As Harry gradually approached Clara, all the chaotic thoughts in Clara's mind clearly appeared in Harry's consciousness. With the help of his mind reading ability, Harry's understanding of his previously mysterious and alluring sister in law Clara became increasingly clear.
Clara's inner thoughts were like a completely naked virgin, laid bare without reservation in Harry's mind.
"Brother in law's gaze... feels like... like there's fire in it... the way he's looking at me... why do I feel so hot... this is so embarrassing~... why is he staring at me so intensely... ah~... so nervous... no... don't come any closer... brother in law... you can't... my heart is beating so fast... no... I... I can't do this..."
Harry stared obsessively at Clara's slightly flustered and bashfully blushing face as he slowly moved closer to her.
The distance between them grew smaller, and their breathing became increasingly rapid and heated. The air was filled with a tense yet atmosphere. It felt somewhat romantic, somewhat thrilling, yet also somewhat nervous and fearful. Harry could even hear both his own and Clara's heartbeat.
"Brother in law... what... what are you doing?" Clara finally couldn't withstand the tension and murmured shyly with her head lowered and lips tightly pressed together.
"I... I just wanted to get closer to look at you... Clara..." Harry responded breathlessly with vague words as he slowly knelt down, gazing deeply into Clara's beautiful eyes.
Their eyes met, and Harry appeared like a knight kneeling on one knee, submitting before his princess to express the most intense love in his heart.
"Clara... I truly love being able to be alone with you like this... even if it's just looking at you, it's already so fulfilling... I wish time could stop right now, so I could keep looking at you forever..." Harry emotionally whispered his longing and adoration to Clara.
Meanwhile, Clara's face remained flushed as she nervously shrank back, tightly pursing her lips while complex emotions flashed through her eyes.
There was impulse, desire, tension, guilt, sinfulness, love, happiness... All these intertwined emotions made Clara's beautiful eyes appear dazed and shimmering, as if they contained the sun, moon, and stars, radiating a captivating brilliance that momentarily made Harry feel his soul was being drawn in.
Harry realized that this sister in law he deeply loved had already been firmly engraved in his heart, occupying half of it just like his wife Wanda.
He could no longer lose this sister in law, just as he couldn't lose his wife Wanda. He loved these two women deeply, and between them, Harry simply couldn't make a choice.
His profound love for Clara had become an obsession he couldn't extricate himself from. As his relationship with Clara grew deeper and more intimate, Harry felt himself sinking further into it, increasingly unable to free himself.
Facing her brother in law Harry, Clara's emotions were even more complicated. This was the man she longed for day and night yet didn't dare approach.
This man she both loved and hated gave her the same feeling of anxious uncertainty as that sentimental literary novel she read in her naive youth, where two people in love couldn't be together due to various reasons.
Clara once again felt the pain, sorrow, torment, and struggle of the female protagonist in that romance novel. This uncertain love instead became even more unforgettable. During this period of ambiguous interactions, Clara discovered she had deeply fallen for this man who made her love obsessively and sinfully—her brother in law Harry.
"If only he weren't my brother in law... If only I could have met him earlier... how wonderful that would be... Why... why does this bad guy have to be... my brother in law... Why must he torment me like this... I... what should I do? I... how can I possibly love my brother in law... I... how will I face my sister in the future... I... like this... this version of me... is so detestable... I... I can't betray sister..."
Harry gazed affectionately at his beloved and intoxicating sister in law Clara, listening to the most genuine thoughts in Clara's heart... Seizing this opportunity, Harry wanted to carefully... listen to Clara's inner thoughts, hear her concerns, and determine whether Clara truly loved him!
"But... but I love him so much... I... I can't control myself... I'm sorry... sister... I... I really love him so much... I... I promise! I promise not to cross the line with brother in law..."
"I just... just... just want to use this humble method... to relieve some of my longing and love for him..."
"As long as we don't take that step... I think... sister definitely won't blame me..."
Clara's chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down. Her gaze toward Harry was filled with intense anticipation and desire...
"This fool... why is he still hesitating?"
Clara thought to herself, her expression gradually becoming serene. Her sparkling, beautiful eyes shimmered with pure affection as she shyly closed them, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her flushed cheeks were pale yet tinged with red, and her plump, rosy lips trembled slightly, like a delicate rose waiting to be plucked by her beloved. Her rapid, sweet breaths carried the fragrant scent of a maiden's body, intoxicating and mesmerizing...
Finally, Harry mustered his courage and gently leaned toward Clara, pressing his lips against her luscious, rosy ones.
The moment their lips touched, they immediately clung tightly together.
The soft, smooth sensation made Harry feel as if he were sucking on two slippery pieces of jelly. The sweet, maidenly fragrance of his sister in law carried a unique, intoxicating aroma, like alcohol, enough to make one drunk just from smelling it.
Clara kept her eyes tightly shut, shyly responding to Harry's passionate kiss. As their lips parted and met again, they sucked on each other's lips, their touches and separations filled with deep affection.
It was like their emotions—tingling yet sweet, entangled yet bittersweet, sometimes pressing tightly together, other times forced to part...
Finally, Harry could no longer restrain the overwhelming desire in his heart. He wrapped his arms around Clara, slowly leaning forward to press her down onto the sofa. His hands tightly embraced her delicate body as he kissed her lips fervently, like fire.
"Mmm~!" Clara let out a muffled moan, her soft, jade like hands hesitating for a moment before finally wrapping around Harry's waist. Her luscious lips parted slightly under his heated suction, and her sweet, tender tongue shyly slipped out, passionately entwining with his.
Clara's tongue was so smooth, so soft, like slippery, warm jelly. As it tangled with Harry's, it sometimes twisted and sometimes slid. The sweet, fragrant saliva in their mouths tasted like candy—sugary, moist, with a faint floral scent, yet also like strong liquor, intoxicating and addictive.
They kissed like this for a long time, until both were weak and breathless, their rapid breathing scorching as if they were about to suffocate.
Clara secretly opened her sparkling, beautiful eyes, her dazed gaze fixed lovingly on the man before her—Harry, her brother in law, kissing her with such deep emotion. A flash of happiness softened her heart.
"If only it could always be like this... then there wouldn't be so many worries, so much pain... I really wish I could stay like this with my brother in law forever... If only he weren't my brother in law... how wonderful that would be..." Clara thought, her heart once again clouded with melancholy and sorrow. After all, this man was her brother in law...
What they were doing was an illicit affair.
Guilt and shame tightened around Clara's heart.
As time passed, Clara grew increasingly nervous and uneasy.
Harry's burning hands slid over Clara's waist, pushing aside her half open denim jacket to gently caress the camisole covering her chest.
The electrifying touch made Clara dizzy with pleasure, her panting breaths mingling with soft moans.
She no longer had any resistance left. Being touched so intimately by her brother in law, Clara only felt pleasure, only enjoyment...
Hearing Clara's thoughts, Harry's heart also twisted with conflict. A heavy weight pressed on his chest, and the hand that had been slowly exploring Clara's bosom stilled.
Sensing Harry's hesitation, Clara slowly opened her eyes, which were now glistening with tears.
Seeing her like this, Harry's desire instantly dissipated, leaving only deep love and tenderness.
"Brother in law... why do you have to be my brother in law? Why... you jerk! Why couldn't you have met me sooner?!"
"Brother in law... why do you have to be my brother in law? Why... you jerk! Why couldn't you have met me sooner?!"
Tears rolled down Clara's cheeks as her fair, jade like hands lightly struck Harry's shoulders.
"Clara... I'm sorry..." Harry looked at her tearful face with aching tenderness. "Clara, I... I shouldn't have... shouldn't have done this... but... but I love you too much... I... I can't control myself... I... I really can't live without you... I can't imagine how I'd feel if you ever married someone else. I'd go crazy with grief... I'm so scared... so scared of you leaving this home... so scared of you leaving me..."
"Silly!"
Seeing the tears welling up in Harry's eyes, Clara suddenly smiled through her tears. She gently wiped them away with her delicate fingers, then lovingly kissed his forehead. "Don't worry, my silly fool. I'll never leave you or this home... I... I'll never marry anyone... Even though... even though I can't be your woman... I can stay your sister in law forever, live with you for the rest of my life... That... that would be enough for me... I... I think that would still be happiness..."