I Accidentally Kidnapped The Ultimate Villain - Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

She heard the sound of water again. It looked like he was finishing washing after the Crown Prince left.

What if he catches a cold? No, more than that, doing that to the Crown Prince. My head felt like splitting in two because there was no mention of it in the original. Originally, Lionel was the male lead meant only for Melina, wasn’t he? He wouldn’t be distracted by Arya so why… Could it be the original twisted so much after I fell into this world? Is it possible that Arya wanted to kidnap him but then kissed him, and then kidnapped Kylian?

“Ah… my head hurts.”

Arya shook her head, looking at the shelf in front of her bathroom. There were the duke’s clothes that she had taken for Kylian to wear.

“The shirt is too big.”

’Let’s not think about it. Forget it. Nothing happened just now!’ Arya tried on the large shirt over her negligee to forget the shameful and absurd thing that had just happened. She wondered how big it was. She buttoned it up and giggled at her stingray-like appearance. The most interesting thing above all was her beauty. A face that was pretty from any angle. She was a beauty out of this world. Excited about the surprising view that made her feel better every time she looked in the mirror, she fluttered her arms. In contrast, as she acted excitedly, she felt as if the shameful incident had been forgotten a bit.

“Princess.”

“Aaak!”

It looked like she was doing something embarrassing in contrast.

‘Why do I keep accumulating shameful incidents?!’ Arya pretended nothing was wrong and changed the subject skilfully.

“You should call me Arya, too!” He said that he didn’t like being called by title, so it was weird he called her by her title.

Kylian laughed. A handsome man with drenched black hair approached her with a seductive smile. As he neared dripping water, Arya realized he didn’t have a towel.

“There were no towels inside…”

“Yes.”

He was wearing the same pants she had seen earlier. Arya found a towel and handed it to him as their eyes met.

“Perhaps because of the wound but I lack strength.”

“Ah… then, how can I help you?”

Kylian smiled kindly. He had his usual cold expression, but when he smiled like that, Arya felt like her heart would sink.

It was frightening.

“Would you mind wiping the water off?”

“Yes!”

She gently wiped his face with the towel. His warm breath tickled her arm, but she ignored it and wiped his neck and chest. Then she put the towel on his head and pressed it tightly. She felt rather strange thinking of a puppy she had raised in the past while touching him. The only difference was that, unlike the puppy, who stayed still, Kylian flinched a little when her finger rubbed against his collarbone. Even more strange was that the feeling that passed through her little finger made her feel better unknowingly, and her body trembled. It was clear that she was so scared her body was no longer responding normally.

“You’re all dry.”

“Then give me the clothing.”

“Ah yes.”

As she lowered the towel, he touched the shirt she was wearing. Remembering the embarrassing thing from before, she deliberately looked at him blankly. Then he began to unbutton the shirt one by one. He unbuttoned the top of the shirt Arya was wearing, fluttered his thick eyelashes, then looked up at her, his eyes asking for permission but she ignored him.

Suddenly, Arya looked at his hand. For some reason, the same pattern she had on her left wrist was clearly stamped on his.

‘What does it mean? Is it related to me?’ She shook her head. ‘Although he won’t end up with his partner, he still has one so let’s not think about it.’

“By the way, did you say you remembered your mother earlier?”

“Yes.”

“Have your memories come back?”

“No. I only remember that part. Maybe if I do something that I’ve done in the past, I will gradually remember.”

“Oh, I guess.”

Slowly, one by one, the buttons were loosening. The progress soon passed Arya’s upper chest and was going down from her belly to her lower stomach. His hand didn’t touch her at all, but she felt like it was tickling her.

“Princess Arya seems to have a good scent.”

“Well, I had a nosebleed just now.”

“Pfft…”

Holding the last button, he lowered his head. He was trembling and holding back his laughter, but she couldn’t figure out what was so funny.

“Don’t you know that I didn’t mean it that way?”

“Oh, so what did you mean?”

He unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it off her. It felt like the cool air was touching her skin, perhaps because one layer had been peeled off.

“You got wet.”

Kylian was standing right in front of Arya, so she had to look up at him. Water dripped from his wet hair and hit her face. He drew near and swept the droplets that had fallen on Arya’s cheek with his fingertips, and she looked at him as if possessed. It was difficult to take her eyes off him because his face was even more exquisite and dazzling up close. The deep-purple eyes shone more vividly up close. It created the illusion that it smelled like lavender.

“Princess Arya has very pretty eyes.”

She was amazed that he had the same thoughts as her.

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“Sir Kylian’s eyes are prettier. Maybe because it’s the first time I’ve seen purple eyes.”

“Does Princess Arya prefer red eyes?”

“What? Oh, do you remember what the Crown Prince looked like?”

“Yes, just that part.”

“Ah…”

“Thinking about it, you seem to have an unusual relationship with the person you were talking to.”

There’s no way he couldn’t have heard the conversation from the bathroom. Thinking so, she felt ashamed again. Because the crown prince spoke of how she went and kissed him.

What would the image of Princess Arya be like for Kylian? She kidnapped him, brought a strange man into her room, hit him in the head, and made his nose bleed. And whenever he touched her, her body trembled in ecstasy.

“Because we’re sorting things out.”

It wouldn’t be a good image of her. Who would like a kidnapper? Surprisingly, he hadn’t attempted to escape. Maybe he will wait a little longer and try to run away.

“Have you ever been a couple?”

“Not at all. More like unrequited love. I liked him very much.”

“How much?”

“Uh, umm, as much as the sky and as much as the earth?”

There was nothing to compare it to, so she roughly glossed over it, and Kylian stared at her coldly. But when their eyes met, he smiled as if it was nothing.

Even without his memories, a villain is still a villain.

“You said you like kind people?”

“Yes.”

“I’m pretty kind, aren’t I?”

“Yes?”

He hadn’t fully buttoned his shirt, so his good figure was still visible. His moist chest and nape were beautiful, but the cut on his neck still looked painful.

“Even if Princess Arya kidnapped me, I said I would forgive you if I recovered my memory.”

“Ah.”

“And you hit me in the face and made me bleed, but I didn’t get mad.”

“Aah…”

“And I’m being obedient when you hide me and I don’t make a fuss.”

“Ah… oh… you’re right.”

Arya didn’t know why he suddenly brought up this topic. She awkwardly scratched the back of her neck and smiled bashfully as he smiled with his big eyes. His sharp eyes without double eyelids were truly fascinating.

“Aside from being kind, what is more important to you?”’

“I don’t know.”

“Do you like white hair?”

“I think the Crown Prince has more silver than white hair. It’s grayish.”

“. . .”

His faint smile disappeared and reappeared again. Arya added hastily, frightenedly.

“But it’s too flashy, so I don’t like it. I’m more narrow-minded than I thought.”

“If His Highness proposes to you, will you marry him?”

“No? I want to live alone as long as possible.”

This time, his expression definitely changed. He stared at her with a frown unable to hold a smile properly, it felt so intimidating that she choked.

“Why is that?”

“Because I’m still heartbroken!”

This person– seriously, every time his mood is like this, the chatter gets colder.

If she felt like Lionel would chop her head, with Kylian it was more like he would burn her alive. She was terrified. She had to contemplate whether every little action was life-threatening.

“When will the wounds of your broken heart heal?”

“I don’t know. It was a long unrequited love, so wouldn’t it take long?”

It was stressful to keep eye contact so she replied while looking at her toes, and heard him sigh. Or was it more like sneering at her ridiculous words? Perhaps because she knew he would be dumped and cry over Melina she didn’t feel bad at his mocking.

Actually and truthfully, she was scared and felt bad, and there was nothing she could do.

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