My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

"Well, I' ready, Liliana. Shall we begin?"

Feeling the sudden embrace enveloping her from behind, Liliana gasped in shock, her body instantly tensing.

Yet, upon hearing Leon's soft voice behind her, Liliana breathed a sigh of relief, feeling her entire body gradually relax.

"You really surprised me, Leon," Liliana said, her tone dissatisfied as she tilted her head slightly to glance at him, wearing a pretend angry expression.

Embracing her from behind, Leon smiled and tilted his head to the side, playfully observing Liliana's feigned anger.

"Surprised? How could a powerful Demon Emperor like you be surprised?" Leon teased, his tone light as he chuckled.

A figure as powerful and esteemed as Liliana, bearing the title of Demon Emperor, should possess exceedingly sharp senses.

Let alone his sudden embrace, even if an attack came from a great distance, Liliana's sharp senses would detect and evade it effortlessly if she were alert.

After all, Liliana's true power level was exceedingly strong, possibly even on par with him at his peak.

At Leon's teasing words, Liliana pursed her lips and lazily rolled her eyes.

"Of course I was surprised because I was daydreaming earlier," she replied nonchalantly, then continued, "Moreover, I lowered my guard to zero when I was with you, so it's only natural that I was surprised, right?"

The teasing smile on Leon's face instantly faded as he heard Liliana's words.

He hadn't expected such words to come from Liliana.

Lowering her guard to zero while with him?

Wouldn't she be afraid if he were to attack and stab her from behind with a sharp weapon like a sword?

Although Liliana, as a Demon Emperor, couldn't possibly perish from being stabbed by a weapon, what if it were a holy one like his Zenith holy sword, possessing the most potent power—the holy power—to slay Demon Emperors?

Despite their current relationship, it's crucial to remember that they still hold the titles of hero and demon emperor—sworn enemies destined to oppose each other.

Wouldn't there be a sense of fear if he were to betray her at some point?

Leon found himself speechless, uncertain of how to react.

Truth be told, he was deeply moved by Liliana's level of trust, which had reached such depths.

However, on the other hand, he also felt deeply ashamed for hiding the fact that he was currently healing his powers from Liliana, even though his intention was to surprise her.

With a small sigh, Leon gazed gently at Liliana's beautiful yet cold countenance.

"You're quite bold to speak that way. Aren't you afraid that if you let your guard down like this, I might stab you in the back with a sharp weapon?" Leon inquired softly, extending his palm to gently rub the right side of her face.

"I'm not concerned about that possibility, as an ordinary weapon couldn't possibly kill or penetrate my body," Liliana replied calmly, shaking her head.

"Indeed, an ordinary weapon wouldn't pose a threat, but remember, I'm the sword hero, and my weapon is the Holy Sword Zenith, the most potent weapon against you, the Demon Emperor. Aren't you afraid?" Leon continued to inquire, his gaze fixed on Liliana's blood-red eyes, eager to detect even the slightest change in her expression.

Liliana fell silent upon hearing the question, once again shaking her head slightly.

"I'm not afraid," Liliana replied nonchalantly and calmly, then, with a smile gracing her lips, she continued, "Because you wouldn't do that to me, would you?"

Upon hearing her confident tone, as if she believed he wouldn't do such a thing, Leon widened his eyes slightly.

'This woman truly...' Leon was rendered speechless this time, admitting defeat and acknowledging Liliana's conquest over him through her trust.

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He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a small breath, before opening them again.

And then, without warning, he reached for Liliana's chin and pressed his lips firmly against her soft, alluring ones.

In response to Leon's sudden kiss, despite her surprise, Liliana made no attempt to resist or push him away.

Instead, she repositioned herself on the sofa to face Leon.

Then, she wrapped her slender, white arms around Leon's neck, closing her eyes as she passionately returned his kiss.

With fervor, she gently inserted her tongue into his mouth.

Feeling Liliana's playful tongue attempting to invade his mouth, how could Leon resist responding?

Swiftly, he wrapped his left arm around her waist and used his right palm to stroke the white hair on the back of her head.

Afterward, he reciprocated, using his tongue to return Liliana's French kiss.

Their tongues intertwined passionately, as if they were reluctant to part ways with each other.

After an unknown amount of time, Liliana's beautiful face gradually flushed red, and she showed signs of being out of breath.

Sensing this, Leon quickly withdrew his lips, leaving a slight line of saliva between theirs.

"Hah~ Hah~ Hah~" Liliana's breath came in ragged gasps, her typically beautiful, cold face now flushed like a ripe apple.

A hint of resentment flickered in her gaze as she looked at Leon, blaming him for leaving her breathless.

Sensing Liliana's annoyed gaze and noticing her labored breathing, Leon couldn't suppress the smile that played on his lips.

"Are you comfortable?" he teased, his hand gently caressing her cheek.

"Comfortable? Do I appear comfortable to you?" Liliana retorted, biting her lower lip and shooting Leon a mildly irritated glance.

After leaving her breathless, did this smelly man dare to ask such a question?

Leon chuckled at her angry gaze, a sly smile blooming on his lips.

Without giving Liliana a chance to prepare, he swiftly slid his left arm under her knee and his right arm behind her back.

In a swift motion, he lifted Liliana into a princess carry.

As her body rose unexpectedly, Liliana's expression froze momentarily, her gaze locking onto Leon's face just centimeters away, filled with disbelief.

"Y-You! What do you think you're doing!? Put me down!" Liliana exclaimed, panic and embarrassment coloring her voice as she was carried princess-style.

It was her first time being held like this, and the embarrassment was overwhelming.

Where was her dignity as the Demon Emperor placed?

Subconsciously, she squirmed in his embrace, attempting to free herself from Leon's hold.

But Leon had no intention of letting go willingly.

With his embrace tightening, preventing Liliana from escaping, Leon offered a small smile as he leaned closer to her red ear, whispering, "We're dealing with the side effects of the Demon Mark tonight, remember? So, stay still."

At the sound of Leon's voice and feeling his breath so near, Liliana's movements ceased abruptly, a blush spreading across her face, lending her an enchanting allure.

Observing Liliana, now still and compliant, Leon smiled with satisfaction.

'This woman must have been quite embarrassed when I mentioned the side effects of the Demon Mark,' Leon chuckled to himself, shaking his head slightly.

After all, tonight, Liliana concocted the excuse about the side effects of the Demon Mark to visit his room, and she likely sensed that he was aware of her deception.

Without hesitation, Leon carried Liliana in his arms to the bed.

Once there, he gently lowered her onto the bed, his gaze soft as he looked at her.

"Are you ready, Liliana?" Leon inquired, a charming smile gracing his lips.

At his question, Liliana felt her heart race as if it might burst from her chest.

Taking a calming breath, she gazed at the handsome man before her, tenderness softening her typically cold expression.

"Tonight... It's up to you..."