If You Want To Possess Me (9 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 1
All change began with those words.
“I saw your fiancé courting a certain widow.”
Those were the first words spoken by a woman Kisa met at a tea gathering hosted by a friend.
“Excuse me?”
Kisa instinctively glanced around before realizing the remark was an arrow aimed straight at her.
“Are you speaking to me?”
Aria—was that her name? The woman, whom Kisa had only briefly encountered a few times at various gatherings, nodded several times in response to Kisa’s cautious question.
“It was definitely Daniel Lowens. That man. He was confessing his feelings most earnestly, you know?”
Daniel Lowens—the name of the man Kisa had been engaged to since childhood, her one-sided love for over ten years.
And as far as she knew, there was no other man in society who shared that exact name.
“Madame Oshuana.”
Kisa spoke quietly.
“You must be mistaken. Daniel isn’t that sort of person.”
A smile of amusement appeared at the corners of Aria’s mouth.
“You trust your fiancé, then.”
“Yes, I do. I trust Daniel’s innocence and his stoicism. There’s no man in this world more boring than him. If you spoke with him even briefly, Madame, you’d soon realize that yourself.”
Daniel making a passionate confession? That would be enough to send the steward who’d served the Lowens family for half a century into a faint.
“Oh dear, what ever shall I do?”
Aria rubbed her faintly pink cheek with her right hand.
“It’s terribly difficult to tell someone as trusting as Lady Bansfeldt what I witnessed. But precisely because of that, you must know the truth.”
Clearly, she had no intention of retracting the outrageous statement she’d just made.
Kisa’s patience was wearing thin. She’d tried to handle the situation with wit, yet this woman persisted—who did she think she was?
Yet, inexplicably, a faint unease began to creep up from deep within her. She grew curious about the source of this woman’s confidence.
“What truth is that?”
“It’ll be quicker and clearer if you see for yourself. Go to the Willow Tree on Ipitchi Street.”
“The Willow Tree?”
“It’s not an actual tree—it’s the name of a teahouse. It apparently functions like a salon of sorts. They discuss philosophy and ideas, and it’s become quite popular among young aristocratic men lately. To me, they seem like pretentious know-it-alls.”
Kisa held back from asking the pointless question of whether Daniel truly frequented that place.
“I understand. I should be going now.”
As she rose from her seat, Aria stood as well.
“You’re leaving without dinner?”
“Yes. Would you please inform the others that I’ve decided to return home? I’m feeling a bit queasy—must have overeaten at lunch.”
The other guests were playing cards in another room.
Since bridge required four players and Kisa had little interest in card games, she’d been reading alone when this woman approached her.
Had she known this would happen, she might have preferred to sit at the table and stare at cards instead. It was too late for regrets now.
The woman who had stirred indescribable emotions within her whispered beside her.
“Don’t be too heartbroken, poor Lady Bansfeldt. Men are simply like that, aren’t they?”
“Madame.”
“Yes?”
“If what I heard today turns out to be nothing but baseless rumor…”
“I know. I’ll take full responsibility.”
Aria finished the sentence Kisa had never before dared to utter to anyone.
Kisa gazed at her in silence for a moment, then left the host’s residence.
“Miss.”
Marsha, the maid who’d been chatting with the coachman beside the carriage, greeted her with wide, startled eyes.
“What’s happened? Didn’t you say you’d stay until dinner?”
“Never mind. I’m just going home.”
“Did something happen?”
“It’s nothing.”
But as she climbed into the carriage, Kisa changed her mind.
“No, not home—take me to Ipitchi Street instead.”
“Ipitchi Street? Why?”
It was Marsha, not the coachman, who asked.
“I have business there.”
“What kind of business?”
Though Kisa was accustomed to her maid’s nosy curiosity, today it felt especially irritating.
“Can’t you just go without asking questions?”
The sharp tone silenced Marsha, and the carriage set off toward its new destination.
Ipitchi Street was, in truth, no place for someone like Kisa, so the maid’s suspicion was understandable. As the daughter of Count Bansfeldt—a nobleman unusually conservative even among aristocrats—she could hardly roam freely in a street pulsing with youthful exuberance.
In other words, coming here without informing her family was, by Kisa’s own standards, a small act of rebellion.
“There’s supposedly a teahouse called the Willow Tree.”
At just those words, the coachman easily asked passersby for directions and skillfully guided the carriage. It seemed the place was rather famous on this street.
Soon, the carriage halted before a modest two-story building bearing a sign that read “Willow Tree.”
Surely not. Kisa repeated the same thought she’d clung to all the way here as she approached the building.
Of course not. Who was Daniel Lowens, after all? A man so taciturn and stoic he’d never uttered a single affectionate word even to his own fiancée. And that same brusque demeanor applied equally to other women.
In Kisa’s eyes, Daniel had always placed the meaning of life somewhere other than women—sometimes in male friendships, sometimes in hunting, and most recently, in scholarly pursuits.
Though he never voiced it, his expression and attitude made it plain: he surely believed obsessing over women was the most pitiful thing in the world. Kisa could read his thoughts without him speaking a word.
Normally, that trait of her fiancé’s would have annoyed her—but today, it felt like her strongest ally.
Just then, the teahouse door opened. Feeling oddly guilty for no reason, Kisa quickly ducked behind a nearby street tree.
“So that argument fails to consider future generations.”
“No, that’s not what I meant—”
“Oh, you’re so stubborn.”
“It’s already so dark outside.”
“Come to think of it, when’s our next gathering?”
A group of people emerged, chattering loudly—it seemed their meeting had ended. Deep in their own conversation, they passed Kisa’s hiding spot without noticing her.
Kisa scanned them eagerly, searching for Daniel. But no matter how long she looked, she saw not a strand of his dark brown hair.
Just as she began to relax, convinced he wasn’t among them—nearly everyone had already left—
“Hazel.”
The voice struck Kisa’s ears as if spoken right beside her, so familiar it cut through the distance of dozens of paces.
She turned toward the entrance again and saw two figures stepping out belatedly from the building.
A man and a woman—and unmistakably, the man was her fiancé, Daniel Lowens.
“Thanks to you, I had another enriching evening.”
The unfamiliar warmth in his tone made Kisa catch her breath sharply.
Yet the woman addressed as Hazel responded calmly, as if Daniel’s sugary demeanor came as no surprise.
“I’m glad you found it enriching, Daniel.”
“As I said earlier, your thoughts on Griffin’s argument truly astonished me. You presented me with an entirely new perspective.”
“You flatter me.”
“Not at all. Hazel, you’re always too modest about yourself.”
“I’m glad you think so highly of me. I’ll see you at our next meeting, then.”
“Could you stand here a moment?”
Was it mere coincidence that the two stopped just an arm’s length from the tree behind which Kisa hid?
Terrified of being discovered, Kisa gathered her courage and peeked out—only to freeze in shock. Daniel was on one knee.
“Daniel.”
Hazel’s startled voice revealed this was no premeditated act.
“Please listen. There’s something I’ve wanted to tell you for a long time.”
“Get up first and speak.”
Yet Daniel continued with unwavering resolve, his tone firm and resolute.
“I, Daniel Lowens, swear to dedicate my life to protecting you, Hazel Turdi, until my very last breath.”
Hazel fell silent for a moment before speaking.
“A knight’s oath, then.”
“Yes. Hazel, you’re an extraordinary person. You drew those words out of me—the very man who once dismissed such oaths as outdated relics of a bygone era.”
Daniel slowly rose to his feet and brushed the dust from his trousers.
“My life changed the day I met you. Lately, I find joy in every breath I take. Without realizing it, I’m always counting the days until the next gathering at the Willow Tree.”
Revulsion surged within Kisa. Who is this man?
She didn’t know him. The Daniel she knew viewed the world with constant skepticism. She had no idea who this passionate stranger was.
While Kisa’s vision blurred and her hands and feet grew cold, the two continued speaking.
“Daniel, surely you don’t mean that vow just now was of the serious sort?”
“Of course it was serious. Do I look like the kind of man who jokes about such things? I will protect you for the rest of my life. It’s only a small repayment for the kindness you’ve shown me.”
After a brief pause, Hazel replied with a tone of admiration.
“To think you hold me in such high regard—thank you, Daniel. I like you very much as well. And I hope our relationship continues to grow.”
“Good heavens. Do you truly mean it?”
“Of course I do.”
That was the final straw. Kisa impulsively dashed out from behind the tree.
The sudden appearance of a stranger halted their conversation. Both turned to stare at her—Daniel’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Kisa?”
“Daniel Lowens.”
Though everything inside her churned violently, her voice emerged far calmer than she’d expected.
“What are you doing here—”
“Explain it to me.”
“What?”
“Explain exactly what’s going on. Right now.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Explain it yourself. Tell me what it is I’ve just seen and heard.”
At first, Daniel looked troubled and clicked his tongue. But then, with his usual careless stride, he stepped firmly before his fiancée.
He was quite tall, forcing Kisa to look up into his shameless face.
“What’s there to explain? It’s exactly as you saw and heard.”
At that moment, her breath caught in her throat.
“Are you mad? Why are you so brazen?”
“And why shouldn’t I be?”
The man shrugged, pulling a cigar case from his pocket.
“Have I been unfaithful or something?”
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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