If You Want To Possess Me (9 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 14
“What did you say? Is that truly the case?”
In all her life living under the same roof, Kisa had rarely seen the Count look so utterly shocked.
“Could there not have been some sort of mistake?”
At his employer’s question, the secretary nearly jumped.
“It’s absolutely true! I saw it clearly with my own two eyes and read it over several times.”
“That simply doesn’t make any sense. Kisa has already….”
The Count abruptly stopped speaking and frowned as he looked at his daughter.
“Kisa, you may leave now.”
“Yes?”
“Go attend to your duties.”
“But Father, just now you—”
“I said leave.”
Under his stern and unyielding tone, which brooked no disagreement, Kisa had no choice but to exit the Count’s study.
“What on earth is going on…?”
She couldn’t fathom why her father’s demeanor had changed so suddenly. What news had the secretary brought?
It was clear it concerned her, given that the Count had casually mentioned her name—but nothing came to mind.
“Well, if it truly concerns me, I’ll find out sooner or later.”
At the very least, it seemed she wouldn’t have to send a disingenuous reply to Melissa for now. Clinging to that small comfort, she returned to her room.
The Count barged into Kisa’s room without warning the next day, late in the morning.
Kisa, who had been trying to soothe her gloomy mood by playing the violin, was startled and rose to greet him.
“Father? What brings you here?”
The Count always summoned his daughter to wherever he was when he needed her, so this unexpected visit was bewildering. His gaze swept over her with a scrutinizing intensity that felt ominous.
“I heard you went to the opera house a few days ago.”
He began the conversation with an unexpected opener. Even though he was strict, he wouldn’t normally scold her merely for attending the opera—a common pastime among nobles. Could it be that he’d somehow caught wind of who had given her the tickets?
If he found out his daughter had met an unfamiliar man twice at the Royal Library and even received opera tickets from him, the Count would never stay silent.
Determined not to cause Seyard any trouble, Kisa answered carefully.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Did anything unusual happen there?”
She searched her memory, but there had been nothing noteworthy enough to report to her father.
“No, nothing in particular.”
“Then you didn’t meet Duke Hiran?”
Duke Hiran? Surprised by the unexpected name, she blinked. Now that she thought about it, he had been at the opera house too.
“I heard His Grace was there, but I didn’t get the chance to meet him. It was far too crowded.”
The Count’s narrow eyes narrowed further, as if testing her sincerity.
“Are you certain?”
“Yes, I’m certain.”
“You’re not lying to me?”
“Why would I lie to you about something like this?”
“…All right. I’ll trust you for now.”
After staring at his daughter for a long while, the Count turned and left, apparently finding nothing suspicious.
“Wait, Father!”
But Kisa couldn’t just let him go like that.
“What’s this about? Could it be related to what your secretary mentioned yesterday?”
“That’s none of your concern.”
He cut her off coldly and left the room as abruptly as he’d arrived. Left alone, Kisa struggled to make sense of what was happening.
Why Duke Hiran all of a sudden? Had House Hiran sent a complaint because she hadn’t greeted him first at the opera house? That was the only absurd explanation that came to mind.
But that wasn’t the only incident unsettling Kisa.
That same afternoon, a rather large package was delivered to the Bansfeldt townhouse. As soon as Kisa saw the sender’s name, her face fell.
“Daniel Lowens….”
“Oh!” The nanny beside her gasped as they inspected the contents of the box.
“Oh my, what a lovely dress!”
Inside lay an evening gown with a delicate blue hue, accompanied by matching gloves and shoes.
“It’s from Master Daniel, isn’t it? He must be eager to see you wear it.”
Without answering, Kisa roughly tore open the envelope containing Daniel’s letter.
“Oh dear! Use a letter opener!”
Ignoring the nanny’s scolding, Kisa read the letter. Its contents were exceedingly brief.
My dearest Kisa,
The time has once again come for Count Haverz’s charity ball. I’ve sent you something fitting—please wear it and dazzle everyone with your beauty.
Yours affectionately,
Daniel
P.S. You’re not still upset about that incident, are you? Though even your pouting face is charming, I prefer your smile the most.
Her teeth ground together. That madman—that shameless wretch! No, “shameless” didn’t even begin to cover it. How could he be so brazen?
Attendance at Count Haverz’s charity ball required a partner, and for several years, Kisa had attended alongside Daniel. Countess Haverz was his aunt.
In short, Daniel—who had completely neglected their engagement until now—was summoning her simply because he needed her, acting as though there had never been any conflict between them.
As if she’d go! Kisa crumpled Daniel’s infuriating letter and pointed to the box containing the dress.
“Throw this away.”
The nanny was horrified.
“What? Why would you throw it away? It’s a waste!”
“I don’t like it.”
“Don’t like it? But Miss, you’ve always favored dresses like this! Master Daniel chose it so thoughtfully.”
“…It wasn’t because I liked it.”
She’d worn them only because Daniel liked them—because she’d wanted to please the man she admired.
“Is that so? Well, even if that’s the case, I can’t possibly throw away a perfectly good dress. I’ll store it in the wardrobe—if you change your mind, you can wear it.”
With that, the nanny tucked the box under her arm and left the room, flatly ignoring her young lady’s instruction.
That was exactly it. Though the nanny was as close to her as a mother, she was ultimately the Count’s employee—hired and paid by him.
Once again realizing that no one in this mansion truly put her before the Count, Kisa sank heavily onto her bed. She was simply exhausted.
It was on a day when Kisa still hadn’t learned the contents of the news the Count’s secretary had delivered—and couldn’t even discard the dress because the nanny had hidden it—that a carriage came into view as she returned to her room after a stroll in the garden.
It was a black carriage parked before the gate. Though it bore no visible family crest, its size and elegant appearance clearly marked it as no ordinary delivery cart for groceries or supplies. A visitor for the Count, then.
Since guests didn’t always warrant notification to Kisa, there was nothing particularly strange about it.
Yet for some inexplicable reason, Kisa found herself troubled by this mysterious visitor.
Her feet carried her toward the Count’s study, where he likely was receiving his guest. But just outside the study, she ran into the very man she’d hoped to avoid.
“Oh—Miss.”
For the briefest moment, the Count’s secretary looked flustered upon seeing Kisa. She instantly sensed that the visitor beyond that door had something to do with her.
“His Lordship is currently with a guest—”
“Who is it?”
“Pardon?”
“I asked who the visitor is. Do I know them?”
“I’m sorry, but for professional reasons, I can’t disclose that…”
Before the secretary could finish, Kisa moved closer to the door and heard faint voices inside.
The louder voice—Count Bansfeldt—mentioned his daughter’s name, asserting that Kisa already had a settled partner.
The other man replied, but his tone was so calm compared to the Count’s that she couldn’t make out the exact words.
Yet there was something oddly familiar about that voice.
“Miss, this puts me in a difficult position.”
As Kisa pressed her ear firmly against the door, straining to listen, the secretary approached to stop her.
“Just wait a moment.”
“Return to your room at once. If you refuse, I’ll report you to the Count.”
“Are you threatening me now?”
As she argued with the secretary, Kisa suddenly lost her balance—the door she’d been leaning on had opened.
She let out a small cry, nearly falling, but was luckily caught before hitting the floor—by the visitor on the other side.
A crisp citrus scent wafted from the firm arm supporting her shoulders. Strangely, even that felt familiar.
“Oh dear, are you all right?”
Slowly raising her head, Kisa looked into the eyes of the scent’s owner. Her blue irises trembled uncontrollably.
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
The man who asked in a gentle, refined voice was someone Kisa recognized—she’d met him at the library not long ago.
It was Seyard. But what was he doing here…?
“Kisa!”
At that moment, Count Bansfeldt appeared over Seyard’s shoulder, his expression flustered. He glared.
“You weren’t eavesdropping on our conversation, were you?”
Just as the Count prepared to lash out further, Seyard gently interjected.
“Count, might you grant me the chance to introduce myself to your daughter?”
“Ah—yes.”
Strangely, the Count’s anger instantly subsided. Seyard took Kisa’s bewildered hand and lightly brushed his lips against her knuckles—a fleeting, featherlight touch.
“A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady Bansfeldt.”
The man with soft, smiling eyes gazed at her warmly.
“My name is Seyard Hiran.”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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