Chapter 132
"You are lucky!" she huffed. "First, you can't hug or kiss me without my permission! Second, we can't make our relationship public. Third, you must obey me. We can't share a bed until I'm ready!
Damn!
These were not three rules; they are clearly a long list. Was that what people call dating? I seem to have found myself a challenging one!
"Well... isn't it normal for couples to be affectionate? Besides, we're already at this stage; how about skipping the first rule?"
"No way!" She was firm.
I suddenly felt a surge of anger. Not listening, huh?
Obviously a sub, but trying to play the dom with me? I'll show you!
Without saying a word, I moved closer again, this time more confidently, my hands exploring. She pushed me away, fists pounding my chest, slowly relenting.
After a while, I stated, "Having separate beds and keeping our relationship private is acceptable, but certain things are non-negotiable. Kissing and hugging you is my right as your boyfriend. You know how alluring you are to me. If I can resist, then I may have difficulty in certain situations."
I lifted her chin and continued, "The separate beds are to give you time to adjust, understand who I am, and prove that I, John, will succeed and thrive.”
"Keeping our relationship private also protects you. I don't want to feel like you're pitying me. I don't want that kind of relationship; it's doomed to fail!"
"I do want to be with you, but that doesn't mean I want to be a pushover. Do you like someone who is a pushover? I doubt it. I can be possessive and a bit traditional. If you can accept that, then we can be together. If not, then today never happened."
Damn, the ball's in my court. If this doesn't impress her, I might as well go home and sleep!
The atmosphere was tense, and I was a bit nervous, but I knew she didn't like weakness.
We locked eyes, sincere and determined.
She bit her lip. "You jerk, after all this, you are acting like nothing happened. What do you take me for?"
I was delighted. 'Does that mean she's agreeing?'
Despite my inner excitement, I maintained a sincere expression. "Of course, I see you as my girlfriend, my future partner."
She snorted and turned her head away, appearing to be angry, but the slight curve of her lips betrayed her true feelings. I felt elated, realizing that we were making progress.
But there's still a long way to go.
"Lily, can you forgive me for not being angry?"
"Call me Princess!"
"My Princess, can you forgive me?"
She said, "Fine, you look sincere, I'll forgive you for now."
When the truth emerged, it confirmed my expectations. Lily appeared cold on the surface but I knew she had a warm heart inside; that was always evident to me.
"Does this necklace look good on me?" she asked.
"It looks great; it shines because of you."
Flattery was inexpensive and can easily capture a woman's affection.
"Don't take it off in the future. When I'm not around, touching it will remind you of me."
"Your words are sweet; how many girlfriends have you had?"
Her expression suddenly turned serious.
"None, none at all!"
I wouldn't dare to tell the truth in front of her, especially considering she had never been in a relationship and hoped her partner was the same.
"Do you think I'm naive? You kiss so expertly, so smoothly with the ladies, obviously experienced!"
"I said I haven't!"
I scoffed, "Haven't you watched romantic dramas? Can't I learn from them?"
"What are you learning from them?"
"Just to be able to kiss you one day!"
I scored a hundred with that line.
"What are you always thinking about?"
"Is missing you an illness?"
"If it is, then I don’t mind being incurable!" I said.
She covered her face with her hands. "What are you saying? It's unbearable to listen to."
This tsundere, this sub, pretending to be innocent, damn!
The more she resisted, the more I felt compelled to tease her. It was actually quite amusing, and as we grew closer, I realized I might not see this side of her anymore.
"I'm speaking from the heart." I held her hands. "Look into my eyes."
Her gaze was timid, "What are you going to do?"
"From today, you are mine. I've marked you, you're on my ship, and there's no getting off. I won't allow it, understand?"
"Who do you think you are, so domineering?" She said, "I can get off the ship whenever I want."
I pushed the dishes aside and pressed her against the table. "No means no. You are a prisoner on my ship forever!”
She gasped, "I won't listen to you."
Not listening won't help!
"It seems I haven't marked you enough!"
Before I could finish, she exclaimed, "Ah, stop; if you keep going, I won't be able to show my face tomorrow."
I chuckled, "Then I'll mark you where it's not visible!"
I leaned down, tirelessly stamping my John seal.
After a busy fifteen minutes, countless stamps covered her, and I felt proud looking at the medals I'd awarded myself.
Her collarbone and her neck were all covered in stamps.
And some in unseen places.
Lily pouted, displaying a mix of shyness and excitement, a touch of resentment, and the satisfaction of feeling controlled. Her face portrayed a jumble of emotions, illuminated by the soft lighting, creating a sense of attraction and resistance.
I was eager to act, feeling aroused and struggling to restrain myself.
"John, you rascal, I... how can I face anyone like this?"
She took out a small mirror, looking at the stamps, her eyes misty.
It seemed like she was blaming me and being coquettish at the same time.
"What are you afraid of? You usually wear shirts, who's going to see them? Just use some concealer on your neck," I said nonchalantly.
"But what if someone sees them? It would be so embarrassing!"
She covered her face again, but didn't notice her skirt had ridden up.
Those fair, slender legs were a sight to behold, especially since she wasn't wearing stockings.
I couldn't resist the sight of her crystal-clear toes painted with pink nail polish. I found myself removing her heels, holding her feet in my hands, and gently playing with them.
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