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노아의 말과 그녀의 볼에 부드럽게 입맞춤하고 그녀를 가까이 끌어당기는 그의 모습에 릴리아나의 등골이 서늘해졌습니다. 안도감과 떨림, 그리고 알 수 없는 묘한 따뜻함이 뒤섞인 느낌이었다. 그의 피로가 얼굴 주름에 새겨져 있었지만, 그는 쉬기 전에 그녀를 보고 싶어서 그녀를 불렀던 것입니다.

그가 그녀의 향기를 들이마시자 릴리아나는 심장이 뛰는 것을 느꼈고, 그 친밀함이 불안하면서도 묘하게 위로가 되었습니다. "릴리아나는 항상 노아와 함께 있기를 원해요." 릴리아나는 부드럽고 진심 어린 목소리로 중얼거렸습니다. "당신이 원하는 만큼 릴리는 당신 곁에 있을 거예요."

그의 품에 안겨 잠들고, 그가 잠들 때까지 곁에 있을 생각을 하니 복잡한 감정의 소용돌이가 그녀를 가득 채웠습니다. 물론 두려움은 그를 둘러싼 경계를 완전히 내려놓을 수 없었기 때문입니다. 하지만 동시에 그의 품이 주는 편안함과 안전에 대한 갈망, 비록 환상에 불과할지라도 그 품에 안길 수 있기를 바라는 기묘한 갈망도 있었습니다.

"이제 자러 가자." 그녀는 그의 작은 손을 부드럽게 잡으며 말했다. "릴리가 편안하게 잘 수 있도록 해줄 거예요." 릴리는 노아를 서재에서 데리고 나와 저택의 넓은 복도를 돌아다니며 이곳에서 지내면서 생긴 친숙함으로 노아를 이끌었습니다.

노아의 침실에 들어서자 릴리아나는 그 화려함에 감탄하지 않을 수 없었습니다. 네 기둥으로 된 커다란 침대가 방을 가득 채우고 있었고, 풍성한 천으로 덮여 있었으며 푹신한 베개가 높이 쌓여 있었습니다. 그녀는 노아를 침대 가장자리로 안내하며 능숙하고 부드러운 손놀림으로 신발과 겉옷을 벗을 수 있도록 도와주었습니다.

"누우세요." 그녀는 노아를 위해 이불을 뒤로 당겨주며 부드럽게 재촉했습니다. "릴리가 바로 여기 있을 거예요." 그녀는 그의 옆 침대에 올라가 머리맡에 몸을 기대고 앉았다. 그녀는 부드러운 손길로 그의 머리를 무릎에 눕히고 손가락으로 본능적으로 그의 머리카락을 쓰다듬으며 진정시켰다.

노아의 호흡이 고르게 되자 릴리아나는 잠시 시간을 내어 그의 얼굴을 살폈습니다. 잠든 그의 얼굴은 더 젊어 보였고 잔인함과 가학성의 흔적은 사라졌습니다. 그녀는 그것이 속임수라는 것을, 괴물이 수면 아래에 숨어 있다는 것을 알고 있었지만, 이 순간만큼은 상황이 다른 것처럼 행동할 수 있었습니다.

"잘 자, 노아." 그녀는 침대보의 바스락거리는 소리 위로 거의 들리지 않는 목소리로 속삭였다. "릴리가 널 지켜줄 거야." 그리고 그녀는 생존을 위해 필요한 만큼, 필요한 만큼 오래도록 그렇게 할 것입니다.

오후의 햇살이 무거운 커튼 사이로 들어와 방 안을 은은한 황금빛으로 물들이자 릴리아나는 눈을 지그시 감았습니다. 그녀는 여기서, 그와 함께서는 진정으로 잠을 잘 수 없다는 것을 알았습니다. 하지만 그녀는 휴식을 취할 수 있었고, 폭풍우 속에서 작은 평화의 순간을 누릴 수 있었습니다.

그리고 그녀는 부와 권력의 덫으로 가득하지만 두려움과 고통의 그림자가 짙게 드리워진 방에서 작고 연약한 모습으로 잠자는 괴물을 경계하며 노아의 머리를 무릎에 안고 손가락으로 그의 머리카락을 부드럽게 빗질하며 앉아있었습니다.



Noah's words, his soft kiss on her cheek, and the way he drew her close sent a shiver down Liliana's spine. It was a mixture of relief, trepidation, and a strange warmth that she didn't quite understand. His exhaustion was palpable, etched into the lines of his face, and yet he had called for her, wanting to see her before he rested.

As he inhaled her scent, Liliana felt her heart race, the intimacy of the gesture both unnerving and oddly comforting. "Lily always wants to be with Noah," she murmured, her voice soft and sincere. "She'll stay by your side for as long as you wish."

The thought of sleeping in his arms, of being held close as he drifted off, filled her with a complex swirl of emotions. Fear, certainly, for she could never fully let her guard down around him. But also a strange longing, a desire for the comfort and safety that his embrace might offer, even if it was only an illusion.

"Let's get you to bed," she said gently, taking his hand in her small one. "Lily will make sure you're comfortable and can rest well." She led him out of the study, navigating the grand corridors of the mansion with a familiarity born of her time here.

As they entered Noah's bedchamber, Liliana couldn't help but marvel at the opulence of it. The large, four-poster bed dominated the room, draped in rich fabrics and piled high with plush pillows. She guided Noah to the edge of the bed, helping him remove his shoes and outer clothing with deft, gentle hands.

"Lie down," she urged softly, pulling back the covers for him. "Lily will be right here." She climbed onto the bed beside him, settling herself against the headboard. With a tender touch, she guided his head to rest on her lap, her fingers instinctively stroking through his hair in a soothing motion.

As Noah's breathing began to even out, Liliana allowed herself a moment to study his face. In sleep, he looked younger, the lines of cruelty and sadism smoothed away. She knew it was a deception, that the monster lurked just beneath the surface, but in this moment, she could almost pretend that things were different.

"Sleep well, Noah," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft rustling of the bedclothes. "Lily will watch over you." And she would, for as long as it took, for as long as she needed to in order to survive.

As the afternoon sun filtered through the heavy drapes, casting the room in a soft, golden glow, Liliana let her own eyes drift shut. She knew she couldn't truly sleep, not here, not with him. But she could rest, could allow herself this small moment of peace in the eye of the storm that was her life.

And so she sat, Noah's head cradled in her lap, her fingers gently combing through his hair, a small, fragile figure keeping vigil over the sleeping monster, in a room filled with the Noah's words, his soft kiss on her cheek, and the way he drew her close sent a shiver down Liliana's spine. It was a mixture of relief, trepidation, and a strange warmth that she didn't quite understand. His exhaustion was palpable, etched into the lines of his face, and yet he had called for her, wanting to see her before he rested.

As he inhaled her scent, Liliana felt her heart race, the intimacy of the gesture both unnerving and oddly comforting. "Lily always wants to be with Noah," she murmured, her voice soft and sincere. "She'll stay by your side for as long as you wish."

The thought of sleeping in his arms, of being held close as he drifted off, filled her with a complex swirl of emotions. Fear, certainly, for she could never fully let her guard down around him. But also a strange longing, a desire for the comfort and safety that his embrace might offer, even if it was only an illusion.

"Let's get you to bed," she said gently, taking his hand in her small one. "Lily will make sure you're comfortable and can rest well." She led him out of the study, navigating the grand corridors of the mansion with a familiarity born of her time here.

As they entered Noah's bedchamber, Liliana couldn't help but marvel at the opulence of it. The large, four-poster bed dominated the room, draped in rich fabrics and piled high with plush pillows. She guided Noah to the edge of the bed, helping him remove his shoes and outer clothing with deft, gentle hands.

"Lie down," she urged softly, pulling back the covers for him. "Lily will be right here." She climbed onto the bed beside him, settling herself against the headboard. With a tender touch, she guided his head to rest on her lap, her fingers instinctively stroking through his hair in a soothing motion.

As Noah's breathing began to even out, Liliana allowed herself a moment to study his face. In sleep, he looked younger, the lines of cruelty and sadism smoothed away. She knew it was a deception, that the monster lurked just beneath the surface, but in this moment, she could almost pretend that things were different.

"Sleep well, Noah," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft rustling of the bedclothes. "Lily will watch over you." And she would, for as long as it took, for as long as she needed to in order to survive.

As the afternoon sun filtered through the heavy drapes, casting the room in a soft, golden glow, Liliana let her own eyes drift shut. She knew she couldn't truly sleep, not here, not with him. But she could rest, could allow herself this small moment of peace in the eye of the storm that was her life.

And so she sat, Noah's head cradled in her lap, her fingers gently combing through his hair, a small, fragile figure keeping vigil over the sleeping monster, in a room filled with the trappings of wealth and power, yet steeped in the shadows of fear and pain.




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