All Chapters of Duke Killian, Please Marry Me Again!: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Roxanne slowly woke as the last traces of sunlight nearly disappeared from the sky. The large bedroom was much darker now, illuminated only by the faint golden glow of wall lamps that the servants had begun lighting one by one.For several moments, she simply lay there staring at the ceiling.Her body still felt warm and slightly weak, while her mind slowly began recalling what had happened a few hours ago inside Killian’s study.Roxanne’s face immediately grew hot.She quickly turned her head to the side and took a slow breath, as though that alone could chase away the memories that kept resurfacing without permission.Near the vanity table, Orla was quietly arranging several dresses and replacing the flowers inside a crystal vase. The moment she noticed Roxanne was awake, the maid immediately stopped what she was doing and hurried over.“My Lady.”Roxanne slowly pushed herself upright until she rested against the headboard. Her long hair fell messily over her shoulders, softening he

After a quiet dinner, Roxanne returned to her main bedroom accompanied by Orla. Night had fully fallen, wrapping the Lunnart Mansion in a comforting silence.The glow of the wall lamps cast a soft golden light along the corridor, while the sound of their footsteps was the only thing breaking the stillness.Roxanne felt her body noticeably lighter than it had been over the past few days. Whether it was because her mood had improved or because, for the first time in a long while, she had not allowed Stefanie’s words to affect her, she didn’t know. Whatever the reason, tonight felt peaceful.Once they arrived in the room, Orla immediately helped her prepare for bed. Roxanne’s long hair was gently brushed until it fell neatly over her shoulders again, and her dress was replaced with a more comfortable night gown. After making sure everything was done, Orla bowed.“Is there anything else you need, Your Grace?”Roxanne shook her head lightly as she sat on the edge of the bed.“No. You shoul

The first light of dawn crept through the heavy curtains, painting thin golden lines across the bedroom floor. The mansion was still silent, the world outside still wrapped in the gray haze of early morning. But inside the master bedroom, there was no silence.Only the sound of skin against skin, of breathless moans and guttural groans, of a bedframe that had been creaking for hours without pause.Killian had lost count of how many times he had taken her.Three? Four? Five?It didn't matter.All that mattered was the woman beneath him, flushed, trembling, her dark hair sprawled across the pillow like spilled ink, her lips swollen from his kisses, her body marked with the evidence of his possession. Bite marks on her shoulder. Finger-shaped bruises on her hips. The sheen of sweat and sex glistening on her skin.And still, he wanted more.Roxanne's legs were wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into the small of his back as he drove into her from behind. She was on her hands and

Roxanne looked at Killian for a few moments.Her golden gaze moved from his face toward the window, where the evening sky stretched beyond. The sunlight had already begun to fade, leaving a warm orange glow inside the room.Then she looked back at him.“Who exactly do you think caused me to wake up almost in the evening?”Her tone was calm, but the subtle edge of sarcasm was clear enough to make Killian fall silent.He then stepped closer, his movements unhurried and without hesitation, nor any trace of awkwardness.As if conversations like this were something entirely normal to him. He stopped right in front of Roxanne before speaking in a low voice,“Sorry.”Roxanne blinked slightly in surprise. Not because of the content of his words, but because Killian had actually said them.“Last night, I couldn’t control myself.”Roxanne’s expression softened without her noticing.An apology was not something that often came from Duke Lunnart’s lips. He was the type who preferred to take respo

Killian looked confused.“What do you mean?”“They keep trying to talk to you even though you clearly don’t want to talk to them.”For the first time that evening, the corner of Killian’s lips lifted slightly.“Maybe they’re desperate.”Roxanne laughed softly.A genuine laugh.And somehow, the sound made Killian’s gaze linger on her a little longer than usual.But before either of them could say anything else, the atmosphere in the ballroom suddenly changed.The conversations filling the hall slowly faded.Guests began moving aside from the center of the room, creating an open path toward the main entrance.The shift was so sudden that even Roxanne stopped walking.She recognized the sight immediately.Everyone in the ballroom recognized it as well.Because there were only a handful of people capable of changing the atmosphere of an entire banquet simply through their arrival.Then the announcement rang out across the hall.“His Imperial Highness, Crown Prince Rion Alexander de Magnor