CHAPTER 84 - I LOVE YOU, MADAM"Mmm!"
The beautiful voice of the woman who moaned at his treatment echoed in the bathroom. And Harriet's feet had landed on his already tense manhood.
SPLASH!
Harriet fell into Liam's arms in the tub. Harriet's legs had wrapped around his waist below the murky medicinal water, and Harriet could feel Liam throbbing beneath her, rubbing against her own crotch. But right now, the two of them were exchanging hot and aggressive kisses.
Liam didn't say much. With Harriet in his arms, he continued the kisses at a long and short rhythm. His hands ran all over Harriet and lightly massaged her under the murky medicinal bath, giving her his full attention. Harriet herself focused on Liam's kiss and all the incredible sensations he gave to her waist, back, buttocks and chest.
Doing this in the shower, in a tub filled with warm, fragrant, herb water gave a distinct sensation that felt like a romantic honeymoon.
Liam's sturdy and slender body wrapped around her, and the wet sensation that enveloped their entire body made Harriet more relaxed than usual. Moreover, the movement of Liam's hands gently massaging her skin suited their current situation, making Harriet feel almost drunk in the comfort and exhilarating heat of the atmosphere.
Harriet pulled Liam's shoulders towards her, as she began to dip the back of her head and hair below the surface of the water. Now only the curve of Harriet's collarbone, the front of her neck and face, and her cleavage were visible above the murky water.
Liam's breath was heavy as he stared at Harriet, who seemed to blend into the murky white water, and the faint glimmer of her lavender hair beneath the water's surface that spread beautifully around her face, decorated with the residue of lavender pieces floating on the water's surface.
Liam knew and realized this wasn't the first time they'd done this, but right now, it felt like they were doing it for the first time again. It wasn't just because he had lost his memory.
But because…
"How can I manage to marry a woman as beautiful as you, Madam?" Liam muttered in surprise.
Yet at this moment, Harriet was asking the same thing in her heart.
Seeing Liam's perfect face facing her, framed by wet golden hair that dangled down into the murky water, realizing the man's two golden eyes were only looking at her.
Seeing the man's amazed expression that seemed to be looking the incarnation of a goddess in her form, Harriet wanted to know what she had done in her past life so that she could get this man in front of her as her husband.
Liam pulled Harriet's body out of the tub like he was completing the holy baptism of the great saintess in legend. He carried Harriet in his sturdy arms, completely forgetting every pain he had complained of since morning.
With each step up to their room at the end of the tower, Liam recalled one by one the memories between the two of them. The day they first met at the waterfall, and when Harriet came to him at the tower in the middle of a full moon night.
In every kiss and touch they shared, Liam remembered their every conversation, bit by bit, not in detail. But when he came to the memory of seeing Harriet in his dream in the middle of the abyss, crying alone, everything became so clear.
He remembered that Harriet loved him.
And Liam realized his feelings for her at the same time that day. He loved her too.
At that point, the memory waves that invaded his brain stopped. But he also decided that for now, that memory alone would suffice.
"I love you, Madam," Liam whispered softly on the bed after he ended their passionate lovemaking.
Harriet was still drowning in her euphoria feeling the warmth of Liam's release inside her. But as soon as she heard Liam's whisper, Harriet felt like crying. Her heart fluttered but at the same time, sadness slowly crept in.
"Thank you," Harriet whispered and hugged Liam tightly. "I love you too, Milord," she continued.
Liam laughed softly in the crook of Harriet's neck. "So marrying you and being loved by you wasn't a dream," he muttered.
Hearing that, Harriet was slightly surprised. Blinking in confusion, she asked, "What do you mean?"
Liam shook his head, but Harriet felt Liam's embrace on her body at this moment similar to when he hugged her after hearing the news that she was pregnant. Tighter, felt more suffocating and somewhat sad. She was wondering what was it that he was thinking now.
"Is that how much you love me, Milord?" teased Harriet in a tired voice after her lovemaking with Liam just now.
"Mm," Liam mumbled in the affirmative. He pulled himself out of Harriet, spilling some of his sperm down her thigh. Then the two exchanged kisses again. Soft and warm.
After Harriet cleaned herself up a bit and put her dress back on, she saw Liam leaning on the bed and was almost asleep. She approached and gave the man a hand to dry his hair which was still a little wet. Then, Liam pulled her back into his arms.
Harriet decided to tell him now.
"Milord, I have to leave for the capital tomorrow."
Instantly, Liam's golden eyes opened and stared focus into Harriet's eyes. "Huh?"
Harriet laughed at Liam's surprise.
"Milord had forgotten that Arai demanded that I come to the capital for His Majesty's birthday party?" asked Harriet.
Liam did remember well some of his sweet dreams with Harriet. But it had not yet reached the 'Arai' part and meeting them in the capital during the Emperor's birthday party. Who's 'Arai' again?
Seeing Liam's uncomfortable expression, Harriet laughed sweetly.
"Don't tell me you're still jealous of Arai?" she asked in a teasing voice.
Liam furrowed his brows. Liam was jealous of 'Arai' before?
Had they met before? How did it happen? So many questions filled Liam's mind.
"Do you want to go alone?" Liam asked.
Harriet blinked in surprise. "Of course. Previously I also went alone to the capital with Sir Russel and a few other guards."
While grumbling silently in his heart, Liam made a unanimous decision. "Then will you take me with you?"