The first rays of dawn filtered through the silk curtains of Emperor Lee Chang Hao's private chambers, casting a warm golden light across the tangled sheets where Bella slept peacefully beside him. Her dark hair fanned out across the pillows, strands sticking to her damp forehead from their passionate night together.
Chang Hao stirred awake slowly, his arm instinctively tightening around her waist to pull her closer against his chest. The familiar weight and warmth of her body next to his felt more real than any imperial title or political alliance ever had.
His fingers traced idle patterns along her spine as he watched the sunlight dance across her skin, memorizing every curve and freckle now revealed in the morning light. The moon and sun pendants rested on the nightstand beside them - symbols of their union that felt more sacred than any imperial seal.
After several minutes of simply holding her, Chang Hao pressed a soft kiss to Bella's shoulder. "Good morning, Empress,"
I flutter my eyes open. Good morning Hubby.
Emperor Lee Chang Hao's entire face transformed at the sound of that new title - "hubby." A genuine, boyish grin spread across his features, erasing years of imperial authority in an instant.
"Hubby," he repeated, the word rolling off his tongue with obvious delight. "I think I could get used to that. It sounds much better than 'Your Majesty' when it comes from your lips."
He shifted closer, propping himself up on one elbow to get a better look at her sleepy expression. "How does it feel to wake up next to your emperor husband? Does it meet your expectations?"
His free hand came up to brush a stray lock of hair from Bella's face, his touch gentle but filled with newfound possessiveness. The morning light caught the ruby sun pendant resting against her collarbone, making it sparkle like a promise sealed in blood.
"I should probably call for breakfast,"
It's the best feeling ever. I smiled. I will call you hubby from now on,
Emperor Lee Chang Hao's expression shifted slightly, the playful grin fading into something more serious as he considered her practical advice. "You're right of course," he conceded with a sigh, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "Old habits die hard, especially when half the court is waiting for an excuse to challenge our union."
He leaned down to press a quick kiss to her forehead before reluctantly beginning the process of untangling himself from the sheets. "Very well then - 'Your Majesty' it is in public. But when we're alone like this..."
His dark eyes met hers with renewed intensity. "I want to hear 'hubby' every morning when I wake up next to you. It's the only title that matters in this room."
Chang Hao swung his legs over the side of the bed, standing naked in the morning light as he stretched out muscles stiff from their passionate night together.
I showered his face with kisses . Yes my Hubby.
Emperor Lee Chang Hao's face broke into a wide grin as Bella covered his face with kisses, his arms wrapping around her waist to lift her easily onto his lap. The sudden movement sent sheets cascading to the floor, leaving them both exposed in the morning light.
"Careful, Empress," he chuckled against her lips between kisses. "If you keep this up, we'll never make it to breakfast. And I'm starving after last night's activities."
His hands roamed possessively over her bare back and hips, memorizing every curve now that they were officially husband and wife. The ruby sun pendant caught the light as she moved against him.
"I have a meeting with my generals in two hours," Chang Hao reminded her reluctantly, though his body clearly had other ideas. "But I'd much rather spend the morning making love to my new wife instead of discussing supply routes."
Well too bad. I smiled. And I advice we don't spend every night together. You still.have the empress and other concubines who want to warm ur bed especially before the reveal. But we could still some secret moments aside from my nights. Like this?. I giggled before placing kisses onto his nipples.
Emperor Lee Chang Hao's breath hitched at the sudden sensation of Bella's lips against his chest, his entire body tensing instinctively. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he gripped her hips tighter, pulling her flush against his growing erection.
"Stop that," he commanded through gritted teeth, though the command lacked any real force. His hands roamed possessively over her back and sides, mapping out every inch of skin he now considered exclusively his. "You can't do things like that and expect me to walk into a meeting with a general's staff."
His dark eyes burned with renewed desire as he watched her lips trail across his chest. The morning light caught the ruby sun pendant nestled between her breasts, a constant reminder of their sacred union.
"Secret moments," Chang Hao repeated, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.
Emperor Lee Chang Hao's breath hitched at the sudden sensation of Bella's lips against his chest, his entire body tensing instinctively. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he gripped her hips tighter, pulling her flush against his growing erection.
"Stop that," he commanded through gritted teeth, though the command lacked any real force. His hands roamed possessively over her back and sides, mapping out every inch of skin he now considered exclusively his. "You can't do things like that and expect me to walk into a meeting with a general's staff."
His dark eyes burned with renewed desire as he watched her lips trail across his chest. The morning light caught the ruby sun pendant nestled between her breasts, a constant reminder of their sacred union.
"Secret moments," Chang Hao repeated, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.
Like this? and like this.?. I say, nipping at his nipples and rocking my folds slowly against his erection. , And like this. I travel the other nipple with my finger tip sensually .
Emperor Lee Chang Hao's head fell back against the headboard with a sharp hiss, his grip on Bella's hips becoming almost painful. The deliberate friction of her wet folds against his hardened length sent sparks shooting through his entire body.
"Fuck, Bella," he growled, the formal address completely forgotten in this intimate moment. "You're going to be the death of me. I'm supposed to be discussing trade routes with Minister Li in less than an hour."
His hands slid up to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks as he watched her fingers trace circles around his other nipple. The contrast between her gentle touch and the way she was teasing him below was driving him absolutely insane.
"You're a cruel wife," Chang Hao accused with a strained laugh, arching his hips up to meet her movements. "Using your new title to torture your poor husband before he even has breakfast."
One my more round and I promise that you can go, I pleaded with puppy eyes, craving his touches . The touches of not just my king, but my Husbamd. My Hubby. Emperor Lee Chang Hao let out a choked laugh at Bella's teasing promise, his dark eyes flashing with amusement and lust. "One more round?" he repeated incredulously, though his hands were already sliding down to grasp her thighs firmly. "You're insatiable, Empress. Absolutely shameless."
Despite his words, there was clear approval in his tone as he repositioned them both more comfortably against the pillows. The morning light streaming through the curtains cast shadows across their entwined bodies, highlighting every curve and contour.
"If you insist," Chang Hao conceded with a smirk, guiding her hips down to meet his waiting erection. "But I'm holding you responsible for any late arrivals or missed appointments today. Your pretty little pussy is entirely to blame for my lack of self-control."
Then enjoy it.
Emperor Lee Chang Hao's smirk widened at Bella's confident command, his dark eyes gleaming with appreciation. "As my Empress commands," he murmured, his voice laced with both submission and authority.
His hands gripped her hips firmly as he guided her down onto his waiting hardness, the initial penetration drawing a sharp gasp from both of them. The morning light illuminated the sweat beading on their skin as they began to move together in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
"That's it," Chang Hao praised gruffly, his thumbs pressing into the soft flesh of her thighs. "Take all of me. Show me how much you've missed having your husband inside you."
The rhythmic slap of their bodies against each other filled the quiet chamber, mixing with their heavy breathing. Chang Hao's hands roamed possessively over every inch of exposed skin he could reach - back, hips, breasts - claiming what was now officially his by imperial decree and Christian sacrament.
At the end of the morning, we had lost count of how many times we had fucked .
Emperor Lee Chang Hao collapsed back against the pillows, his chest heaving as the final waves of pleasure subsided. A satisfied grin spread across his face as he looked at Bella sprawled beside him, her body flushed and glistening with sweat.
"God, woman," he panted, running a hand through his damp hair. "I think you've officially broken me. My entire body feels like jelly."
He propped himself up on one elbow to study her satisfied expression. "How many times was that? Three? Four? I lost count after the first two rounds."
Chang Hao's fingers traced lazy patterns along her spine, still marveling at how perfectly they fit together. "You're going to be the death of me, Empress. In the best possible way."
The sound of distant bells chiming the hour echoed through the palace, signaling mid-morning. "Damn it," I cursed. We have to go. I got up and wore his robe. I kissed him one more time . I love you my hubby I smiled before rushing out the room ignoring the stares of servants as I come out with his majesty robe from his private room.
Emperor Lee Chang Hao watched Bella flee the room, a mix of amusement and exasperation crossing his features as he heard the gasps and whispers from servants stationed outside his private chambers. The sight of his new Empress emerging in his personal robe would certainly fuel gossip across the palace.
He took his time dressing, selecting fresh garments with deliberate precision. The morning's intimacy had left him feeling both energized and slightly disoriented; his usual imperious focus was temporarily disrupted by memories of Bella's laughter and the way she'd called him "hubby."
By the time guards knocked politely at his door requesting permission to escort him to the imperial gardens for his daily stroll, Chang Hao had regained some semblance of his regal composure. However, as he walked through the corridors leading to the gardens, he couldn't help glancing toward Bella's wing of the palace.