CHAPTER 770: CHAPTER 770: YOU SEEM INTERESTED IN IT

Ferdinand’s thoughts suddenly drifted off somewhere else.

"Hey! Ferdinand! What the hell are you thinking about? Snap out of it!" Arabella chided with a blush on her face when she saw some of the drawings from the illustrated books he read when she gazed into his eyes.

’Why was he reading books like that?! Is he into that kind of thing?’ She gulped nervously.

In the books he read, there was a couple in an intimate scene. However, the lady was wearing a collar on her neck and her wrists and ankles had shackles. They seemed to be made of leather. And the couple seemed to be enjoying it despite that.

’Is Ferdinand into using those things in bed?!’ Arabella gulped nervously. ’What should I do if he wants to use those on me?’

Arabella had seen a scenario like this in person in her past life since she used her body to get allies when there was nothing else she could offer.

There was a king who wanted her to sleep with him while there were others around. He did not even stop doing someone wearing these kinds of collars and shackles while speaking with her.

It was a shocking sight to Arabella but the lady seemed to be enjoying it, however, Dimo explained that some of the ladies in the room were noticeably drugged.

There were indeed those who enjoyed those but the king she was supposed to speak with was using drugs to make the ladies let him do all his fantasies.

Just the memory of it made her shiver in disgust.

[That face?! She saw what I thought about didn’t she?! She’s disgusted!]

"Arabella, that is ju-"

"I’m not into those things," Arabella quickly declared and freed her hand from his grasp. "You won’t be able to talk me into it no matter what you say."

"Eh?" Ferdinand tilted his head.

[Did she think I was into those because of what she saw?]

"Hahaha," he chuckled out of the blue while Arabella made a disgusted face once more.

"You can sleep with yourself if you’re into those," Arabella glared at him and dodge his hand when he tried to hold hers again.

"Pfft. Hahaha."

’Geez. He looks so adorable when he laughs. But why is he laughing at me?!’ she frowned at her husband when he laughed even more.

"Don’t worry, my love. I’m not. I already told you earlier, didn’t I? I don’t have that kind of interest," Ferdinand assured her as he finally stopped himself from laughing.

"Then why were you reading those kinds of books?" Arabella still did not let him hold her hand.

"It just got mixed up with the educational books I was reading," Ferdinand promised.

The educational books he was referring to were still erotic books but they were educational for him for learning about the things that happen between a man and a woman at night.

"Are you sure?" Arabella still eyed him suspiciously.

"Yes, I swear. Raymond did not have the time to screen the books brought to me one day and the butler just left everything in my room not knowing something like that was mixed up," Ferdinand reasoned. "I was quickly informed the following day though that I should never use or do those unless initiated by the lady so I thought, if you were into such things then, I wouldn’t mind. If not, then all is well."

"I am not," Arabella emphasized.

"Yes, yes. I understand. I will not ever consider it again," Ferdinand quickly said.

"Hmph. You better not. Or else, you will be the one in those, not me," Arabella warned.

"Me?" Ferdinand pointed to himself and blinked twice.

"Yes, you. Why should I be the one wearing those when I am not into such things?" Arabella pointed out matter-of-factly.

"Ah, right. Even if it’s made from leather and not metal, it would still leave marks on your delicate skin. I wouldn’t want that either. My skin is much thicker so it should be fine," Ferdinand thought out loud.

’Huh?! He is willing to wear those things that slaves normally use? I did hear that it could be pleasurable for some but Ferdinand is an Emperor and a respected Primordial Dragon,’ Arabella was astounded at her husband’s words.

"Ferdinand, does this mean, if I want you to wear those, you would?" Arabella inquired, testing the waters.

Ferdinand eyed her and asked, "Oh, do you want me to? Are you interested? I don’t mind if it’s what you want."

Arabella was the one who was at a loss for words this time. She gulped as she thought of Ferdinand wearing the ones she saw in his thoughts and it was somehow tempting.

’When we make love, he is usually always the one in control. If I used such things on him, would I be the one in control? Ferdinand would still look adorable and hot even when he’s restricted,’ Arabella thought.

[Arabella’s blushing. Is she imagining me in those right now? I’m not really into that kind of stuff but if she wants to do it, I don’t mind. It would be a new experience for both of us. Maybe, I do need those sometimes since I could barely hold back.]

’Ack! What was I thinking about just now?! How could I ever make this person wear those? Even if he is willing, he is such an honorable person. How could I make him use something used on slaves?!’ Arabella internally scolded herself.

"You seem interested in it," Ferdinand had somehow caught her in his arms while her thoughts had gone awry. He had a mischievous look on his face.

"I-I’m not!" Arabella quickly denied and tried to free herself from his embrace.

"Really? Why are you suddenly embarrassed then?" Ferdinand teased her.

"Because of what you are saying! I just ended up thinking about it. But I’m not interested. Why would lovers restrict each other like that," Arabella tried to change the subject.

"Alright. Alright. No need to push me away then. I just offered in case you were interested. I am more than willing to try anything you’d like to try," Ferdinand offered graciously as if it was so easy.

"Humph. You better not get back on those words if I suddenly ask you something unreasonable someday," Arabella warned, trying to act tough.