I Don’t Want to Be Loved (Web Novel)
I Don’t Want to Be Loved (Web Novel) - Chapter 136: Basil's Siblings

Chapter 136: Basil’s Siblings

《Volume 5: Kiritte Competition》

Rihannan opened her eyes, eyelashes fluttering in butterfly strokes. She turned her head slightly to the side and saw him, hands embracing her in a spoon.

Most often than not, he’d awaken earlier than her and watch her innocent face sleeping. But sometimes, it was he who slept longer than her. The tables would turn and Rihannan would stare at his god-like face.

Looking at his even eyebrows and high nose bridge and slightly full lips, his eyelids eventually rose and revealed deep, purple eyes that twinkled.

“Did you have a good sleep?” Igor said.

As a normal routine, the morning kiss began with Igor kissing her forehead, her perky nose, and the corner of her lips—he kissed her a million times a day. Looking at her made him want to simply kiss her.

And then, as he stroked her back, his groin heated up. The same could be said for Rihannan. Before they knew it, clothes had been torn and thrown on the floor.

They made love, his shaft inside her flowery flesh. He’d pushed deeper inside the abyss of pleasure, her legs wrapped tight around his waist and arms around his neck. As the pleasure climbed, she’d hold onto Igor tighter, hips convulsing as they both climaxed and arrived at heavenly pleasure.

Afterward, they’d eat breakfast together and chat happily.

It became a daily ritual that had gone on for over a month. At first, their talks were only trivial and on the surface level like Igor’s work or the gossip Rihannan heard in the social circle.

Later on, their talks grew deeper.

Igor recited the events he went through when he was young with Basil as his caretaker. While learning of his childhood, she found a particularly interesting topic.

“Just counting his sisters, Basil had three of them.”

“He had three sisters? I didn’t know that.”

“If I remember correctly, it was around the time he was sending all three off to their marriage… Basil looked like a madman who’d gone senile. Not a single one of his sisters was willing to listen to Basil’s lunatic suggestions.”

Rihannan burst out in laughter. She clutched her stomach in pain imagining Basil’s exasperated look right away.

“Basil used to treat his youngest sister like his own little daughter he had raised with painstaking efforts… but it was that sister of his who gave him the biggest betrayal.”

“Wh-what happened?”

“She ran away from the house… together with the servant she fell in love with.”

Rihannan smiled. “My goodness. What happened thereafter?”

Igor chuckled. “He thought she’d been kidnapped. He came crying to me, begging on his knees to search for her whereabouts. He wouldn’t let go of my legs so I had no choice but to dispatch dozens of men. They soon found her but she had already gone through the wedding ceremony in secret with the servant. Basil was livid but he had no choice but to acknowledge their marriage. Well, he always had a soft spot for her. Later on, I hear that his youngest sisters lived the happiest life among his other two sisters.”

“That’s good,” Rihannan sighed in relief. “When you’re young, one won’t usually see it as a mistake. They’ll only end up regretting it when they’re a little older. It’s good that their love for each other remained true.”

Seeing Rihannan fully engaged in their chats, Igor smiled and rested his chin on the palm of his hand.

“How have you been during that time? When you were in Chrichton.”

“Hm… I’d spend most of my time with… my cousins. Other than that, I’m always next to Princess Helena’s side.”

Rihannan knew that Dimitri was a touchy subject to Igor so she said cousins instead of cousin.

She swallowed her food and kept a close watch on Igor. Just as she thought, she noticed his eyebrow raised in annoyance.

“And what do you often spend your time doing with your cousins?” Igor prodded.

“Well,” Rihannnan touched her lips, “we’d have lessons together, play together, eat together… ah… the person who taught me how to play Kiritte was one of my cousins, Dimi. He won the Kiritte competitions before so I had him teach me.”

She had tried not to show her feelings, but she did not realize the smile on her face happily talking about Dimitri.

Igor’s expression grew irate.

“You must have learned well from him,” Igor said, clicking his tongue in annoyance.”