“Where is the commander now? I’ve been looking everywhere but can’t find him.”
At Delia’s question, Colin’s face darkened.
“Well, the commander right now…”
Before Colin could finish his sentence, a sharp gunshot echoed.
Bang.
Startled, birds perched on a tree scattered into the air.
The chilling wind shook the trees, making Delia’s heart grow cold.
No way.
There was no time to delay any longer.
Ignoring Colin’s response, Delia swiftly moved towards the source of the sound.
Bang.
The place Delia rushed breathlessly was the shooting range.
Thanks to Aaron just firing a shot, the acrid smell of gunpowder lingered.
Silver hair swayed finely due to the recoil of the gun.
Sharp ashen eyes were fixed on the shattered target.
In the aftermath of the powerful gunshot, Aaron stood there.
In his usual demeanor, there was a peculiar tension, making Delia’s heart tighten.
Delia hesitated for a moment, then cautiously called Aaron.
“Commander.”
Aaron received a freshly loaded gun from Dyke without saying a word in response to Delia’s call.
Even when called by Delia, Aaron just stared at the target without uttering a word.
Wouldn’t even a stranger respond to this extent? Is his affection for me fading? Or is he angry?
“Commander.”
Even after calling again, there was no response.
Aaron once again slung the gun over his shoulder and aimed at the target.
Delia’s face gradually stiffened.
The nerve-wracking disappearance of Uncle Olliver.
Afran still being cautious and hostile towards the Empire.
And Aaron suddenly changing after accepting the marriage proposal.
It felt like something snapped in her mind.
Delia moved her rough steps and blocked Aaron’s way.
“Why are you doing this?”
Aaron’s ashen gaze on the target shifted to Delia.
The gun muzzle, aimed at the target, turned towards Delia’s head.
In an instant, the trigger was pulled ever so slightly.
In this moment where his blue eyes only focused on her, as if freezing forever.
A voice, steeped in intense desire, murmured softly.
“Step aside. It’s dangerous.”
Under Aaron’s chilling and cold aura, strength involuntarily entered the hand holding the hair ornament.
At this moment, it was unclear whether the dangerous thing she was blocking was the gun or Aaron staring at her.
“What’s wrong? Why pretend not to hear anything?”
Aaron slowly lowered the gun that couldn’t be fired.
“I was thinking.”
“What about?”
“You have too many things more important than me.”
Aaron’s low voice weighed heavily on Delia’s chest.
“Iorente, your parents, and Alfredo. I’m always behind them.”
“So……. did you find the answer?”
“I found it.”
“What’s the answer?”
“Wipe everything out. When everything disappears, and only I remain, you’ll look only at me.”
Aaron’s voice carried a deep, intense obsession.
It felt sharp, like the scattering of small pieces of glass.
But strangely, the anxious heart that had been trembling gradually regained its composure.
“So, are you going to do that?”
With his gaze fixed on Delia, Aaron extended the hand holding the gun.
Dyke, who was waiting behind, retrieved the gun.
“However, I decided not to do that. Because it wouldn’t be you. Not my princess.”
Unable to endure any longer, Delia moved her steps towards Aaron as if running to him.
She wanted to reach him as if she were insane.
Delia embraced Aaron’s waist with both arms.
The scent of Aaron’s body rushed in, making her dizzy.
Delia pressed one cheek against Aaron’s solid chest and closed her eyes.
“We promised. I’ll give you Iorente. You can use me as you please.”
Aaron’s warm hand, sweeping down her back while whispering, felt comforting.
The steady heartbeat enveloped Delia.
Even if everything in the world disappears, it felt like he would remain by her side.
Until the acrid smell of gunpowder dispersed in the wind.
Until all the anxiety melted away with his touch.
Delia entrusted everything to the tranquility Aaron provided.
“But sometimes, I can’t help but play tricks.”
Aaron’s complaining tone conveyed a subtle ripple.
Even his complaints were seductive.
Delia hid her face in Aaron’s chest and smiled faintly.
“Don’t smile, Princess. I’m serious now. It’s a situation where I should be jealous even of the queen. Do you know how lonely I was last night?”
“Do you know how difficult it was for me? Mother kept instructing me about the modest behavior of a woman before marriage.”
Delia, expressing dissatisfaction with last night’s events, let out a small scream.
“Oops.”
Delia lifted her head to look at Aaron.
The shadow cast by Aaron’s sturdy jaw fell on Delia’s face.
“Come to think of it, Commander said he had something to give me last night. What is it?”
A twisted smile lingered on Aaron’s lips.
Even as he looked down at Delia with a teasing expression, his arms that embraced her remained unchanged.
“Why ask now? You don’t need to know.”
“What is it? I’m curious. Give it to me now.”
“I won’t give it to you.”
“Then can’t you at least tell me?”
“I won’t tell you.”
Like a child whose mood had soured, Aaron responded indifferently to everything Delia said.
“Why are you so upset?”
“You left me and followed the queen.”
“So I came looking for you. I wandered around the entire palace looking for Commander. So, what is it?”
“Why ask now? The opportunity has already passed.”
“Commander, please.”
Aaron looked down at Delia.
Amid pleading and urging eyes, the light of the ring, which had been tinkering all night, came to mind.
The thirst burned, and the back of the throat shook violently.
Recalling the long night, it couldn’t be easily overcome.
To control the weakening heart, Aaron blew a breeze with his mouth, lightly sweeping his bangs.
“Princess, you can suffer a bit. I accepted the marriage approval as you wished. But you neglected me in every way. Made me wait all night.”
Delia burst into laughter at Aaron’s grumbling appearance.
“Commander, don’t be like that. I’ll take good care of you.”
“At night, you sleep next to the queen, and during the day, you’re busy with Iorente affairs. Do you have time to take care of me?”
“I’ll make time. Our commander has worked so hard for me; I should reciprocate.”
In response to Delia’s mischievous smile, Aaron’s gaze sparkled with curiosity.
“How?”
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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