Rnzo carried Gina into their chambers, closing the door behind him. Without a word, he set her down gently, his arms still caging her between the door and his chest.
Gina looked from his arms to his face, her heart racing. Placing her palms on his chest, she pushed slightly and said softly, "Your Grace… I feel a bit sticky. I wish to bathe."
Rnzo frowned, his jaw tightening. Still, he stepped back and let her go. Gina quickly grabbed her robe and disappeared into the bathing room.
The warm water greeted her as she sank into the tub, finally exhaling. But just as she began to relax, the door creaked open. Rnzo stepped inside, his expression unreadable, and without hesitation, joined her.
Startled, Gina tried to rise, but his hand caught her arm—firm, but not cruel. His voice, low and edged with frustration, filled the steamy air.
"How long do you plan on running from me, Gina?" he said. "Every time I come near, you flee—as though I carry some plague."
She froze, staring at him in disbelief.
"You don't even call me by my name," he continued, his voice softening with hurt. "Tell me—do you truly detest me that much? Did I force you into this? If you wish me gone, I'll return to the Imperial Castle and trouble you no more."
Gina stood in the steaming water of the tub, droplets cascading down her bare skin, her arms crossed loosely over her chest as she watched Rnzo's serious face. The air in the chamber hung heavy with the scent of lavender soap and unspoken tension, the flickering candlelight casting shadows that danced across his chiseled features. She sighed deeply, the sound echoing off the stone walls, then spoke, her voice trembling with a mix of frustration and raw vulnerability. "Do you really want to know how I feel, huh??"
Rnzo's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening as he leaned against the tub's edge, his naked body still glistening from their earlier bath. He didn't interrupt, just held her gaze, the intensity in his dark eyes urging her on without a word.
Gina continued, the words tumbling out in a rush, her cheeks flushing hot under his scrutiny. "Rnzo, I hate you... you occupy my every fucking thought. You are full of yourself—at first glance, you are a narcissist, and yet again, you are not wrong because you are handsome, and you knowing it makes it worse. And how I ended up loving you, I don't know. Heaven knows that I'm hopelessly in love with you, and every time you speak, I become a fucking statue. And not forgetting the way you fucked me last night—it hurt, but yet I wanted more. I want you to completely destroy me, why I don't know, so forgive if..."
Before she could finish, Rnzo surged forward, his hands gripping her waist and pulling her up from the water in one fluid motion. His mouth crashed against hers, silencing her confession with a fierce, demanding kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, tasting the salt of her tears and the sweetness of her surrender, as he lifted her effortlessly out of the tub. Water sluiced off their bodies, pooling on the tiled floor, but he didn't care—his focus was solely on her, on claiming the words she'd just poured out.
He carried her toward the bedroom without breaking the kiss, his strong arms cradling her wet form against his chest. Gina's legs wrapped around his hips instinctively, her fingers tangling in his damp hair, pulling him closer as she melted into the kiss. The heat between them reignited instantly, her pussy already aching with that familiar pull, slick and ready despite the soreness from their previous encounters.
They crossed the threshold into the bedroom, the massive bed waiting with its rumpled silk sheets. Rnzo lowered her onto the edge, but he didn't give her a moment to catch her breath. Still locked in the kiss, he positioned himself between her thighs, his thick cock hard and throbbing against her inner leg. With a low growl rumbling from his throat, he aligned the swollen head with her entrance and slid in—deep, forceful, no preamble needed since they were both bare and primed.
Gina gasped into his mouth as he filled her completely, her walls stretching around his girth, the initial burn of his size blending with the overwhelming pleasure of being taken so possessively. He thrust hard right away, hips snapping forward with brutal intensity, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. Her body jolted with each powerful drive, breasts bouncing as she arched back onto the mattress, her nails digging into his shoulders.
"Rnzo... ah!" she moaned, breaking the kiss to gasp for air, but her words dissolved into cries as he pounded into her relentlessly. His cock dragged along her sensitive inner walls, hitting deep with every plunge, the friction building a fire that consumed her from the inside out. She could feel every inch of him—thick veins pulsing, the way he bottomed out against her cervix, sending shocks of pleasure-pain radiating through her core.
He didn't slow, his hands gripping her hips to hold her steady, fingers bruising her skin as he fucked her harder, faster. The bed creaked under the force of his movements, her pussy clenching around him greedily, juices coating his shaft and dripping down to soak the sheets. Rnzo's breaths came in harsh grunts, his mouth trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her neck, biting down just enough to mark her as his.
"I love you," Gina whimpered between moans, the confession spilling out unbidden as waves of ecstasy built inside her. "I love you... oh god, Rnzo, I love you!" Her voice rose with each thrust, turning into desperate sobs of pleasure, her legs tightening around him to pull him deeper. The soreness from before only heightened the sensation, making every slide of his cock feel like sweet torment, her clit grinding against his pelvis with each brutal snap.
He responded with a feral groan, one hand sliding up to pinch her nipple, twisting it sharply to draw out a sharp cry from her lips. "Say it again," he demanded, voice rough and commanding, his pace never faltering as he drove into her, the lewd squelch of her arousal echoing louder. Sweat slicked their bodies, making their skin slide together in a heated frenzy.
"I love you!" she screamed, her body trembling on the brink, the coil in her belly tightening unbearably. His cock swelled inside her, stretching her further, and with a final, punishing thrust, she shattered—her pussy spasming wildly around him, milking his length as orgasm ripped through her. Juices gushed out, soaking him as she convulsed, her moans turning into breathless chants of "I love you, I love you..."
Rnzo followed her over the edge with a guttural roar, burying himself to the hilt and unleashing thick spurts of cum deep into her, flooding her womb until it overflowed, mixing with her wetness and trickling down her ass. He kept thrusting through his release, prolonging her pleasure until she was a quivering mess beneath him, tears of overwhelming emotion streaking her cheeks.
Finally, he stilled, collapsing forward to brace himself on his elbows, their foreheads touching as they panted in unison. His cock softened slowly inside her, still twitching with aftershocks, while Gina's hands roamed his back, holding him close. In the quiet aftermath, her whispered "I love you more." lingered in the air, no longer conflicted but certain, as the warmth of his body anchored her in the storm of their passion.
Gina slept soundly, her arms wrapped tightly around Rnzo's arm, her face buried in his chest like a child afraid to let go. Her breath was soft against his skin, her hold warm and possessive. Rnzo watched her in silence, the faint rays of morning light brushing her face.
For the first time, she wasn't holding back — no walls, no distance, just her heart against his. A small smile curved on his lips as he brushed her hair aside, memorizing the peaceful expression she wore.
He loved this side of her — the unguarded, gentle Gina who let herself feel, who clung to him. He pulled her closer, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. So this is what happiness feels like, he thought.
In that quiet morning, Rnzo felt not like a duke, but a king — one blessed with the only crown he ever wanted.
Gina woke up that afternoon, her body still a little sore. For a moment, she couldn't remember where she was—until she felt the steady warmth beside her. Turning slightly, she found Rnzo watching her, a lazy smile on his face.
He leaned in and kissed her softly. "Hello, sweetness," he murmured.
Gina gave a weak smile, her voice barely above a whisper. "Hello."
"Should we go out?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
She shook her head gently. Rnzo chuckled and pulled her closer, pressing her against his chest. "Then I could stay here forever," he said quietly, his tone full of warmth.
Gina giggled, then lifted her head and kissed his lips lightly. The sudden gesture made Rnzo blink in surprise.
"You know my secret now," she teased, her cheeks pink. "Why should I shy away?"
Rnzо grinned, eyes glinting with amusement. "Then do it again."
Gina laughed softly, hiding her face against him as his laughter filled the room.