am... no longer a child."
Boom—!
Those words struck me like a bolt of lightning, hitting my crown with frightening precision.
He was reminding me.
He was reminding me in an undeniable way that the six-year-old child's appearance back then was merely the result of someone's scheme, an accident. Standing before me now was a truly mature and powerful man. A sovereign who had both the right and the ability to completely possess me.
All my mental preparations, all my excuses, were shattered to pieces by him in this moment.
The identity of being his "first love" was truly too powerful. It could make the mighty Demon King retract all his claws and fangs before me, acting coy and calling me "mentor." But at the same time, it also gave him the most deadly weapon, allowing him to easily break through all my defenses.
What else could I say?
I couldn't say anything anymore.
Facing that handsome face just inches away, feeling his burning, invasive presence, my mind went completely blank, and I gave up thinking altogether.
Then, I saw him slowly, slowly lower his head.
Time seemed infinitely slowed down in this moment.
I could see his long eyelashes trembling slightly in the mist. I could see in his deep eyes the clear reflection of my current self—panic-stricken, yet with a hint of resignation and stupidity.
Finally, a warm, soft sensation fell upon my lips.
It was a kiss so gentle, like the brush of a feather.
There was no technique, no invasive deepening, just a simple touch of lips against lips. Yet it carried an indescribable reverence and devotion, as if it had been waiting for hundreds of years.
【System Notification: Your bond with important character 'Frederick' has deepened, affection level has reached maximum, unlocked special relationship 'Lovers'.】
【System Notification: Congratulations player, you have successfully conquered the final BOSS, unlocking the exclusive storyline 'Bride of the Demon King'.】
My first kiss was gone before I could even react.
There was no fierce passion or madness as imagined, only tenderness that penetrated to the bone.
This kiss was brief.
He quickly moved away from my lips, but still maintained an extremely close distance. His forehead gently pressed against mine. Our breaths mingled, our heartbeats resonated.
"Winnie."
He called my name in a voice that was almost like a sigh.
Not "mentor," not "deceiver," but "Winnie."
In that moment, all my defenses, all my inner conflicts, all my concerns, completely crumbled.
The atmosphere became incredibly beautiful, and also incredibly... dangerous.
Well, um, then it seems nothing else happened after that.
