Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

Chapter 357  [Wedding By Blood] [9] [Burn] [R-18]

"Ah, fuck."

Just as the curse escaped his lips, Himmel turned around.

His gaze landed on the beautiful girl writhing on the bed.

Shyamal had already started digging her fingers into her arms.

Had it not been Himmel, she would have started scratching herself.

Himmel sighed. "This girl."

Getting on the bed, he lifted the rejection of Time.

The darkness burst out of Shyamal's body, consuming the entire room.

Ignoring everything, Himmel seized her hands and pinned them both to the bed at her sides.

"Shyamal?"

The unfocused look on her face made him concerned.

She let out incoherent mumbling that he couldn't understand.

Himmel let out a long, tiring sigh.

Then—.

He slowly lowered his face.

Until his lips met hers.

The moment their lips touched, everything stopped.

The darkness that had been consuming the room shuddered, pulsing outward before rapidly retracting.

Himmel didn't pull away.

Instead, he caged her body in his arms, deepening the kiss.

As soon as Shyamal got a sliver of her consciousness, she kissed him back.

Then, suddenly, her hands were in his hair, dragging him closer.

Her tongue slid against his, desperate, feverish.

Himmel froze.

For a moment, his mind blanked—caught between shock and something far more dangerous.

Shyamal's grip tightened around his neck, pulling him closer, her body arching beneath him.

A shiver ran down his spine.

He needed to stop. He should stop.

But her hips arched into him, her breath hitching against his mouth.

The way she responded—desperate, feverish, like she was afraid he'd disappear—

Shit.

Her breath was warm against his lips, uneven, needy.

"Himmel…" she whispered, voice hazy.

With a sharp inhale, he broke the kiss.

Shyamal immediately tried to chase his lips, but he pulled back, just enough to look at her.