With slightly disheveled hair, Alexandre drank another shot. Then he offered us a drink.
“Let’s have a glass each.”
It was fun, and he didn’t seem to be in a bad mood.
The liquor was shared, and the game was repeated several times.
I never lost. It was hard to lose.
Because Alexandre was drunk and kept making mistakes. Therefore, the one who got beaten on the back, as I had aimed, was mostly Alexandre.
At first, hesitant Philip and Duke Mild also excitedly patted Alexandre’s back and got patted in return.
After playing like that for a while, Alexandre, who shared another drink with Philip, lay down contentedly.
“Today is so much fun.”
Looking at us, Alexandre laughed and soon began to snore.
The game was over.
Along with the conclusion that even a prince can be beaten.
“Let’s call the servants. It’s late, so let’s clean up when it gets light.”
“Yes, Master.”
At Philip’s direction, Domingo called the servants to take the sleeping Alexandre. I suppressed the rising intoxication and sent Duke Mild away.
“You’ve worked hard, Duke Mild. Rest now.”
“Rest comfortably.”
Duke Mild bowed and withdrew. Now only Philip and I were left.
“Phew.”
I came out into the corridor with Philip, and along with hot breath, intoxication rose. The dress felt stuffy, and I pulled at the collar. As I moved a few steps, the floor seemed to come closer.
“My Lady, you’re staggering. Are you all right?”
Philip kindly extended his hand, wrapping my shoulder to support me.
I was swaying, but not enough to lose consciousness, so I nodded.
“Yes, I’m fine.”
“You drank more than I know you can handle.”
“Is that…so?”
“Yes, I wanted to stop you, but the situation didn’t allow it, so I was anxious.”
I thought I had controlled myself, but it seemed my tolerance was weaker than I thought.
“I tried my best not to drink, but somehow I drank quite a bit.”
I smiled sheepishly, and Philip looked at me subtly again.
“… …”
I liked that expression.
“Philip, are you okay? You seemed to drink a lot…”
Philip nodded.
“As you know, I have a high tolerance for alcohol, so I’m fine.”
His moist eyes were full of affection for me. He must have felt very good in this atmosphere of getting rid of his close mishap.
I just looked at him silently and nodded.
I couldn’t tell how much he could drink, but it must be considerable, as I knew.
Philip seemed a bit hot, and he exhaled.
“It’s a little hot. I’ll be rude for a moment.”
He subtly stuck out his red tongue and began to unfasten the cravat and buttons of my shirt with one hand. The liquor was strong, but it seemed to be making him tipsy.
Soon, four of his buttons were neatly undone.
As the white shirt naturally parted, the muscles of his chest revealed their presence.
‘Gasp! Why is he so sexy!’
I closed my eyes and slightly shook my head. As they say, the world’s most handsome man, his actions radiated a lethal charm.
“Let’s go. I will escort you to the bedroom.”
He was too attractive to refuse, so I walked supported by him.
But perhaps Philip had drunk too much alcohol, for I could feel the pounding of his heart as I leaned against him.
In turn, my heart began to beat. I even felt a flush on my face.
I must have drunk a lot too.
So I leaned on Philip’s arm and crossed the empty corridor, descending one floor via the stairs.
“Ah, Philip.”
I stopped in front of Philip’s bedroom.
“I’ll go on alone from here.”
“What?”
“My bedroom is just a little further. I’ve almost arrived, so even if I stagger a bit, I can go alone.”
“But I should…”
“No. I’m not that tired.”
“You’re not tired?”
“I’m fine.”
At my answer, he looked at me again, subtly startled.
“…….”
His speech suddenly stopped, and a delicate mood circulated with the silence.
“Ellen, then. So…”
Philip hesitated with a regretful expression. After slightly licking his lips, I looked at his quivering throat and wondered if maybe.
‘Is the alcohol triggering his instincts?’
Next, Philip cautiously brushed my lips with his thumb.
“So… if you’re okay with it.”
‘Maybe’ was exactly right!
Surprisingly, he was proposing a physical conversation to Ellen. That made my heart pound.
‘Wow, Philip crumbles before alcohol too.’
Conflict arose simultaneously.
Philip was undoubtedly acting out of instinct due to the alcohol.
I was still his lawful partner, after all.
‘He’s not doing this because he loves me, right?’
So, refusal was the right thing to do.
But today, especially, there seemed to be a brilliant light in his appearance. Moreover, his seductive violet eyes were unusually deep.
“Madam.”
His imploring, whispering voice was unbearably sweet. My heart weakened even more.
‘With the situation at hand, tempting me… Should I just fall completely for tonight, thinking it’s the alcohol?’
I recalled the nights I’d spent with him.
Though I’d mistaken it for a dream, I had certainly spent a few nights with him.
I vaguely remembered the feeling, but I couldn’t specifically recall how we had engaged in adult communication.
As I conflicted, Philip’s eyes halfclosed. His lips descended onto mine.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium