I Slapped the Villain and Claimed I Was His Future Wife Chapter 09

I Slapped the Villain and Claimed I Was His Future Wife Chapter 09

Cold sweat poured down my back.

I couldn’t come up with any excuse.

Maybe I should just tell him the truth.

Reader comments:

“Do not say anything. Kiss him!”

“He will talk himself into believing you!”

“Here is how. Stand on your toes, grab his collar, tilt your head up, and press your lips to his.”

No.

Why did these reader comments always push for kissing? Last time they made me say he had a weird kissing habit.

Now they wanted me to go straight for it.

So unreliable.

So weird.

I pressed a hand to his chest to stop him coming closer.

I closed my eyes and made up another lie. “I admit it. I lied!”

“Actually, we had just fought when I entered this novel. I slapped you to vent my anger, so I said those ridiculous things.”

I had no idea if Luca would buy such a ridiculous story.

But it was definitely safer than kissing him.

He said kissing disgusted him the most.

If I actually kissed him, the lie would be exposed!

It was quiet.

I secretly opened one eye to check his reaction.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

But it vanished the second I opened my eyes.

So fast I thought I imagined it.

Luca looked thoughtful.

He said, “I want to confirm one thing.”

I asked carefully, “What?”

Without any warning, Luca lowered his head and kissed my lips.

My first reaction was not shyness. It was terror.

Crap.

If he kissed me, he’d know I was lying!

Luca only pressed lightly before pulling back.

His fingertip brushed the corner of his mouth. He murmured, “So I really am not repulsed by you.”

Those words instantly released me from my frozen panic.

Huh?

Before I could process it, Luca cupped my face and kissed me again.

He was no longer satisfied with a brief touch of our lips.

He parted my lips and deepened the kiss.

I felt like I was burning up, dizzy.

Luca kissed me again and again.

He seemed addicted.

Even through the haze, one detail registered.

Whenever Luca paused during a kiss, he ran his tongue across the roof of my mouth.

The sensation made me shiver every time.

Luca noticed that sensitive spot and teased it even more.

I couldn’t help pushing him away, embarrassed and annoyed. “Why do you keep licking the roof of my mouth? It feels… you know.”

“Feels what?”

Lewd.

I was too embarrassed to say the word.

I stayed silent, face red.

Luca laughed softly, clearly in a great mood. “You didn’t lie to me.”

“I really do have that habit.”

“I believe what you said.”

Only then did my thoughts clear. My body suddenly went rigid.

Goosebumps rose all over me.

Wasn’t that kissing habit something the reader comments made up?

So why did Luca actually have it?

After that kiss, Luca and I started dating.

He didn’t go to Palermo. He applied to a college on the East Coast instead.

My college was in the same college town, so we saw each other often.

Our relationship progressed so quickly it felt unreal.

Mostly because of Luca’s attitude.

The change was huge. I couldn’t get used to it.

He used to keep his distance, cold and arrogant.

Now he was always clinging to me, way too clingy.

He texted me every day.

Called me three times a day.

I never knew what to even talk about.

He was intensely controlling too.

He constantly tried to control what I did.

If I complained, he just sent money.

He knew exactly how to use my weakness for money against me.

But something still felt off.

That uneasy feeling lasted all the way until after we got married.

In the bedroom, the kitchen, the bar counter, and every corner of the house, he had claimed me.

He loved kissing me.

He was an exceptionally good kisser.

He was obsessed with being close to me.

Everything matched every detail the reader comments had mentioned.

After we started dating, those reader comments disappeared.

There was no one left to answer the questions that kept haunting me.

I couldn’t sleep.