He seemed more uneasy, more tense.
Always a Commander who was self-assured and confident.
“Alright.”
Feeling the faint tremor in Aaron, Delia responded, understanding that it seemed necessary.
“I’ll do that.”
“But for now, I take the lead. Reassure me. I’m uneasy without my master.”
With the arm wrapped around her waist pulling her in deeply, and the other hand exploring to feel Delia, Aaron persistently sought her out to dispel the anxiety caused by her.
One arm wrapped around his waist, and the other arm hung on Aaron’s neck, Delia sighed softly.
“Why is our distinguished Commander so anxious? Just a moment ago, you were so self-assured.”
“Princess, don’t run away again.”
“I won’t. Where else do I have to go besides Ioventi?”
“Princess, if you lied to me—”
“I’d rather not have made the promise. I won’t make false promises involving Ioventi.”
“Fine. Stay here with me. No matter what anyone says or where they want to go, don’t follow them.”
Delia, who became dumbfounded, blinked her eyes.
“Me? Who said I would go anywhere just because someone wants to go?”
Unlike Delia, who tried to pass it off lightly as a joke, Aaron felt impatient.
Continuously whispering into Delia’s ear, he urged for an answer.
“Hurry, promise me.”
A smile appeared on Delia’s blushing cheek, which had grown warmer.
The man’s possessiveness, enveloping her, seeped into her skin.
“Alright, I promise. I’ll definitely stay here.”
“Don’t eat flowers carelessly.”
Feeling the warmth of his breath on her earlobe, Delia released the hand that had been tightly clenched.
With caution, she withdrew the force she was pushing away and gently touched Aaron’s shoulders.
“Absolutely, don’t eat them. Got it?”
“Got it. I won’t eat them.”
Delia moved her hand over Aaron’s firm shoulders.
She cautiously embraced him as if trying to hold him.
Her gentle touch on his broad back seemed to be an attempt to soothe anxiety.
To calm his mind, she tenderly stroked his wide back.
In the warmth conveyed by Delia’s small hand, Aaron closed his eyes.
“I’ll stay here in good health.”
Delia’s whispered breath brushed against Aaron’s hair, swaying gently.
“I’ll be waiting for you, Commander.”
Delia, singing with a lullaby-like voice, whispered, and Aaron’s anxiety gradually subsided.
The sharpened senses melted away with her.
Aaron surrendered to the small peace that Delia created.
“So don’t worry and come back safely from the Council meeting.”
“Yeah, got it.”
“I heard they’re going to discuss the details of the peace agreement between the two countries at this meeting.”
“……”
“Father and I discussed and prepared a draft. Did you see it?”
“Not yet.”
“Hurry and check if the Empire’s position has been well represented. Ugh, we can’t stay like this.”
“Alright. Just a little longer.”
“This meeting is to get approval as the Sovereign’s representative. Our members might aggressively argue… Are you listening to me?”
“Keep talking. I’m listening.”
“There’s a lot to say, so it might take some time to convince them. The Council members are quite stubborn.”
“Don’t worry. We can use force if needed.”
“Commander, bringing weapons into the meeting room is prohibited… it’s against the rules.”
Delia, who was continuing her explanation, stumbled as she spoke.
“Oh?”
“It’s a tradition symbolizing democracy in Ioventi. The use of force to suppress free discussions in the meeting room is prohibited. Oh, Commander.”
“Got it. No weapons allowed in the meeting room.”
“You can’t bring soldiers with you either. Only those directly involved in the meeting can enter without permission.”
“Why are there so many things to worry about? It’s annoying.”
“Because leaking the content of the meeting to the outside before an official announcement is not allowed.”
“Got it. No bringing the army.”
Aaron repeated what Delia explained.
Without understanding the meaning and just like a child repeating adult words.
Mechanically, soullessly.
“Oh, if you continue like this, it won’t do. It’s an important conversation.”
“……”
“Please. Pay attention and listen. Passing through the Council is necessary for official recognition.”
“I am paying attention.”
“After the debate, there will be a vote, and if we can’t secure a majority, it’s invalid. I should go with you. Because of my mother.”
“It’s more comfortable alone. I’ll handle it.”
“Afran Gyeong is likely to oppose, uh, be the most resistant, hostile, and aggressive, so there might be backlash.”
“Afran?”
Aaron’s questioning voice was somewhat sharp.
However, Delia, desperate to convey the story while avoiding Aaron’s touch, was too preoccupied to notice his expression.
Aaron’s gaze heated up with a mixture of jealousy and resentment.
Still, I am in the background.
Aaron, containing the surging emotions, tightened his grip on Delia’s hand.
“So, don’t waste your strength trying to persuade Afran Gyeong; it might be better to persuade Giuliano Gyeong instead… Ouch. Stop it.”
Delia pushed Aaron away with a wrinkled nose.
Aaron grumbled under his breath against Delia’s resisting touch.
“Afran? Giuliano? Aren’t you the one who can’t concentrate?”
“What are you talking about? Let go of this for a moment and talk.”
Aaron firmly held Delia, who was trying to escape from him.
There was no time to be lenient now.
He tilted his head and approached, sealing their lips seamlessly.
How long has it been since he felt this sensation?
A suppressed moan softly resonated with the sweet touch.
To appease the hunger that had been starved for so long, Aaron delved even deeper.
He brushed against the soft mucous membrane, and the tender flesh clung to him.
In the relentless attack that seemed to lick his soul, Delia’s body trembled.
Unable to withstand his heat, her eyes involuntarily closed.
As if trying to hide something precious, she entrusted her body to his firm arms.
Their bodies touched so flawlessly that nothing could intervene.
In the moments when they touched, emotions of anxiety and restlessness couldn’t penetrate.
The shadow created by the staircase concealed their secret kiss.
It felt like everything else disappeared, leaving only the two of them in this world.
Complicated matters seemed to fade into the distance.
Everything melted away without a trace under the intense heat.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
