Chapter 446 : I'm Sorry, Your Highness

If love is also a war, then confession is often the worst strategy.

The truly good strategy is when two people have already become a couple without realizing it.

Eating together, shopping together, facing life together.

Then, at a romantic moment, casually say, "Let's be together," and everything will fall into place.

Felyn hated confessions. Once a confession was made, the relationship between two people would reach an irreversible point.

"Dorothy, I'm sorry."

Because a confession would expose all emotions to the sun.

"I don't think we're suitable to be lovers right now."

Because a confession often foreshadows tears.

"So, please allow me to refuse."

What was Dorothy's expression now?

Outside the window, there was lightning and thunder. Inside the room, only a single candle emitted a faint light.

He could only see the tears on Dorothy's face, reflecting the candlelight, flowing silently.

He could only see Dorothy's stiff body, see her hand in the air slowly fall.

Then, the world was left with only the sound of rain hitting the window.

The room was dead silent.

"Why?"

Dorothy's trembling voice seemed to come from the other side of the world, the distance becoming very far.

"Brother Felyn... why did you refuse me?"

She knelt in front of Felyn, her hand wanting to wrap around Felyn's waist as usual, but she couldn't do it anymore.

"Brother Felyn, didn't you say you would be with me forever?" Her shoulders began to tremble slightly.

"Didn't you say you would love me forever?"

"Didn't you say you would choose me?"

Her purple eyes were exceptionally bright in the dark night, like dangerous gems in a dungeon.

She looked up, finally letting Felyn see Dorothy's expression clearly.

Hollow eyes, a pale face, and hair soaked with tears sticking to her face.

"Brother Felyn, you've been lying to me all along."

She slowly got up and crawled towards Felyn.

Her long, pinkish-purple hair rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound like a lie being exposed.

"Felyn, Brother Felyn."

Supporting herself with her hands on Felyn's shoulders, she slowly, as usual, sat on Felyn's lap, into Felyn's arms.

Her fair shoulders were exposed. She used her hands to take off her princess dress bit by bit.

"Dorothy."

Felyn's eyes watched as Dorothy was now left with only her pure white underwear on her upper body, her necklace hanging on her chest.

She took off her long dress to her waist, then slowly put her hand behind her back, preparing to unfasten the underwear that wrapped her heart.

But Felyn's hand grabbed her wrist.

This time, Dorothy did not let Felyn have his way.

With a thud, Dorothy reached out and pushed Felyn directly to the ground. The two of them lay on the floor by the bed.

"Wait, Dorothy, what are you doing?"

Although Felyn struggled constantly, Dorothy, with the help of her magical power, was still superior.

She sat on Felyn's body and finally revealed a smile.

A dangerous and crazy smile.

Dorothy didn't speak. She didn't need to speak.

She felt that words were so pale and powerless at this moment.

She wanted to make Felyn completely hers.

Dorothy pounced on Felyn, her hands tightly wrapped around Felyn's head, and whispered in his ear what she wanted to do most at this moment.

"Felyn, I want you."

Sex is the foundation of building a relationship between two people.

In an ideal state of love, both physical and psychological fusion are indispensable.

Since psychological fusion could not be achieved, then start with the physical.

"Dorothy, don't be like this. Once you take the wrong step, you can't go back." Felyn's voice could only come from under Dorothy's chest.

"Can't go back?"

Dorothy got up and tapped Felyn's lips with her finger, "I can't go back anymore. Didn't you already refuse me, Felyn? Where else can I go back to?"

"But Dorothy..."

Felyn's words were blocked by Dorothy's lips.

Her tongue desperately tried to pry open Felyn's tightly closed lips.

"Dorothy..."

Their bodies left intertwined shadows on the wall.

This time, Dorothy did not transfer all of her magical power to Felyn, because she still needed to use her magical power now.

A divine chain appeared on her body, and then, Felyn felt his body suddenly become a little weak.

"Click."

Just as Felyn was in a daze, two handcuffs had already cuffed Felyn's hands to the head of the bed.

"Brother Felyn, I want you."

Dorothy repeated again. She unbuttoned Felyn's clothes bit by bit and cut Felyn's sleeves with scissors.

"Brother Felyn, don't leave Dorothy, okay? Dorothy will be obedient, will be good, and will play any role Brother Felyn wants."

The sound of fabric tearing was particularly harsh in this room.

"Brother Felyn, Dorothy can pretend she didn't hear what you just said. Let's start over, okay? Let's start over in this room."

"Hiss~" Felyn sucked in a breath of cold air.

The wet touch of a tongue appeared on his neck, and Dorothy's small head began to move up and down.

The scent of green apples from Dorothy's body rushed into Felyn's nostrils, making his thoughts begin to become chaotic.

He turned his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

Dorothy, the fifth princess of the empire, the most popular princess, was now lying on top of him, sliding down bit by bit.

It still came to this step.

It still came to the step of being locked in a room by Dorothy.

Felyn sighed, thinking about his past with Dorothy.

At first, he was very happy that Dorothy could walk out of the shadow of being bullied.

Later, Felyn found that Dorothy was a little too clingy to him. At that time, he really thought that Dorothy saw him as a person to rely on, and the love and companionship she talked about were only limited to a role like "brother."

But from the beginning of the school festival preparations, Felyn discovered that what Dorothy felt for him was not dependence, but love.

It was a crazy and pure possession and admiration.

She would give her life for him, and would do her best for any of his ideas.

From that time on, Felyn wanted to turn back, but found that it was too late.

Dorothy had given too much for him, and he couldn't just walk away.

At this moment, Felyn felt as if he had returned to the night when Dorothy took him into an empty classroom at the school festival preparation committee.

That night, he used self-harm to coax Dorothy, saying things like "How could I leave you?" which made Dorothy fall deeper and deeper.

Fate had brought him back to the crossroads. This time, Felyn had to take a different path.

"Dorothy."

Her long hair was already hanging over his lower abdomen. Felyn called out to Dorothy at the last moment.

"What's wrong, Brother Felyn."

She looked up, her flushed cheeks stuck with strands of hair. "Just give Dorothy a little more time, and Dorothy will let Brother Felyn..."

Felyn shook his head, "After you hear what I have to say next, you can decide whether you want to do this or not."

(End of Chapter)