At the very moment I thought I’d be helplessly dragged away, locked inside the temple, and left to die—Edan appeared.
I didn’t even know how or what he did.
One moment, something suddenly burst from Hillstain’s shoulder, and the hand gripping me loosened.
The instant I heard that familiar voice, I quickly pulled away from Hillstain and stepped toward Edan.
But then.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Hillstain seized my hand again.
The thick, disgusting sensation of blood transmitted unfiltered through my skin, spreading across my entire body.
‘It hurts!’
Had Edan arrived even a second later, Hillstain’s nails—already digging into me without mercy—might have already pierced through my wrist.
From the start, Hillstain had treated me with zero consideration, acting with pure brutality.
But this time, he gripped me again with such force it felt like my wrist might snap clean off. To him, breaking a wrist probably seemed trivial—my pain meant nothing.
Tears, which had finally stopped, welled up again. It really, really hurt!
Trapped helplessly between their strength, I stood frozen—until Edan’s cold, controlled voice cut through.
“Let go.”
Hillstain replied with mocking amusement.
“If I were going to let go at your command, I wouldn’t have grabbed her again.”
At that, Edan calmly unbuttoned one cuff of his uniform sleeve and rolled it up once.
“You thought it was an accident?”
Hillstain twisted one side of his mouth upward in a disbelieving smirk.
“What do you mean? I didn’t catch that.”
“If you thought your shoulder exploding was an accident—you guessed wrong.”
As Edan unbuttoned and rolled up the other sleeve, his voice grew heavier, weighted with menace.
Low, icy, and suffocating—the pressure filled the library.
“An accident? As if His Highness would ever make such a mistake.”
Hillstain yanked me back toward himself.
“You asked for my arm last time. Regrettably, I refused then—but today, I can offer you one shoulder.”
Slowly, yet with crushing strength.
“Ugh…!”
“I found something I want to take.”
I tried to resist, but resistance was futile. I was violently dragged back toward Hillstain.
Then, suddenly—snap. The grip on my wrist vanished.
‘What… what just happened?’
Confused, but recognizing an opportunity—
I didn’t hesitate for a second. I yanked my hand free and sprinted toward Edan.
Right then, Ruben emerged from the portal.
“This way.”
The moment he saw me, Ruben gestured for me to come to his side.
I ran past Edan and reached Ruben, who turned his body—just like he did in the North—and shielded me behind his broad back.
Hillstain’s chilling face disappeared behind that solid wall. Finally, I felt like I could breathe again.
Relief washed over me—he couldn’t grab me again while I was here. But instinctive fear still gripped me, and I curled up tightly. Then, Edan’s voice, slightly less tense, reached me.
“You seem to have misunderstood something, sir.”
Strangely, Hillstain didn’t reply.
“I said I’d tell you what you’re curious about—not that I’d give it to you.”
“Ghh—cough!”
Suddenly, Hillstain groaned in pain.
Thud. I heard Edan’s heavy footsteps approaching him. I peeked out cautiously to look.
And my eyes widened without my realizing it.
Good heavens.
Hillstain was writhing midair, his neck choked by thick ropes emitting a blue glow.
Black tendrils stretched out from Edan’s shadow.
Edan walked toward him at his usual unhurried pace, then looked up.
“How dare you trespass into my space.”
“…Ghk—cough!”
“Acting as you please.”
Each time Edan spoke casually, the shadow gripping Hillstain’s neck tightened—and his groans grew louder.
“You shouldn’t try to steal what belongs to others, Sir Hillstain.”
At that moment, strange shadows began rising from Hillstain’s own body, writhing as he choked.
But it lasted only a moment.
Another force, emanating from Edan, wrapped around Hillstain’s body—and his glow instantly extinguished.
Hillstain was never a weak man.
At just 22, he rose to the position of Commander solely through strength and skill.
While other male leads focused their abilities on battling monsters, Hillstain handled nearly all troubles and conflicts within the imperial court.
Abilities weren’t reserved only for fighting monsters—they were also used to protect the royal family. In the original story, Hillstain was described as the capable man who eliminated assassins targeting Empress Henzela.
It happened when Empress Henzela briefly traveled to her western villa during summer. At the time, the empire was embroiled in a dispute with a neighboring kingdom over mineral trade—caused by the Empress’s own family. Despite already receiving sufficient payment, they attempted to raise the auction price. Frustrated by the disagreement, the neighboring kingdom sent envoys claiming they wished to personally negotiate with the Empress.
When diplomacy failed, they secretly stationed a hundred soldiers around the western villa, applying thinly veiled threats.
Since they weren’t near the imperial palace, their plan was simple: force the Empress’s signature, then quietly retreat. But the Empress, accompanied by Hillstain, turned around without changing expression—and that day, a hundred corpses piled up at her western villa. Records state it took less than thirty minutes to eliminate them all.
I knew Edan was strong—but Hillstain was no pushover either.
‘Yet he’s being crushed so effortlessly…?’
This wasn’t just shocking—it was pure terror.
Crash! Hillstain, still groaning in agony, hit the ground.
More accurately—he didn’t just “fall.” He was slammed into the floor with brutal, unrelenting force.
“Cough—hack!”
In a situation where an ordinary person might have died, Hillstain remained conscious.
He just lay there, coughing violently.
Edan grabbed his hair and yanked him halfway up—effortlessly, as if lifting a stuffed doll, without even a flicker of expression.
‘Seriously… how strong is he?’
Frowning, I stared at them—until Ruben turned, blocking my view.
“You’d better not watch from here on.”
Then—skritch. Drag.
In time with Edan’s footsteps, I heard Hillstain’s body scraping across the floor.
Without hesitation, Edan dragged him straight to the portal—and vanished inside with him.
The commotion faded. Silence settled around me.
It felt like I’d just visited heaven and hell in a single moment. I looked down at my trembling hands, shaking uncontrollably as if broken. Bright red blood—not mine—was smeared thickly across my palms and wrists.
A cold shiver spread across my entire body.
The horrifying moment when Hillstain had cornered me flooded back, filling me with dread.
I truly would have been dragged to the temple if Edan had arrived even slightly later.
No one was there to protect me. I couldn’t even protect myself.
Because I thought Edan didn’t know I existed—no one knew I was here, no one would come looking.
I thought I just needed to survive until Edan calmed down…
I’d desperately hoped the contracted time would pass quietly—but even here wasn’t safe…
No. There was never any place in the entire empire that was truly safe for me.
“Are you alright?”
I clenched and unclenched my fists repeatedly, trying to steady my trembling hands—when Ruben brought over several napkins from the desk and gently placed them in my palm.
“…Thank you.”
Slowly, I wiped the blood away.
As the red faded, pale skin emerged—and only then did I notice the deep blue bruise circling my wrist, exactly where Hillstain had gripped me.
It was so absurd—I was still so terrified that I barely even felt the pain.
Honestly, I even wondered if this hand was really mine.
That’s how chaotic my state of mind was. Ruben, watching me, brought over a few more napkins and offered them.
“Thank…”
Then—tap tap. He pointed near his own cheek.
“…?”
My mind was too foggy to process quickly.
Was he telling me to wipe there too? I tilted my head, confused—until Ruben spoke.
“There’s blood on your face too.”
“Oh…”
I wiped my cheek with a fresh napkin—and a small smear of blood came off.
Probably splattered when Hillstain’s shoulder tore open.
“Are you alright?”
“…No.”
I shook my head at Ruben’s kind inquiry—then asked.
“Sir Ruben.”
“Yes. Please speak.”
“Where did Master go? Did he head to the North?”
“Must I answer? You might find peace by not knowing.”
“…”
Right. Then I shouldn’t ask further.
I’m really not okay right now. I have far more urgent matters to sort out than Hillstain’s whereabouts.
Why is Ivy looking for me? Are other male leads searching for me too?
Did Edan receive Ivy’s blessing at tonight’s ball?
Did he feel her power?
Earlier, Edan seemed unaware why Hillstain wanted to take me—but if he’s already even slightly entranced by Ivy’s blessing…
If that’s the case… being dragged to the temple is only a matter of time.
“Um… may I go rest first?”
I clenched my trembling hands into fists again, hiding them, and forced a smile at Ruben.
I just wanted to appear normal, like always—unaware that, in this situation, it probably looked even stranger.
Ruben nodded, then asked with concern.
“Should I bring you anything you need?”
“No. I’m fine. I just need to be alone for a bit.”
Wobbling slightly, legs weak with relief, I left the library.
I walked down the corridor, reached my room—and froze mid-motion as I went to close the curtains.
“Hillstain, you perverted bastard—what the hell did you do, leaving the door open like that…!”
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.
