The two of them looked at each other in silence which lasted quite a bit.
"Tell me how the assassination actually went. I want to know everything. Every detail," Alisia finally broke the silence as her voice became more relaxed.
After a brief contemplation, he nodded and went to sit on the bed while Alisia followed.
When they sat side-by-side, she casually took his hand and interlocked her fingers with his.
Feeling his touch had always oozed her heart from inner worries.
Vincent's heart became warmer and he started from where he entered the city. He then found an inn to get a room for one night and left in the direction of the pleasure house wanting to take Madame's life but ultimately decided not to die because of her animosity to George and Alisia's previous words.
Her heart squeezed when she heard it while Vincent continued.
After leaving a certain warning to Madame, he then went straight to the elite district and on his way bought a luxury cloth and the bottle of wine to not alert night patrols.
Then Vincent's story arrived at George's house and he didn't hide any details from her starting from George's forcing himself on his slave, girls despair, Vincent's emergence, the girl's requests, the poison and then his departure afterwards.
Alisia's heart trembled when he was mentioning Hanna as she stared at him as if wanting to see something.
Then, Vincent story went to his disguise as he safely left the elite district. He also mentioned the odd sensation he felt near the trade guild before moving to the booked room in the inn near the city gates to rest as he was very vulnerable at that moment.
In the morning, after a good sleep, he felt much better though still somewhat weak and left the city to the forest nearby to get out from crowded places.
He even mentioned that strange stene with a carriage and that red-haired girl which even Alisia found odd.
And so, his short story had ended.
Vincent looked at her face as she was engrossed in her thoughts.
He doesn't want to have any secrets from her as it might contradict his emotional state if he truly thinks of her as his lifelong partner.
If he starts to hide some details, though it would be very faint, he might be starting to question his own feelings towards her in the distant future as more and more he would conceal from her.
Since he had confirmed his feelings, he will treat Alisia with respect she deserves.
Meanwhile, Alisia wondered as her thoughts were on that poor girl.
She was also pleasantly joyous that Vincent didn't kiss her as she asked.
As a girl herself, Alisia knew the significance of a kiss for a girl in such a situation as was Hanna.
'If he had kissed her in the moment as she asked… she would've definitely fallen in love with him and that love would turn into a dangerous obsession later on.'
Her internal chain of thoughts continued.
'Vincent would've definitely not killed her and instead helped her to get a new life, but what life could she have with anyone after what had happened? Staying with him would've been the only choice which only fueled that obsession.'
'Having such a strong emotion in one's heart, after she would find out about me, there was a high chance that she would've tried to kill me to have him only for herself…'
How can she predict something like that? Because this is what Alisia would have done if she was in Hanna's situation.
Thinking about it, Alisia couldn't help herself but be overjoyed knowing that Vincent didn't go in that direction.
She looked at him intensely, her heartbeat was racing.
Staring at his calm handsome face, she could no longer resist the urge.
Alisia abruptly pushed him on the bed and lowered herself down to him.
Cupping his face, she started passionately kissing him.
Vincent was quite stunned, but he didn't stop her and reciprocated her kiss in the same manner.
He can almost hear her hearted at the moment amidst her heavy inhales as their lips shared each other's warmth.
…
After several minutes of passionate exchange, Alisia stopped and slightly moved up as parts of her blond hair were on his face.
She gazed into his eyes, whispering with a deep blush, "From now on, we will sleep together, but… we'll not cross the last line as I'm… not fully ready yet. Are you fine with that?"
Vincent calmly looked at her as he gradually calmed himself from their previous passionate exchange.
Alisia didn't urge him and simply waited while observing his reaction.
In the next moment, Vincent gently touched her face as his big finger slowly slid on her lower lip.
"If this is what you want… how can I refuse?"
Hearing his response, Alisia's eyes started to tear up, "Thank you~" she spoke emotionally and kissed him again before wiping her eyes and standing up to hastily departing from the room, leaving him lying on bed.
Through their previous exchange, she almost felt how hard it was for him to resist the urge to go further.
He looked at the dark ceiling, wondering if it was the right choice before standing up.
After several minutes, as he recollected his thoughts, he was standing almost naked in black shorts near the closed window.
*Crack~*
Vincent heard that the door behind him slowly opened and closed, but he didn't turn around as someone with quiet steps approached him from behind.
When Alisia approached him and saw his well shaped nearly naked body, her entire being shivered.
Soon, Vincent felt a thin smooth fabric and that two big softness behind it pressing onto his back as two female hands appeared from behind and stopped on his chest.
Feeling the smooth skin and his sturdy muscles as her hands slowly roamed on his chest, Alisia felt that something started to burn down below and no matter how much she tried to suppress that desire, it just refused to go.
At this point, Vincent abruptly turned around and to her shock, casually picked her in his arms.
Vincent noticed that though Alisia was wearing a thin night gown, there was nothing under it. If the gown was removed, she would be utterly naked.
Her face was completely flushed. She looked at his calm face and long black hair on his shoulders.
Arriving, Vincent gently placed her on the bed and then also laid down before covering most of their bodies with a thin blanket.
The bed wasn't made for two people, so they were extremely close to each other.
Alisia was barely able to hold herself from doing something as she looked at him with slightly trembling eyes.
She then moved closed and slowly slid one her leg in between his and then pressed her supple chest onto his.
Their lips were almost touching each other as they felt each other's breathing, but they didn't move.
None of them spoke.
Time slowly went on and after an hour, they still were unable to fall fully asleep, but after several minutes, the fatigue finally won and the both of them gradually left into their own dream worlds in each other's embrace.
…
Vincent's eyes slowly moved and gradually opened as morning sunlight welcomed him from a nearby window.
He looked at the blond head and his chest that was cutely snoring and decided to not wake her up.
Last night, he didn't know how, but somehow he was able to suppress his lust as he felt that she was also struggling with it herself.
They knew what their bodies wanted, yet they refused to act on those desires since they've made a promise.
Alisia's eyes were also gradually opened.
As found herself on his naked chest, her face blushed, but she didn't move.
Instead, her eyes spotted something below that made her body froze.
He looked with wide eyes at the huge erected pillar under Vincent's black shorts.
Alisia gulped and hastily shook her head, resisting the urge to grab it before raising her face to look at his.
Vincent didn't feel ashamed about his lower body's reaction in the slightest as he calmly looked at her blushed face when she slowly whispered with gentle smile, "Good morning~"
She felt a new kind of a feeling appearing in her heart.
'Is this… happiness?'