Delia walked towards the scattered clothes, rolling her feet with a thud-thud.
“Mei, that guy. Judging by the way he hurriedly boarded the ship to Boswell, even if he was kicked out of Waseng, he must be hiding somewhere in Iorenti, working as a spy.”
As she bent over to pick up her clothes, her hair cascaded down, but she didn’t bother to tidy it up.
Picking up the clothes with rough gestures, she uttered fiercely, “I will command the Guards. Search the entire area if you have to, but find Mei.”
Just as Delia was about to gather her clothes to go see Guard Captain Zer, Aaron, who had approached quietly, grabbed Delia’s waist and lifted her up in one breath.
Delia gasped at the strong impact transmitted through her waist. “Ugh.”
Suddenly, her view rose higher.
Her body swayed to touch the ground before her feet that had floated into the air could land.
The more Delia resisted fiercely, the tighter Aaron embraced her.
“Let go of this.”
The delicate fabric he held in his hands flowed down from a height as tall as Aaron.
As Delia tried to strike back by hitting Aaron’s waist, the light reflected by the ring trembled dazzlingly.
“Let go of this.”
Aaron, lying Delia down as if throwing a prey on the bed, ignored her biting glare.
Delia, biting back at his overwhelming presence, shot a challenging look at him.
“Do you think I’ll give up just like this? I’ll find out for myself.”
As Delia tried to get up from the bed to go to Guard Captain Zer, Aaron was one step faster.
Like a wolf capturing its prey.
He grabbed Delia, who was trying to escape, and pressed her down as if to pin her.
“Let go of this. You won’t answer anyway.”
“Princess.”
Despite Delia’s cheeks being pressed, she fiercely retorted while gasping for breath.
“Don’t call me a princess. I don’t like it.”
Ignoring Delia’s resistance, Aaron muttered to himself as if he hadn’t heard anything.
“Princess.”
Aaron firmly pressed Delia’s hands, which were trying to scratch the bed.
He slowly pressed down with his body, making Delia unable to move.
Aaron’s breath flowed over Delia’s neck, covered by him.
“Princess, have you ever been betrayed by someone you trusted?”
Delia stopped resisting against the low, melancholy voice that permeated her ears.
The unbearable heavy air crushed her heart.
Time seemed to have stopped.
“Princess, have you ever been betrayed by someone you thought would never do such a thing?”
She couldn’t offer any response to the question delivered as if breathless.
It wasn’t a story told to seek an answer.
With her breath held, Delia listened to his hidden wounds.
“Even those you trust can betray you in this world.”
Aaron slowly spoke as if swallowing bitter poison with his stiff tongue.
“Especially spy organizations that deceive and live. No need to mention them.”
Aaron slowly lifted his body, releasing the force pressing Delia.
Yet, Delia couldn’t dare to think of leaving Aaron’s domain.
Like an animal pretending to be dead in front of a beast, she lay motionless, suppressing every movement.
Aaron slowly raised his hand and gently stroked Delia’s head.
“Don’t believe everything they say. They are skilled at mixing lies into the truth.”
Hair resembling light, a delicate neck that seemed like it could break, round shoulders and spine trembling with tension, creating smooth curves.
Aaron’s hand, like light, moved cautiously downward.
Even a slight exertion revealed the trembling of the fragile being that seemed like it could shatter with a little force.
May my light not be tainted by darkness.
“I only wish for my precious princess not to get involved with them.”
With these words, Aaron parted his lips and kissed the light-flowing skin.
Delia couldn’t get the answer she wanted.
But she felt like she heard more stories than a hundred-word explanation.
It felt like prying open the secret hidden under a large and heavy stone.
Delia closed her eyes as if waiting for her fate.
With closed eyes, Aaron’s presence covering her back felt even more vivid.
Under the rough breath flowing through his body, Delia’s eyelids trembled finely.
She bit her teeth against the chilling sensation but couldn’t stop the moans flowing out.
She tightly grasped the bedsheet to endure it, but it was in vain.
The iridescent light reflected by the ring swirled dazzlingly.
Today, his movements, which usually weren’t this intense, felt unusually penetrating.
Even with closed eyes, it was still dazzling.
Avoiding the sunlight, Delia nestled even deeper into Aaron’s arms.
Thud, thud.
In the slow rhythmic sound of hooves, his heartbeat resounded clearly.
His fragrance wafted strongly with the wind carrying the scent of grass.
Occasionally losing balance and swaying, his arms would firmly support and pull her close.
Delia closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the things enveloping her warmly.
Unable to control her weakened body like soaked cloth, she rode with Aaron on the way back to Waseng.
Leaning against Aaron’s chest, she dozed off multiple times.
“Princess, we’ve arrived.”
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
