Chapter 137

Right at the moment Demus thought that, the staff member who went inside to bring the medicine showed up. The staff member who showed up with the tightly sealed medicine gave Liv, who stood by Demus’ side, a questioning look, but kept his questions to himself.

“This is the medicine. You should check with your doctor before taking it, and make sure you understand how to use it.”

“Yes.”

Liv, receiving the medicine from the pharmacy owner, looked down at it with a strange expression. Having done with his business, Demus immediately turned around. His carriage was waiting just in front of the store.

As they left the pharmacy with a grand sendoff, Demus climbed into the carriage first, and then Liv followed suit. He could feel a few gazes following them in that short moment.

He could have avoided those gazes if he wanted to, but Demus chose not to. Liv also seemed to have noticed it, but she didn’t say anything.

Sitting on the carriage, Liv fiddled with the medicine bag on her lap.

“How did you know?”

“About what?”

The carriage swayed as it set off. Demus, leaning back comfortably, glanced over at Liv.

“The treatment I got in Hyslop back then.”

“I will be disappointed if you ask because you truly don’t know.”

Liv was not a fool. He didn’t hide that he knew about her daily life, so she would surely have guessed it to some extent.

And as expected, Liv didn’t express any kind of questions at Demus’ words. She looked back down at the bag, her eyes deep in thought.

“My Lord, if I may ask, when did this interest that you’re currently displaying first arise?”

“Is that important?”

“I think knowing that would help me decide how to behave in the future.”

Demus tilted his head at an angle.

“Isn’t it the present that matters, not the past? If you continue to keep your wit while you’re by my side, you’ll always get this kind of treatment.”

“Keep my wit.”

Liv, who had been mulling over Demus’ words, suddenly put the medicine bag onto the empty seat next to her. Then she sat down close by Demus’ side. Demus watched her, wondering what she was trying to do, and Liv, who hesitated for a second, gingerly placed her hands on Demus’ chest and looked up at him.

Liv’s face as she looked up at Demus from a close distance looked composed, but somehow stirred something inside him. In a subdued tone, she posed her question, her steady green eyes locked onto Demus’ visage.

“May I kiss you, my Lord?”

Demus raised an eyebrow. Perhaps she understood his reaction wrong, Liv’s shoulders slumped slightly. The way she got discouraged so quickly after approaching so boldly made her look like a mimosa.

“You looked like you wanted to kiss me earlier. Did I guess wrong?”

Liv asked, her voice sounding much more less confident that she had been a moment ago, then she rolled her eyes and tried to pull herself away. But it was a futile endeavor as Demus quickly wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

“Ah!”

Liv fell forward as she lost her balance and leaned against Demus’ chest. Demus ducked his head down toward her. Their lips clashed, somewhat urgently.

Liv, leaning onto him in an uncomfortable position, clutched at Demus’ clothes for dear life. She squirmed, trying to regain her balance somehow, but was left helpless when Demus plunged his tongue deep inside her. It didn’t take long for the wet saliva to trickle from between her startled lips.

“Mmph…”

The wet sound of tongue sucking and faint moans filled the carriage. Demus ran the tip of his tongue against Liv’s soft palate. Each time he did it, her gasp displayed her heated senses.

Demus, who had been taking his time to invade her lips, let go of her lips slightly. As soon as he did that, Liv panted and leaned her forehead against his shoulder. She was more breathless than usual from kissing in an uncomfortable position inside a moving carriage.

Demus looked down at Liv, letting her use his shoulder so she could catch her breath. The white nape of her neck peeked through her neatly tied hair.

“If it weren’t for the reserved boutique.”

I would have ordered the carriage back to the mansion.

Demus murmured to himself, his gaze fixed on the tantalizing nape, causing Liv to involuntarily tense.