After discussing their plans for the next day, Laila and Millei practiced what to do. While taking a break and dancing in the room, Laila felt her face burning with embarrassment.
The firm and strong arms supporting her waist and the gently interlocked hands. Even as Millei hummed a tune playfully, they both laughed awkwardly after a turn.
During this time, Laila’s curiosity about his true identity grew.
And she wondered if this was all a dream, like something out of a fairy tale. Like those old stories where a brave knight or prince rescues a princess in distress.
Millei seemed like such a person.
A ‘savior,’ as she initially thought.
‘All of this feels like an illusion.’
Back in her assigned room, lying on the bed, unable to close her eyes, Laila was filled with these thoughts.
While dancing in front of the crackling fireplace, the reality of her engagement with Reynard seemed like a dream, and Millei, the prince she would spend her life with, felt like an illusion.
The room’s temperature was as warm as a mother’s embrace, and the pillow she lay on was incredibly soft.
There was also a faint, pleasant scent in the bed, possibly the fragrance of someone who had used the room before. They had said the room was hastily vacated for her, implying that someone else had been using it just hours before.
‘Then I displaced them…’
She felt a belated sense of guilt, but after such an exhausting day, Laila couldn’t muster the energy to leave the bed.
For just one night, it should be alright.
If tomorrow unfolds as Millei said, tonight might become a magical memory.
If all of this is a dream or a delusion, she faintly wished she wouldn’t wake up from it.
Eventually, Laila drifted into a deep sleep, plagued by nightmares.
As expected, not long after Laila returned to her room, Lilburn burst into Adrian’s office, apparently having waited for this moment.
“Was this your plan all along?”
His sharp, slightly angry voice cut through the air. His agitation had been brewing since Laila unexpectedly appeared in front of the mansion in a carriage.
In the midst of undressing for bed, Adrian glanced at him and tried to divert his attention.
“I thought I had to sleep like this, but you came at the right time. My body feels stiff; undo this transformation spell for me.”
“…”
“What are you waiting for?”
When Lilburn didn’t move, Adrian prodded him again. Reluctantly, Lilburn approached Adrian, who was lying on the sofa, and removed the remnants of the transformation spell on him.
Adrian’s true appearance, marked by striking violet eyes, returned. Even Lilburn, looking down at him, let out a sigh at Adrian’s breathtakingly handsome face.
“Now answer me, Your Highness.”
Adrian gestured towards the door with his chin.
“The door’s ajar, Lilburn. If Laila comes in and sees us, what then?”
“What? I’m sure I closed it prope…”
Startled, Lilburn turned around to find the door firmly shut.
“…”
Realizing he had been fooled by Adrian’s habitual lies again, Lilburn’s expression cooled. It was a trick Adrian often played, but Lilburn always fell for it, making him feel foolish.
Feeling his forehead heat up with frustration, Lilburn sat opposite Adrian.
“You seemed quite thrilled dancing with the Princess of Wessex. I hope you’re not planning to say this wasn’t part of your plan?”
“You saw that, huh?”
“Seems you forgot my room is right below your office.”
“I remember. The noise of footsteps kept me from sleeping.”
Each of Adrian’s responses was nonchalant. Watching Adrian’s indifferent replies, Lilburn sighed and continued in a serious tone.
“So, why did you give up your own room for her?”
Adrian, who had been casual up to this point, looked intently at Lilburn. However, Lilburn, undeterred by Adrian’s intense gaze, raised an eyebrow, prompting him. Adrian finally admitted reluctantly.
“……The other rooms were too cold, and I couldn’t leave a fragile person alone in such a place.”
As he answered, Adrian recalled a scene flashing through his mind. A young Laila, holding back tears but failing, her cheeks flushed and tear-stained.
Seeing her like that, Adrian had resolved never to make her cry.
Now, he realized that such a passive and complacent attitude was a grave mistake. He couldn’t protect Laila with such an approach.
Adrian deeply inhaled, trying to hide his rapidly souring mood, but Lilburn, unaware, brought up a sensitive topic.
“So, what’s your plan with the princess?”
“……I’ll send her back to Wessex. And then, I’ll formally send a proposal.”
That had been the plan so far.
But with Isabella’s involvement in the Fitzroy throne coup and dragging Wessex into it, the situation was likely to get more complicated than anticipated.
Adrian knew he might have to adjust his plans, but with the current lack of information, it was difficult to make changes yet.
Unaware of Adrian’s complex thoughts, Lilburn brought up a pointed question.
“A proposal? Do you think His Majesty will easily allow that?”
Adrian fell silent at the piercing question.
Indeed, that was true.
Wessex was seen as a traitorous nation by Hanking. It had even scorned the empire after becoming independent from one of its five major duchies.
Frankly, it wouldn’t have been surprising if Hanking had invaded Wessex in the past few years.
Adrian himself had prevented such an invasion, enduring absurd punishments from the Emperor as a result of his defiance.
Knowing his father’s weakness for his sons, Adrian was confident that he could now push his father to relent. The Emperor, having aged, had no choice but to give in.
“If he doesn’t allow it, I’ll pretend to be dying. Then he’ll have no choice but to agree. ‘Wessex’ is necessary for me now.”
He hoped Laila would awaken as a mediator by then, but even if she didn’t, Adrian was determined to press on.
Suddenly, Lilburn closed his mouth and looked at Adrian disapprovingly.
Feeling uncomfortable under Lilburn’s gaze, Adrian narrowed his brows.
“Lilburn, why that look?”
“……Wait a moment.”
Instead of answering, Lilburn abruptly stood up, picked up a lamp from the desk, and brought it over.
Lilburn shone the lamp directly on Adrian, who was lounging carelessly on the sofa, causing Adrian to frown.
“What is this impudence?”
Narrowing his eyes, Lilburn bluntly stated, “Pardon me, Your Highness.”
Then, in a move only possible for a confidant like him, Lilburn pressed down on the reclining Adrian’s abdomen with his large, rough hand.
“Ugh…!”
Adrian, already on edge, groaned through gritted teeth, feeling a stabbing pain as if cut by a knife due to Lilburn’s pressure. Though the act was rude, Lilburn hadn’t exerted excessive force. Under normal circumstances, a slightly healthier Adrian would have easily tolerated it.
But not today. Unable to bear the pain, Adrian gasped for air and clawed at the sofa’s backrest.
Lilburn’s expression turned icy as he observed Adrian’s unusual reaction.
Top Celebrity Younger Brother Bears Her Child (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: Forced to live stream romance with a top celebrity in a female-dominant world.
Yan Jin transmigrated into a brothel, with a fellow transmigrated junior beside her.
Hearing the obscene words coming from outside, the unfortunate junior covered his ears tightly, his cheeks flushed red, and whispered to comfort her, “Don’t worry, I will definitely help you escape.”
“Don’t worry, I will definitely defend your chastity.” Yan Jin looked at the flawless and delicate features of the unfortunate junior and gently comforted, “Because we have transmigrated into a female-dominant world.”
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Top celebrity Yu Shu suddenly fell into a coma during a concert.
Research scientist Yan Jin fainted in the lab after working overtime.
Two people with no connection were rushed to the same hospital.
Three days later, neither of them had woken up.
Suddenly, the entire nation discovered that a live streaming app had been forcibly installed on their phones.
Upon opening it, they heard the two discussing how to escape from the brothel.
The entire internet was in an uproar.
After the two successfully escaped from the brothel, Yu Shu’s fan group rushed to make a banner and sent it to the hospital overnight.
“Big sister bravely took action to defend the chastity of our idol!”
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When Yu Shu was diagnosed with pregnancy, Yan Jin stared at his belly for a long time.
Covering his stomach, he muttered gloomily, “If you don’t like it, I’ll go get an abortion.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it.” Yan Jin hugged Yu Shu and said softly, “I just feel like I’m not human.”
Yu Shu comforted Yan Jin, “I was already an adult when we got together.”
Yan Jin hesitated, “But you won’t be of legal marriageable age even after giving birth to the child.”
At the same time, a flood of bullet comments appeared in the live streaming room that the two couldn’t see.
[Although it’s inappropriate, I also want a young and handsome boyfriend to have my child.]
①Male pregnancy (highlighted)
The female lead is five years older than the male lead, and the male lead is already an adult when he appears.
