He Became Napoleon’S Genius Son [EN]: Chapter 444

(444) Pauline Hasn’t Given Up Yet

Pauline had never given up on Eugene.

“Why? I’m offering to sacrifice myself for you. Don’t you like that?”

Pauline’s eyes sparkled as she pressed her body close to Eugene.

The Empire style dress isn’t just revealing on the surface.

The material itself is so thin that it not only reveals the curves of the body but also transmits the feeling of skin-to-skin contact.

Even though Eugene is dressed in a military uniform, befitting the vice-king of a military empire, he can intimately feel Pauline’s body.

A strange fragrance, as if she had swallowed a candy, wafts from her lips, tickling his nose.

“Wait, even so, your affection is enough.”

“What if I don’t want it to be?”

“Pauline, I’m married already. And you will be soon, too.”

As Eugene takes a step back, Pauline clings to him even more tightly.

“So? Your body is honest, isn’t it?”

It seems Pauline can feel his arousal.

Eugene couldn’t answer, nor could he avoid her any longer.

With his back against the wall, there’s nowhere else to escape, but he doesn’t feel like pushing her away.

Instead, he’s barely holding back the urge to embrace her.

Then, Pauline whispered in Eugene’s ear.

“I heard Marie is pregnant?”

“Yes, that’s right. You know I can’t betray my pregnant wife. Besides, Marie isn’t just a noblewoman. She’s the queen of a nation. My crown, in fact, depends on Marie.”

“So, I’m not telling you to get a divorce. I’m not asking you to marry me either.”

Pauline pressed herself even closer, her whole body against Eugene, gasping for breath.

“What I want is you, yourself. Your body. Don’t you feel the same?”

Politically, Eugene can no longer choose Pauline.

He’s already married, and Marie is the key to the Spanish crown.

Furthermore, the Spanish ‘Federation,’ which has been divided into a personal union, is maintained based on Marie’s legitimacy.

Even if it weren’t a political issue, how could Eugene abandon Marie now that she’s pregnant?

Above all, Eugene has loved Marie from the moment he first saw her.

But if he were to say he dislikes Pauline, that would also be a lie.

She was attractive from the first time he saw her, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, and he had completely fallen for her in Egypt.

If Marie hadn’t been the victim of Eugene’s [sin – referring to his past actions or a specific event], he might have already succumbed to Pauline.

But she says there’s no need to break up.

That statement is too tempting for Eugene.

Pauline whispers again, her breathing becoming more rapid.

“I’m not telling you to betray your pregnant wife. Just, satisfy your desires. You’ve been away from women for so long, aren’t you dissatisfied? You couldn’t have slept with a maid, could you?”

“This isn’t right.”

“Oh my, so you really haven’t. But what’s the difference? From when you kissed me in Egypt?”

Just as Eugene tries to resist, Pauline bites his ear.

“Back then, Marie was your lover anyway. It’s no different from now. Nothing changes.”

A moment of sharp pain, and a desire that feels like it’s burning his whole body, seizes Eugene.

It’s not that difficult.

The semi-transparent Empire style dress is easy to tear.

He can’t imagine what will happen next.

But even so, Eugene grits his teeth.

He doesn’t push her away, but he doesn’t embrace Pauline either.

If Pauline were to be a little more aggressive, she might be able to undress Eugene.

However, no matter what, Pauline is still a woman of the late 18th century.

Suddenly, Pauline, who had been pressed close to Eugene’s body, frowned as she looked at his tightly closed mouth.

“If you don’t want to, I won’t go through with this marriage.”

“Pauline!”

“It’s not just about sleeping together once. A woman is throwing everything away like this, and a man rejects her?”

It’s a threat in an angry tone, but it’s so sweet that it drives him even more crazy.

Eugene desperately racks his brain.

He’s so aroused that his brain isn’t working.

His lower body is dominated by the impulse to throw Pauline to the floor right away.

Even so, he barely manages to think of one excuse.

“Hippolyte is outside.”

At those words, Pauline flinched.

Eugene barely felt the impulse being suppressed.

The desire that had been raging when he thought they were alone now subsides a little as he realizes there’s a guard outside.

Pauline bit her lip and asked.

“So?”

“You’re a woman that any man would want. But you’ll destroy that man.”

“What?”

Eugene was already holding Pauline’s shoulders as he spoke.

“The reason I can’t choose you isn’t just because of Marie. If I’m with you, the future is likely to destroy both of us. Even now, you’re acting impulsively.”

He can feel her shoulders trembling.

Even now, he wants to bury his face in the soft skin of her neck and chest.

If he puts a little force, he might be able to tear all these clothes off.

Even so, Eugene endured with an iron will.

Then, Pauline’s eyes welled up with tears.

“So, you’re not saying we should share our lives together, Eugene.”

Eugene felt a shock to his heart.

“Just, let me endure my life, my body that doesn’t do what I want, a man I don’t even love very much.”

“Pau, Pauline.”

“Is it so bad to endure with a memory of today?”

The moment he saw that, Eugene felt his heart collapsing.

Even if he coldly rejected her, could Pauline live happily?

If she hadn’t met Eugene in the first place, maybe, but that’s impossible.

For the rest of her life, Eugene would be left in Pauline’s heart.

But what kind of existence is Pauline to Eugene?

Is she just an object of desire?

During his growing years, Eugene actually spent more time with Pauline than with Marie.

In the moment when Eugene couldn’t say anything, Pauline pushed Eugene away.

“But I don’t want Charles to hear about it either. So, come to my quarters tonight.”

Even in that moment of pushing away, Pauline threw an invitation at Eugene.

Come alone, at night.

Eugene was left alone, unable to move in the secret chamber.

Then, Pauline stopped as she was about to go outside.

Pauline stopped and took a step back, closing the door.

So that Eugene couldn’t come out from inside.

Because Hippolyte was really waiting outside.

“Wow, what are you doing with our innocent King?”

“What do you think? Doing what you do best with women, Hippolyte.”

“If you get caught, you’ll be in trouble, but our King will get shot by Queen Marie. Do you even know that she actually carries a pistol in her sachet [small ornamental bag] ?”

Hippolyte shuddered for a moment and sneered.

In fact, Hippolyte’s joke-like words are true.

Marie really carries a pistol in her sachet, an 18th-century handbag for storing fragrant items.

When Eugene and Marie caused a scandal in Egypt, she even confronted Eugene with the intention of shooting him as soon as they returned.

But Pauline chuckled and glared at Hippolyte.

“Hippolyte, that means you have to keep Eugene’s secrets well. Right?”

Hippolyte couldn’t say anything and watched Pauline disappear.

The Empire style, see-through fashion, makes Hippolyte also swallow hard.

After swallowing his dry saliva, Hippolyte whistled.

“What an amazing woman. I should have had her, after all?”

“Who’s having what?”

“Oops, Your Majesty. I thought you were spaced out, but you’re coming to your senses quickly?”

In the deserted hallway of the Marseille Boarneh Cartel’s safehouse mansion, Hippolyte asked.

“By the way, are you going?”

Eugene burst into anger.

“Am I crazy?”

Of course, there’s no one who gets angry without feeling guilty.

***

The brother-in-law, who met the King of Spain after a long time, seems excited.

“Is my sister doing well? I am always grateful to Your Majesty.”

Of course, it’s not because he noticed his lover’s infidelity.

Looking at Louis Charles constantly asking about his sister Marie Therese, Eugene felt a pang of conscience.

Even if it’s not Pauline, Eugene is using Louis Charles too much this time.

“I’m sorry for making you a pawn in political maneuvering, Duke of Parma.”

“It’s a title I haven’t received yet. Furthermore, Your Majesty saved my life first. I still remember the court when I was young, when my mother was in danger of dying. Ah, General Charles!”

“Does he even remember Hippolyte?”

Louis Charles, who saw Hippolyte Charles standing behind Eugene, smiled brightly.

“Aren’t you the one who saved me from Simon’s house back then? Of course, I remember!”

Antoine Simon, a shoemaker, was the one who took care of Louis Charles from the revolutionary government.

At the time, he was severely abusing Louis Charles, and Eugene sent Hippolyte to rescue him.

But in fact, even then, Eugene deliberately delayed the rescue.

Because traces of abuse were needed to save Marie Antoinette.

Feeling guilty again, Eugene looked around and said in a low voice.

“The Emperor is trying to maintain the appearance of a citizen’s regime, that is, the election of an emperor, but he is trying to limit the eligibility to be elected.”

“I suspected as much.”

“If it’s just Bonaparte alone, it’s difficult for people to accept. But if the former Boarneh family, which has become the Spanish royal family, and the Bourbon family, which was originally the French royal family, become candidates, the restriction becomes acceptable.”

“But to those who advocate revolution, Bourbon is a cursed name.”

Reception held at the Marseille Garrison Command.

The Emperor is busy talking to other aides.

Pauline is nowhere to be seen.

So, this is the perfect opportunity for Eugene to make Louis Charles understand this matter accurately.

Eugene nodded.

“So, naturally, my brother, Charles Napoleon, who has no connection to the Bourbons, becomes the most likely candidate.”

Louis Charles needs to know the real meaning of this political marriage.

Not because of conscience, but so that he doesn’t go wrong because he doesn’t know.

In case he has ambitions, to nip them in the bud.

Louis Charles Cafe replied.

“I understand. If I can repay your kindness just by living happily with Pauline, I will do so.”

“Are you really happy?”

“Of course.”

Suddenly, Louis Charles smiled brightly.

“Even if Pauline doesn’t love me, even if she’s not a completely chaste woman, I will love and be faithful to Pauline.”

Eugene sighed as he stared at Louis Charles.

“Certainly, the son of King Louis XVI is a wonderful husband.”

That’s why Eugene once again felt a pang of conscience, or rather, a pang in his heart.

***

Pauline’s quarters, the door opens.

-Squeak.

Suddenly, Pauline turned around.

“You’ve come?”

Now Pauline isn’t even wearing the Empire style dress.

Pajamas, or rather, she’s half-naked.

Eugene, who unknowingly gulped, barely opened his mouth.

“Pauline, I just came to talk.”

“Oh, is that so? Then, did you tell anyone else besides Hippolyte? For example, Louis? Or a letter to our Queen in Madrid?”

“Marie is in Seville now.”

Eugene wanted to bite his own tongue after saying it unintentionally.

To talk about his wife being far away in front of a seductress, what is he doing?

But there’s a problem that prevents Eugene from turning around carelessly.

Is Pauline just a simple being who only seduces Eugene with carnal desire?

Then, Pauline approached Eugene.

“It’s very far away. Then, shall we have a glass of [Vin – French for wine] and catch up on old times?”

Behind the wine glass that Pauline raised, her pure white half-naked body is reflected.

At that moment, Eugene drew his dagger and cut his own hand.

-Thwack!

Pauline’s eyes widened.

“Eugene!”

Eugene raised his hand, painful from the wound, and said firmly.

“I, as I said, cannot betray Marie.”

“Treat the wound first!”

“No, Pauline. Don’t come closer. If you do, I won’t be able to restrain myself.”

Pauline stopped as if struck by lightning.

It’s sweet that the man she loves is attracted to her.

But conversely, it’s extremely painful that he rejects her even to the point of self-harm.

Eugene smiled as he stared at Pauline.

“I hope you have a happy marriage.”

The wine spills on the ground.

Eugene turned around, leaving a trail of blood.

Pauline watched that scene, shed tears, and smiled again.

“I will never give up, Eugene.”

The next day, Pauline told the Emperor.

That she would marry Louis Charles.