1026 A Kiss That Changes Everything
Harlow felt tricked again. How was this man so good with words? He asked her if his looks was the reason Harlow rejected him, and to show that she was not a shallow person, Harlow denied it, which was not a lie anyway. But now, he asked her to prove it by kissing him.
Ughhhh...! Now Harlow realized that's how Emmelyn could be tricked by Raphael into giving her most precious belonging, her daughter - Harlow, to the god of healing a.k.a the demon king.
Raphael was too good!
She was no match to him when it came to underhanded tricks and wordplay. She thought she was sassy and witty, but compared to him, she was nothing.
"Fine," Harlow rolled her eyes. "Just one kiss. To show you that I am grateful for your help in Cretea and that I don't look down on you because of your appearance. I am not superficial."
Raphael smiled - no, he smirked when he heard her. It's like a conman who just succeeded in deceiving his victim.
However, the profound sadness in his eyes was still there. Harlow didn't know why it bothered her so much. She didn't want to see him sad.
Why was he sad? He should be annoying and shameless as usual.
Raphael pulled her closer, until their bodies touched. He was happy that she finally admitted that his appearance didn't bother her, and that she was willing to kiss him. However, he was sad because it was too late.
He needed her to sleep with him of her own accord, to prove to heaven that his wife loved him for who he was as a person, and not his looks or his title. He was only given thirty days and today was the last day. However, no matter what he did, Harlow was just not interested in him in this lifetime.
She kept rejecting him and even though she might change her mind in the future, seeing how she had slowly treated him better, there was no way he could break the curse today. So, he would just receive the kiss and take his defeat.
Harlow didn't know why her heart suddenly thumped when her body touched his. It was such an intimate position but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She was mesmerized by how good his scent was when they were this close. It's a combination of musk and something sweet - she didn't know what it was.
Hmm... actually now she remembered. It was the faint scent of the purple flowers Raphael grew outside his castle. It felt strangely familiar.
Harlow reached Raphael's neck and hugged it to gain support as she tip-toed to plant a kiss on his lips. She remembered when the man stole her first kiss when she got him 'drunk'. She knew he kissed her but she didn't remember what it felt like because he turned back time to redo the scene and cancel the kiss.
This time, it was Harlow's initiative to kiss him. So, there was no need for Raphael to cancel it. This would be their first real kiss, and she could truly show him that she was not superficial just like what she said back then.
Raphael closed his eyes when Harlow's soft red lips touched his. He wrapped his arms around Harlow's waist and held her gently. He was trying so hard to hold back. He was scared he would hurt her by squeezing too hard because he missed her so, so deeply.
Harlow was surprised to find the Demon King's lips were so soft and sweet. Despite his wicked-looking face, and his scary horns, he was extremely gentle with her. Raphael opened his lips and his tongue started roaming Harlow's slightly open mouth.
He sucked on her lips and twisted her tongue, and he did it so skillfully that it didn't feel invasive. Harlow didn't know how she was so okay with him doing whatever he wanted with her lips and tongue and mouth and... now he was moving downward too?
Harlow didn't know when his lips reached her collarbone. They gave her gentle pecks as they went down from her lips to her chin, her neck, and now her collarbone which felt so sensitive and ticklish.
Along the way, his tongue licked her skin softly, giving her tingles. Everything became blurry because she was engulfed in a strange but familiar sensation. His scent was so attractive and she couldn't get enough of his kiss. "Raph... Raphael..." Harlow grabbed Raphael's shirt and pulled him. "What are you doing to me?"
Raphael could barely respond. He was drunk in euphoria that made him want to laugh and cry at the same time. He was holding her in his arms again, and they were kissing.
He missed her so much and was so tempted to make love to her right then and there.
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