In a secluded corner of the vast imperial library in the Tania Empire, whenever Latifa read a novel, she always wondered.
Why do women always close their eyes when they kiss men?
In the gazebo, sparsely populated, where the refreshing scent of ivy vines and the melody of Asrai Sitar drifted along, she now felt like she knew the answer.
Like foreigners standing on a different timeline from everyone enjoying the banquet over there.
With a looming premonition that something irreversible would happen if she let go of his hand, she tightly grasped the plaster pillar supporting her back.
If she could withstand Hades’ warm breath, Latifa felt she might know the answer.
“Ugh.”
No woman in the world could endure the gaze of a handsome man filled with passionate desire.
Before getting captivated by the strange desire that might make her give in to Hades’ crimson flames, she decided to close her eyes.
Opening her lips with her eyes tightly shut, she uttered, “Ha…des…”
As she barely called his name through the small gap between her lips, Hades pulled away and whispered with a voice melted in rough breath.
“Do not call my name right now.”
And once again, as his lips quickly approached, Latifa had no choice but to exhale only a mundane breath.
As her consciousness crumbled into the slightly bitter taste of the fruit liquor, his kiss seemed to always feel this sweet.
As the irresistible sweetness caused her legs to gradually lose strength, in the moment her back was about to slide down the pillar, Hades’ firm hand grabbed her waist.
‘Rather fortunate.’
If that hand had come closer, she might have let go of the pillar.
Chirring, chirring.
After a long time, during which the shimmering sounds of the violet crystal beads hanging on her clothes collided, Latifa could finally exhale a gasping breath and open her eyes.
“Haaa.”
Through the narrow opening of her field of vision, she consciously avoided looking at the trembling lips of Hades, who was also breathing heavily.
“You.”
“……”
“Latifa, do you regret?”
What?
The question was so packed with implications that she couldn’t understand its true meaning.
So, faced with an irresponsible question, Latifa vaguely retorted.
“……Even if I say I regret, what will change?”
“Nothing. Nothing will change.”
Although it was a frustrating feeling of not knowing anything, Latifa raised her head, looked at Hades squarely, and said firmly.
“Then, I won’t regret.”
“If you think your life ahead is regrettable, watching yourself rotting away without blaming anyone even if you go crazy, isn’t it better to regret?”
To Hades’ somewhat breathless harsh voice, Latifa quietly reached out and stroked his chin.
“My master, do you wish for me to regret? Do you wish for me to curse you and blame you for regretting becoming the goddess of the Grand Bazaar, escaping the sandstorm, and running away from the desert?”
Surprisingly, in response to her words, he lowered his head with a somewhat lifeless expression, revealing the first fragile side of him that Latifa had ever seen.
“If I thought the future would be regrettable, I would have defied death and escaped from the desert. However, instead of running away, I chose to be your Frau.”
Still. Yes, for now, it seemed like she shouldn’t witness his vulnerable side.
Hades was a person with towering pride.
“Our mother used to say that as long as she’s alive, that’s good enough. So, believing that I would be unhappy, she sent me to a place without hesitation.”
Although she knew that once she entered the palace, she wouldn’t be able to choose her own life, Latifa’s mother took her to the palace.
Thinking of her mother, who had no choice but to make that decision, Latifa spoke firmly.
“But that must have been her best, and I hope she doesn’t regret it.”
At the end of her turned gaze, a group of people enjoying the party could be vaguely seen.
“I won’t regret the best choice I made to live. Even if I go crazy. If nothing changes even if I regret it, that’s even more so. They say people from the desert are quick at calculations, don’t they?”
At her sarcastic question, a sound of air escaping without substance was heard from him.
“Now, can I call your name?”
Upon Latifa’s question, there was a sound of quickly fixing hair and adjusting clothes from him, followed by the permission.
“As my Frau wishes, freely.”
Only then could Latifa turn her head back to Hades.
And there, Hades appeared with his usual appearance – neat, black eyes, captivating lips, and a tone mixed with his characteristic arrogance.
“Did you go through an initiation ceremony? You speak quite maturely now.”
In response to his words, Latifa chuckled and asked him.
“Hades, what did you mean by saying you were wrong earlier?”
He stared at her for a moment in silence.
And then, he raised his fingers to gently steal her lips that were still trembling and whispered in her ear.
“I thought white clothes wouldn’t suit you even if you died, but now I see they fit you quite well. Almost too good to dirty.”
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
Link to read
