“Alright.”
With you, anything is fine.
Swallowing the words he couldn’t say out loud, Laynion nodded with a bright smile.
(This is a time separator.)
“How was your class?”
After finishing his duties, Duke Caeron shared dinner with the Duchess and inquired about her day, his attention causing a blush to rise on Idel’s soft cheeks.
It was strange. Ever since acknowledging her feelings for him, every single word he uttered had a special resonance that made her heart race.
“Yes, it went well.”
Suppressing her trembling heart, Idel hesitated before speaking. Wanting to avoid any misunderstanding with Caeron, she thought it best to be straightforward.
“I have something to tell you.”
“Go on.”
“I have an assignment tomorrow that requires visiting the city center. We have to propose administrative improvements.”
“Alright. I’ll send some guards with you for safety.”
“Actually, someone will be accompanying me.”
“Accompanying? Who?”
Caeron’s eyes narrowed as he noted Idel’s cautious expression.
“…I will be with Laynion.”
Upon hearing Idel’s answer, the knife Caeron was holding fell onto his plate with a ‘clink,’ his face turning grim in an instant.
“I thought we had talked about this.”
Caeron struggled to suppress the rising emotion from the pit of his stomach. Yet, it refused to easily dissipate, leaving his mouth parched.
“I know what you’re concerned about.”
“And you still spend time with him?”
“Laynion and I have clearly defined our relationship. We are, and will remain, just friends. And this outing is for a collaborative assignment.”
Idel calmly met Caeron’s gaze. Looking into her unwavering eyes, Caeron too tried to control his boiling emotions.
He didn’t want to repeat the mistake he’d made at the last royal party, which had driven a wedge between them.
Yet, this unfamiliar and unpleasant emotion coiled like a thread in his stomach, increasingly oppressive. Between his elegantly furrowed brows, annoyance and anger faintly surfaced.
“Rest assured, I’ll go with my maid Bien tomorrow, so there won’t be a moment when you’re alone with Lord Reinian.”
Idel spoke in a tone as if to softly soothe Caeron.
“I hope… you trust me.”
Feeling the sincerity in her gaze, Caeron sensed the tension in his stomach slightly unravel.
“…I do trust you.”
Just that he couldn’t trust that annoying prince.
As Caeron responded while hiding his displeasure beneath his stoic face, Idel finally brightened with a smile.
“Thank you. And, I have one more thing to say.”
“…Go on.”
Somehow having granted permission for Idel and Reinian to go together, Caeron pressed down on his throbbing brows.
“That is…”
Her bright expression vanished, and tension suddenly enveloped Idel’s face. Unlike earlier, she couldn’t meet his eyes and looked downward, taking a deep breath.
“It’s okay… speak freely.”
Caeron spoke in a gentle tone while observing Idel’s hesitant demeanor, but his eyes were tinged with anxiety.
‘What on Earth is she hesitating to say?’
His intuition told him it could be something far more disappointing than the discussion about the annoying prince earlier.
What would the Grand Duchess, who rarely acts as he wishes, bring up this time… A rare tension lurked in his eyes.
Staring at her quivering lips with a questioning gaze, Caeron suddenly chuckled upon realizing his own behavior.
Had there ever been an entity that made him this tense?
The moment he realized this slim and petite woman somehow had him by the scruff of the neck, he felt absurd.
The man, arrogant from birth, swept back his hair with a fleeting smile. Along with his hair, the exposed tension was also cast aside, and he hid his expression beneath a skillful mask.
However, his mask was brutally torn away by the Grand Duchess’s following words.
“Tomorrow night…”
“…Tomorrow night?”
Idel slowly lifted her eyes to meet his gaze.
Though her face was flushed like a blossoming heat flower, there was no more hesitation in her straightforward eyes.
“May I come to Your Highness’s room tomorrow night?”
“…!”
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.
