Rebirth: The unfavored Princess is the Tyrant King's favorite-Chapter 67: I just want to enjoy my wife

"No, you are not a monster," Luciana said gently, staring at him.

"I am a monster, Luciana, don’t you see it? My father hated me; he even called me a wild seed. After my mother’s death, I found out I was a bastard son. My mother cheated on my father. I didn’t want to believe my mother was capable of that at first, but I began to believe the rumors when I realized how I didn’t look like my father or any of my brothers," he said.

Luciana realized the truth of his words, and her eyes widened. Why had she never realized this? Maybe she had realized it but didn’t put much thought into it. Yes, because it wasn’t all the time that family members looked alike.

Take herself, for instance; she didn’t look like her late parents and her brother. So maybe she subconsciously brushed it off when Nicholas seemed to have been carved out from a different tree than the emperor, David, and the third prince.

Wait, now that she thought of it? Could it be that her Nicholas was also not the seed of the emperor of Gloryland? Could that be the reason why he ignored the empress and had ignored her all this while because she cuckolded him? This was huge news!

"What are you thinking about?" Nicholas asked, seeing as her expression kept changing every second.

"No...nothing," she said flusteredly, trying to keep her emotions in check.

"I’m sorry you had to go through such pain since you were young. I’m going to be your family now, and I’m never going to leave you," she added.

"Aren’t you angry about how I treated you all this while? I ignored you and hurt you," he said, and Luciana’s face became gloomy as all those bad memories began to flash through her mind like a slideshow.

"Did you have fun messing with me like that? I bet you must have enjoyed being in the company of your concubine every time and avoiding me like I was some disease," she complained; her voice had a tinge of anger in it.

"Are you jealous?" He asked, causing Luciana to feel irritated at his answer.

"What do you think? You are comfortable enough to share your secrets with her while you treat me like a stranger. I bet you enjoyed all that time doing things with her you’d rather not do with me. You are so cruel to me, you know that, right?" She said and shifted away from him.

She didn’t even know what came over her to blow up like that. It was as if everything she said came from her heart. But after saying what she said, she began to feel awkward and stood up to leave. It would be best to not be in his presence when her emotions were all over the place.

"Luciana...wait, listen," he said, coming after her, but Luciana didn’t stop walking since she had started throwing a tantrum. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if she stopped just like that?

His footsteps increased, and in the next moment, he had held her and spun her around to face him.

"You don’t walk away and turn your back on me when I’m talking to you," he said sternly. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Luciana gulped seeing his darkened gaze and the overbearing aura he was exuding. Okay, she took her words back; this Nicholas was as scary as her Nicholas; maybe if someone decided to push his buttons, he might be worse.

"You always do as you please; why shouldn’t I also do the same?" she asked back, her voice stubborn.

He stared at her in astonishment; it was as if he was seeing this side of her for the first time. His intense gaze, however, made her uncomfortable; in the blink of an eye, all her courage had disappeared, leaving a vulnerable girl with a thumping heart.

"Because I don’t allow you to," he said and carried her bridal style, catching her off guard.

"What are you going to do to me?" She asked, her tone laced with a hint of anxiety.

"What do you think I’m going to do? I can hear how much your heart has been thumping ever since you came through that door. I’m yet to find out if my little wife’s heart is beating out of fear or out of excitement for what is to come," he whispered huskily and gently lowered her onto the bed.

"So tell me, wife, what do you think I am going to do to you now that I have you all to myself?" He asked, and Luciana’s throat went dry, seeing his predatory gaze as he stared at her like a wolf about to devour her.

Luciana could tell what was going through his mind at a glance, but due to her internal crisis, she didn’t know if it would be right to do something like this with this version of Nicholas.

They were the same and not the same. It was too confusing! So she decided to ruin the atmosphere by acting scared.

"Ar...Are you going to beat me for disobeying you? Or are you going to kill me?" She said, trying to sound as frightened as possible, bringing out all her top acting skills.

Luciana had thought he was going to leave her alone, seeing her looking so scared, but he chuckled at her antics as a seductive glint passed through his eyes, and he leaned in.

"What if I eat you... Clean... I can eat every part of you clean and not leave anything else... What do you say to that?" He whispered hoarsely, and a shiver ran down her spine, seeing the intensity in his eyes and hearing the seductive allure of his voice.

Before Luciana realized it, he pushed her robe to the side, revealing her fair and slender shoulder and collarbone.

His lips found her neck, and his scorching tongue sucked on the skin and left a trail of kisses along her collarbone, awakening her desires, then he kissed right under her ear and grazed his teeth on her ears, nibbling on it. A familiar heat blossomed within her, and a moan escaped from her lips, causing her eyes to widen in alarm.

’She was reacting to his kisses! This was bad! She couldn’t help but feel she was cheating on Nicholas—her Nicholas in Gloryland.’

Luciana placed her palms against his chest and tried to push him away.

"Your Highness, wait," she said.

"Is something wrong?" He asked. Luciana didn’t know what to say and came up with a lame excuse.

"I...I think you should wait and see if you are fine before we do..."

"I know my own body; I’m fine," he said, cutting off her sentence midway.

"I just want to enjoy my wife," he whispered and leaned in again.

"Your Highness," she said, her tone a pitch higher than intended with her palms resuming their position on his chest and trying to push him away again.

"Nicholas... Call me Nicholas when we are alone," he said hoarsely and grabbed her wrists that were pushing against his chest and pinned them down by the sides of her head and pressed his body on top of hers.

This time, he went straight for her lips and kissed her, seeking entrance.