These days, Yernia had a hard time preparing for the party.
It was her first party since she became the Marchioness.
No place didnât go through her hands, and it started with the flowers.
It was hard to pay attention to everything, but Cassian made Yernia work harder.
âWake up. You have to eat.â
Yenaâs âwake-up timeâ became more flexible because she wasnât sleeping with Cassian.
When she couldnât sleep, she would remain awake until dawn.
When she slept well, she woke up at noon.
This time, Yernia had to get up early to prepare for the party.
Today, Cassian came to wake her up again.
The loud banging at her door sounded defiant.
âOpen the door, Yernia. Why did you lock it?â
Yernia opened her eyes.
It wasnât even afternoon yet.
Relieved, she rolled over the blanket.
He was shameless to ask why she locked it, so she laughed.
Cassian had bullied Yernia every night.
He suddenly entered her room to occupy her bed and used guidance as an excuse.
He would often hug her and ask her to hug him back to help him fall asleep.
She didnât want to wake him up, so she left him like that once, but it had already happened twice.
Yesterday, as well.
âDo you want to do something else?â
He even circled his arm around her waist.
Just a rough glance told her what he was about without asking.
Cassian needed a more powerful guiding method than a hug.
He looked at her like a beast and bit her ear.
In response, she hit him with a pillow and kicked him out.
***
These days, she was just so tired of Cassianâs shenanigans.
He asked her to prepare for the party in the morning and guide him at night.
âGo away.â
âShall I open the door? Open the door, Yernia.â
âIâm so tired today. I want to sleep a little longer.â
Todayâs work was piled up like a mountain.
She had to choose a portrait to hang on the wall, and she had to monitor each piece of furniture taken inside the mansion.
The butler was tasked to do it.
Still, Yernia also had to check.
She wanted to do it properly because it was their first party as a couple, but she was so exhausted.
Then, the door suddenly opened, and she doubted her eyes.
She certainly didnât open it herself while lying on the bed.
Cassian had opened the door from the outside.
âHow did you open it?â
âI can open it and come in whenever I want.â
She didnât think he had broken it, so how did he manage to open the door?
It must be something that Cassian had learned from the back alley.
He had taken advantage of his abilities.
She didnât know the rest of the details, but it felt like that.
âYour lips are swollen.â
âItâs because of you.â
She kissed Cassian yesterday since that date had fallen into that âletâs-kiss-once-a-weekâ schedule.
Unfortunately, her husband decided to kiss her multiple times yesterday.
He was so persistent since he wasnât allowed to do it any other day.
Cassian kissed her several times on the bed.
She tried to rest for a bit  but it went on until dawn.
âMy eyes are swollen.â
Yernia had finally shed tears.
No matter how urgent he needed guidance, she was sad that he didnât care about her at all.
When she started crying silently, Cassian stopped kissing her and wiped away her tears.
âYou donât want to guide me anymore?â
âThereâs that. I have another reason as well. Iâm exhausted, Cassian. I gave you a lot of physical contacts yesterday so, please. Just let me go for today.â
âI know. I should have been moderate last night but once a week wasnât enough for me. Thatâs why I canât leave you alone.â
âYouâre shameless.â
Yernia shook her hands.
âHow about kissing twice a week? Perhaps, I can control myself a little more.â
âIâd rather believe the dog passing by compared to you.â
The Cassian she was currently with was a liar.
He never told her a bad lie, but he would often break his word.
Cassian told her heâd be gentle last night.
She faltered because it was hard to meet the sudden onslaught.
Cassian relieved her fears by saying, âWeâll take it easy. So open your mouth for me.â
When he started kissing her, he forgot about his promise.
Heâs a bad guy.
âWe will not do it twice. Not a chance. I felt so desperate last night, Cassian. I might die if we kiss twice a week the way you want it.â
âCanât you see Iâm trying to control myself?â
âI donât believe you. I donât believe you.â
âAlright. Get up first.â
Yernia shook her head, her cheeks rubbing against the sheets.
âIâm so tired that I canât even move my hands. âIâm not confident to wash my face and welcome the guests.â
She was washing the responsibility out of her hands.
Cassian tucked his forearms under Yerniaâs armpits to raise her up.
She exhaled a frustrated sigh.
She didnât want to get up.