My Secret Guardian Is an Incubus Chapter 12

My Secret Guardian Is an Incubus Chapter 12 A Fifteen-Hour Marathon

I could personally answer that last question from the floating comments.

Fifteen hours.

A full fifteen hours.

I didn’t make it out of the car until the following afternoon.

Actually, “made it out” wasn’t accurate.

Lucien carried me upstairs.

By the time I woke up again, I was already lying in his bed.

The incubus sitting beside me blinked innocently.

“Annie’s stamina is too weak.”

His tone sounded weirdly aggrieved.

“You need more training later.”

I stared at him speechlessly.

Then slowly looked down at my legs, which still refused to function properly.

For the first time in my life, I truly understood the terrifying meaning behind the word incubus.

At the same time though-

I also felt incredibly lucky.

Thank God I followed the floating comments and chose Lucien willingly.

Because honestly?

If things had really gone the way those comments predicted and Lucien had snapped and kidnapped me…

probably wouldn’t have been able to leave the bed for days.

After that night, Lucien and I officially started dating.

And once this man got a title, he completely lost control.

He followed me around every single day like an overexcited peacock finally getting attention.

Later, under the excuse of “protecting me from Vanessa causing trouble again,” he shamelessly moved into my apartment too.

Originally, I had extremely strong personal boundaries.

Very strong.

Unfortunately, Lucien awakened some terrifying house-husband instinct.

Every morning I woke up to breakfast already prepared.

Laundry folded.

Snacks restocked.

Coffee made exactly how I liked it.

And somehow there were endless gifts appearing every few days too.

Flowers.

Jewelry.

Limited edition collectibles.

Handwritten notes.

Cute little things he claimed “reminded him of me.”

Over time, even I-an introverted homebody with decent self-control-completely surrendered under the overwhelming sweetness.

And just like that-

We began our shameless little domestic life together.

Meanwhile, Ethan’s debt situation finally exploded publicly.

The Cole family practically lost their minds.

To repay the debt, Ethan’s parents even went directly to Vanessa demanding the wedding money back.

After that, both families started tearing each other apart nonstop.

Apparently Vanessa had hidden most of Ethan’s gambling debt from my father.

The two of them fought constantly afterward..

Then one night, my father secretly texted me to apologize.

“I really didn’t have another choice.”

“What parent doesn’t want a complete family and grandchildren around them?”

“You refused to come home no matter what I did, so I panicked.”

“Annie, you’re my first child. How could I possibly not love you?”

“Dad knows he was wrong. Can you forgive me?”

That was when I finally learned the truth.

His illness.

The hospital visits.

Even the emotional manipulation-

Most of it had either been exaggerated or completely fake.

All just excuses to pressure me into marriage and children.

I stared at the messages for a very long time.

Then quietly locked my phone without replying.

Later, Vanessa ended up hospitalized because of complications with her pregnancy.

She needed expensive injections every single day to maintain it.

Without me around as the convenient ATM anymore, my father immediately started blaming me again.

“That’s your little brother!”

“You share the same blood!”

“How can you stand by and do nothing?!”

“If you’re really this heartless, then don’t call me your father ever again!”

I stared at the messages expressionlessly.

Then blocked his number completely.

Just like that.

Maybe from now on, I really was alone in this world.

…No.

That wasn’t true anymore.

Because the second I put my phone down, Lucien immediately wrapped himself around me from behind on the couch.

His tail curled possessively around my waist.

“What’s wrong?”

I stayed quiet for a moment before answering softly.

“I blocked my dad.”

Lucien didn’t hesitate even one second.

“Good.”

Then he lowered his head and kissed the top of my hair gently.

“You already have me anyway.”

“And I’m way better looking than him.”