Tangled By Fate

Chapter 134 - SHOULD HAVE DRUNK IT ALL

'He came…' Veronica blankly stared at the thick semen on the bed and then looked at his cock. Afterward, she looked at his face. With her flushed face, she bashfully asked him, "Did that feel good?"

Arthur's heated eyes gazed at her before he grabbed the back of her head and yanked her forward. His lips devoured her swollen lips and gave him tons of love until she lacked oxygen. Afterward, he breathed harshly and commented, "You will be the death of me, Nica."

Veronica gave him a pitiful look. "I didn't mean to kill you. Did it hurt?"

Arthur chuckled and pecked on her forehead. "It felt so good that I almost thought I was going to die."

Veronica blushed vigorously. She rubbed her face on his chest and told him, "As long as I can make you feel good, I'm happy. But the bed… we can't sleep here. It's all dirty."

"We can sleep on the other side or you can sleep on my body," Arthur suggested.

Veronica firmly denied it. "I don't want to. What if I smash you with my heavy body and you die of suffocation?"

Arthur was thoroughly amused. "Haha… you think you can kill me with your lightweight body? If it was spoken by someone else, I would have punished them for insulting me. Questioning my power means questioning my manliness."

She hurriedly stated, "I wasn't thinking about insulting your manliness. I was worried."

He fondly gazed at her and then cupped her cheek. "I know," he said. "You only care about others. But sometimes, care for yourself too."

Veronica told him, "I don't have to care about me. I have you and Cathy to care for me. That's why I don't need to worry about my wellbeing."

Arthur affectionately stroked her head and said, "Sure, leave your worries to me. I will take care of you." He wanted to forget the part where she mentioned Catherine.

Veronica smiled sweetly and then embraced his body. When she moved her legs, they touched his semen that already cooled off. She instantly froze.

Arthur noticed her odd behavior and looked down. Spotting what bothered her, he sat up and used his shirt to clean her legs.

"I should have drunk it just like you did mine. This way it wouldn't make the bedsheet dirty," she lamented.

Arthur's hands paused and looked at her. Imagining that she was drinking his milk with her innocent face and lustful eyes was enough to make him hard.

Veronica suddenly realized that he stopped his movement. She glanced at him and saw his eyes were glowing.

Something was even more attractive than his eyes. Her eyes trailed down and saw his magnificent manhood standing in glory. She looked at it in a daze, completely dumbfounded. It was just like what happened the first time they met. She had no clue why all of a sudden he reacted like this.

Arthur wished he could shove his penis in her mouth but refrained from doing so. She might get frightened and never do it again, let alone marry him. He let out a sigh and finished cleaning her legs before standing up. He wore his clothes and said, "I'm going to swim in the river. Stay here and rest. You have traveled for a long time." After he kissed her cheek, he left.

"…Why did he suddenly leave? He is the one who always complains that I don't spend time with him. And now he goes off on his own," Veronica grumbled. She looked at her sweaty body and mumbled, "I wish I could swim in the river too."

She looked out of the window and saw the breathtaking view of the river. The water was clean and the breeze had a moist smell that was refreshing. She took a deep breath and let her nostrils have a taste of the river.

She looked around to find a chair or stool to sit beside the window. However, she found a wooden container in the corner of the room. It was attached with rope.

"Can't I take water from the river and wash my body with it?" The moment the idea came to her mind, she collected water from the river using the container. Then, she drenched a soft cloth and wiped her body. The cool water touched her skin. She happily washed her sweaty body and her hair. Then, she washed her clothes and bedsheet. Afterward, she wore a new set of clothes. She was indeed feeling tired and decided to rest.

She laid down on the bed and shut her eyes. She soon went to the dreamland. When she woke up, the room was dark. Realizing that it was evening, she rubbed her eyes and sat on the bed. She yawned and stretched her arms. 'I should check what others are doing,' she thought.

"Slept enough?"

She heard a low, raspy voice. Her body instantly stiffened. She had never heard this voice before. Not even the boatman talked like that. She slowly turned around and looked at the man. She couldn't see anything in the dark. The window was open. A faint light came into the room but it wasn't enough to see more than a structure.

The man was standing beside the window, leaning against the wooden wall. There was a black robe covering him. He was crossing his hands. In the index finger of his right hand, there was a silver ring. In the faint light, she could see something craved there. It was a creature.

Veronica narrowed her eyes and looked at the design carefully. It was a creature that was half bird and half snake. The design was so familiar. She tried to recall where she had read about it.

The stranger noticed her great interest in his ring. He said, "Are you interested in my ring? The creature in the ring is called a basilisk. It is also known as a cockatrice. It is born from a serpent's egg incubated by a cockerel, so the resulting creature is half-bird and half-snake."

"Who are you? What do you want? You didn't come here to explain what kind of creature on your ring is, did you?"