CH 12 Conclusion

I stepped out from behind the partition with a flushed face. The lingerie I wore was more revealing than wearing nothing at all.

“Where do people even buy stuff like this?”

It barely covered my *r**l*s with thin, lacy fabric, fastening in the front and around the neck—a very bothersome design.

“And the bottoms are even more scandalous!”

The panties were open-crotch, a style that seemed to defeat the purpose of underwear. I had put it on because he asked, but it was even more provocative than I had imagined. I walked out, covering myself with both hands. Asil nodded seriously.

“It looks very good on you.”

“…Good on me?”

“Yes. Even prettier than I imagined.”

“Isn’t it just more obscene ?”

Asil smiled slightly, as if frowning.

“It means the same thing.”

His voice was calm, but his gaze was intense, lingering on my chest where my hands were covering. I pouted and grumbled.

“You’re quite the pervert. These adult toys really suit your taste, don’t they?”

“I chose them to suit your taste, actually.”

Just as I was about to shout, “Liar!” Asil’s eyes crinkled into a smile as he added,

“Well, it was fun for me too.”

“…”

What a sly man. His first impression had been so proper, but the more I got to know him, the more I realized how much he enjoyed such things.

“I was fooled. Fooled.”

Yet, why did I not feel bad about it? As I squinted at him, Asil squinted back and asked,

“Surely you’re not going to say you didn’t want it when you bought it yourself?”

“Th-that’s….”

Ouch! I bit my tongue while answering!

‘Ah, seriously. I can’t even say that I’m not the real Arbella.’

I still hadn’t confessed that I was only half-possessed in this body. Asil, who had been sitting, slowly stood up. Through his soft silk gown, his erect manhood was prominently visible.

“Now, lean over the bed and spread your legs.”

“What? But everything will show.”

“I’m your husband, so what’s the problem?”

“That…”

I had nothing to say to that. I clutched the edge of the bed and spread my legs. With the panties open in the middle, my privates were fully exposed. I felt Asil’s piercing gaze on my exposed sex.

“It’s twitching.”

I closed my eyes tightly in shame.

“It’s because it’s cold. Cold.”

“Oh dear. I can’t let my precious wife be cold.”

As he said this, Asil came behind me and lifted me up into an embrace. I pouted and complained.

“You sounded like an old man just now.”

“Oh dear. I’ll have to try harder then.”

Even as he said that… what? Why was he rubbing his erection against my thigh? His sticky pre-cum was soaking into the strings of my panties. His glans, which had been teasing my legs, now began to prod insistently at my split.

His teasing touch made my face flush. I turned my head away, feigning indifference.

“No need to try so hard on this side.”

Asil responded slyly.

“You should try harder, Bella. I’ve become dependent on you.”

“Huh?”

Before I could ask what he meant, his large member slid inside me.

“Eek!”

No matter how many times we did this, I never got used to the sensation. It was especially intense today because it was the first time we did it standing up. The sudden entry of his thick glans stretched my inner walls, hitting the most sensitive spots.

“Ah! Ah!”

While his thrusts scrambled my thoughts, his large hands kneaded my breasts like dough.

“Just take it off already!”

As I pulled at the fabric, the thin lingerie rolled down below my breasts, leaving them bare. The lingerie, once merely sexy, now only served to push my breasts together.

He twisted my nipples and sometimes pulled them painfully to the sides. Each time, my inner muscles clenched involuntarily. The growing heat made me hunch my shoulders and shout,

“St-stop! Let’s lie down on the bed!”

“I love you.”

“…!”

Surprised, I looked back. His handsome face was smiling blissfully.

“Stay by my side forever.”

His sweet words contrasted with his rough thrusts and the fingers swirling around my clitoris , sending me over the edge. My hips bucked as I climaxed .

“Ah!”

A clear liquid sprayed out like I was peeing. At the same time, Asil bit my earlobe and climaxed as well.

Having sex every day was exhausting. Drained, I collapsed onto the bed. Asil watched me, waiting for my response to his confession.

I chuckled softly and replied,

“That confession also sounded like an old man.”

Though I said that, my heart swelled like a balloon. It was a cliché, but that made it even more endearing. My body felt heavy and my eyelids drooped as if I had taken a sedative.

‘Wait, if I fall asleep now…’

If I slept, it would be Arbella’s time. Yet, I couldn’t resist the sleep.

* * *

Asil watched as the woman who had collapsed in sleep suddenly sat up straight. She looked around at her body and scoffed. From her sharp expression, Asil immediately knew who it was.

“Arbella.”

“Ugh, that annoying face. So it was you.”

Arbella Conte. His wife and the woman who despised him.

He had suspected that Bella might awaken whenever Arbella slept, and now it was confirmed.

Of course, he wasn’t pleased. Asil cut straight to the point.

“Why are there two people in one body?”

He clearly wanted to find a way to get rid of Arbella and keep Bella. Arbella, feeling nauseated, twisted her lips and retorted,

“Even if you don’t say anything, I won’t come out again. Having sex with you? Disgusting .”

She hoped he would react angrily, but Asil just crossed his arms and smiled confidently.

“Good riddance.”

“…Seriously annoying.”

How could anyone fall in love with such a man? Even if he was another personality of hers, he had to be out of his mind. Arbella snorted.