On instinct, she raised her hands to stop him. However…she had told him she belonged to him-and of course, that meant agreeing to die by him as well. She didn’t expect the day to come so soon, but…
She is a lady of her word. And she would remain so until the very end.
As her consciousness began slipping away, she used the last of her strength to lower her hands and smile. She may resent him just a little, nevertheless, a stronger feeling lay behind it.
This is the man she loves, after all.
He hated it.
He hated the peaceful look she had on her face. He hated the way she smiled at him as if this death was deserving. She should be crying mercy for him–why isn’t she doing that? Shouldn’t she regret what she said? Nonetheless, Reiji pulled the young lady toward him by the neck (still having his hands fitted around her neck) as he presses a firm kiss on her blue lips.
He hates this feeling. He hated the words she gave him. What should he do? How does one react into this situation. Before he could actually kill her, Reiji releases his hold around her neck, letting Belle slide to the floor to catch her breath.
But that didn’t get rid of the feeling of her pulse while he held her. She felt alive. Too alive for him.
He never deserved her from the first place.