Certainly, here is the translation of the given passage, adhering to all your provided guidelines:
“Tonight, let it begin again.”
The sound of a voice, chilling enough to defeat the tropical night of midsummer in one breath, caused a strong shiver to run through me.
I gathered my excited breath, struggling to calm my trembling heart.
However, the sight of a man unbuttoning his shirt with a provocative touch made all my resolutions crumble away.
“Are you ready?”
His black hair, which had been dark under the sun, shone white as if swallowing the flowing moonlight.
It was a familiar sight.
For his hair would invariably turn white at night, as if to fend off the darkness.
“…Yes. I’m ready.”
From the darkness, a pair of sharp, golden eyes glinted ruthlessly, like a predator pursuing its prey.
The man fluttering his shirt in front of me.
He was none other than Levanfell von Leonharta, the tyrant of this empire and my husband.
‘I’m going mad!’
I took shallow, trembling breaths and nodded, my thinning gaze irresistibly drawn to Levanfell’s open shirt.
At the end of my gaze were perfectly defined muscles, each boasting their presence.
I gulped.
It must be inevitable that I feel nervous each time, no matter how many times we’ve done this. In the silent bedroom, the sound of swallowing dry saliva resounded loudly.
“Teriella, there’s no need to be tense.”
Levanfell removed his ostentatious shirt. His flawless body was filled with fierce scars.
Among them, what caught the eye was a thorny, seallike spell near the heart, reminiscent of a wretched thorn bush.
Each night, the eerie sealed spell seemed to be growing larger, as if to devour Levanfell.
His hair color, entirely different from daylight, and the sealed spells etched on his body.
This was precisely why I had to be by Levanfell’s side every night, and why he sought me each night.
“What are you looking at?”
Levanfell gently pinched my chin with his long fingers, lifting it up. My gaze, which had been on the increasing seal spell, was drawn to his face.
“…I didn’t see anything.”
“Lies.”
Levanfell’s mischievous taunt sounded almost musical. His hand slowly ascended my arm, winding around my wrist like a slippery snake.
“You admired my body.”
The man, wild like a furious beast, smiled like a mischievous boy. The refreshing scent of soap teased my nose, stimulating my senses.
“Still not used to it?”
“…No, I’m not.”
“I’ll believe that.”
Levanfell lazily stroked his hand that had been wound around my wrist. Then he took my hand and gently placed it over his chest. The strong heartbeat transmitted vividly through my palm.
It was as though the strong pulse had dizzied my mind.
“Don’t be scared.”
In contrast to his rough actions, his melting voice was as sweet and soft as cotton candy. The comfort from that dissonance quickly eased my tension.
“It’s okay.”
Levanfell’s long eyelashes settled like the elegant flutter of a butterfly. Seeing him entrust everything to me with closed eyes, I too focused on the palm that touched him.
The resonance flowing through my palm could be felt throughout my body. At that moment, the eerie sealed spells etched on his body began to fade and soon disappeared.
Not only that, but his oncewhite hair was also turning back to its original black color.
‘Do I have to go through this every night?! I’m going mad!’
I bit the inside of my lip, swallowing the words I couldn’t dare say out loud, with a breath filled with excitement.
And I turned my gaze to the painter’s picture on the wall to erase the impure thoughts that were flaring up.
‘That’s a picture of delicious chocolate.’
A secret known to no one, and one that nobody must ever know.
My husband was tormented by a curse every night, and I was the only key that could free him from that pain.
‘Chocolate… There’s also chocolate on my husband’s stomach… Ahhhhhhhhh!’
That night, I pinched my thigh and struggled to focus on good thoughts.
It was my late mother’s catchphrase and her last will.
I had been keeping that will faithfully, still alive in this awful environment.
“Teriella, go as the Empress’s candidate for the Leonharta Empire.”
“I refuse.”
In the conversation between the women, held for the first time in years, there was no emotion.
“My father, King Lupeon, dismissed my opinions lightly and continued his speech.”
“Do you know the current situation of the continent? Due to the tides, ships cannot sail, and because of the spread of an epidemic everywhere, it will take more than two months to reach the Empire by a safe road. … When will that damn Saintess be born, tsk.”
“I don’t want to go. Why do I have to be a candidate for the Empress of the Empire when I have many sisters?”
“Tteriella. You’re not asking that because you don’t know, are you?”
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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