Rejected the Demon’s Marriage Proposal Thousands of Times

Extra-4 (What If) (5)

Behind Anna, Rothgarr was wide awake.

His arm was under Anna’s neck. He faced Anna, whose skin was as white as milk. Her long reddish-brown hair was draped over her shoulders. There were bright marks on her body that were left by him just now due to loss of control.

At this moment, he felt good after satisfying his desire, but also had lingering confusion.

Why did he fit with Anna so well, as if he had done this thousands of times?

No, he obviously despised humans; why was he bewitched just now to do this kind of thing with her?

Rothgarr recalled that Anna accidentally grabbed her horn beforehand. That made him lose control of himself, and he let desire drive him to push her down… He remembered that she was still resisting at first, but because of the huge gap in strength, she was no match for him and finally gave up. She even turned to cater to him later, which gave him great comfort.

His face grew cold; he couldn’t believe that he did such a despicable thing.

So how should he deal with the aftermath?

Anna was now also thinking about how she should react.

Cry and tell him to take responsibility? That was not her character. Turn over and grab him directly and say “let’s go again”? That was too bold.

It seemed that for the time being, she could only show the side of “being wronged but no one cares, so I can only suffer in silence”.

She believed that her reaction would not be a bad thing. In the past, after Rothgarr finally got a taste, he also couldn’t resist and played a lot of tricks to get it… although she also contributed a negligible amount of strength. Speaking of which, she hadn’t gotten her whip tree demon yet. When she got to know Rothgarr better, she had to ask him to get her another one, otherwise she would feel as if something was missing.

Rothgarr suddenly held Anna’s shoulders and turned her around.

At this moment, she pursed her lips tightly and lowered her eyes, holding the corner of the quilt tightly with both hands to cover her chest.

“Don’t touch a demon’s horns, you asked for it.” Rothgarr sneered.

Anna looked up at him suddenly. Her eyes were wet from their cultivation just now, and she looked at him with disbelief.

Then she gritted her teeth and said, “Okay, it was my doing this time. You can’t touch me again in the future.”

Rothgarr sneered rather confidently: “Of course not”

He felt that he had solved the problem, so he withdrew his hand from under Anna, turned over and got out of bed naturally, and put on his clothes.

He didn’t know that Anna was staring at the contours of his muscles during this period.

After Rothgarr left, Anna began to calculate how long his promise could last.

Of course she would not sit still. She went out for a walk from time to time, and she was obviously very happy when she ran into Rothgarr occasionally, but she pretended to be unhappy  and avoided him.

Probably on the third night after the first cultivation between the two, Anna had just finished brushing her hair, walking out of the room after taking a shower. She saw Rothgarr standing in the middle of her room. Seeing her coming out, he just said coldly: “I will take you to a place tomorrow.”

Anna secretly guessed, was it to see the flamingos? Or take her to pick the fruit that could increase her mental strength?

She replied simply and stood against the wall as if she was hiding from the plague, like she was waiting for him to go out.

Rothgarr didn’t want to do anything at first, but when he saw her like this, he became inexplicably annoyed. He strode over, held her chin and sneered, “You’re that afraid of me?”

Anna was forced to look up at him. She bit her lower lip and remained silent. She quietly raised her head and puffed up her chest, as if being held by him was a little uncomfortable. Her wet fingers pressed against the back of his hand, and her eyes wet with water vapor stared straight at him.

Rothgarr couldn’t remember what he had said casually to Anna. He leaned over and kissed her roughly on the lips until she was breathless before he carried her to bed.

Anna was enjoying herself while pretending to be struggling. After it was over, she lay paralyzed on the bed, and after a while, she deliberately turned her head and complained: “Didn’t you promise me not to touch me again?”

Rothgarr sneered: “I am the Grand Duke of The Abyss, what I do doesn’t need your consent.”

After speaking, as if to prove his words, he pulled Anna over for round two.

Anna was a little surprised. She didn’t expect that under her guidance, she and Rothgarr would embark on the plot of a domineering CEO imprisoning love… It was quite exciting.

A long time later, when Rothgarr took the initiative to sign a soul contract with Anna, and after other ups and downs, Anna nestled in Rothgarr’s arms and suddenly said, “I have something to confess to you.”

Rothgarr had just been satisfied; he casually asked, “What’s the matter?”

Anna said: “Actually, I knew you were possessed by Parrish at the start.”

Rothgarr was originally buried in the nook of Anna’s neck, but slowly raised his head upon hearing this, watching her frown.

“Also, during our first time, I actually touched your horns on purpose to seduce you…” Anna said everything at once, “Actually, I was reborn. I came here to when you first proposed to me. I still wanted to be with you so I basically reenacted the past again…”

Rothgarr’s first reaction was that Anna dared lie to him from the very beginning when they met, but when she slowly told what happened before her “rebirth”, he not only stopped being angry, but also wanted to press her down and love her.

After her rebirth, she didn’t leave him, but tried her best to make him fall in love with her again.

Rothgarr rolled over and pinned Anna down, covering her small mouth as she spoke of a past that only exists in her memory.

That whip tree demon…he would find it for her tomorrow.