Cassius had entered the toilette room intending to change the dress designs. However, the sight of Adeline, her body lines completely exposed, ignited an involuntary desire in him.
Quickly recalling the incident in the gambling den, his feelings cooled, but Adeline had already seen that brief look in his eyes.
They were not alone in the toilette room; there were many maids helping with the fitting, and Madame Violetta was right there.
Cassius’s lustful gaze towards her in front of the servants engulfed Adeline in shame.
“What’s the matter?”
“Is the dress not to your liking?”
The whispers grew loud enough for the waiting maids to hear as the silence stretched on.
Cassius slowly stood from the sofa and approached her.
“Indeed, it’s quite beautiful. Madame Violetta’s skill is impressive. Noble ladies must be eager to order your dresses.”
His gaze felt electric where it touched.
“Thank you for recognizing my work. Shall we proceed with this dress for the banquet you mentioned?”
Cassius’s gaze lingered openly on the exposed chest of Adeline. It was then that Madame Violetta hesitantly asked for his opinion.
“However, this dress should be changed. I really detest sharing what’s mine. Especially the thought of other men boiling over at the sight of my Del puts me in a very bad mood.”
Adeline’s heart raced with shame under Cassius’s blatantly offensive behavior.
“Besides, you’re so beautiful, I can hardly restrain myself. This dress should only be worn in the mansion, in my presence.”
Cassius approached Adeline and straightened his hand to caress her cheek.
Adeline felt as if she was losing grip on her composure.
“I’m fine with it.”
“What?”
“Why should I only wear such a pretty dress in front of you, Your Grace? It would be the same with any other dress.”
Cassius’s mind flashed back to the conversations he overheard at the gambling den the previous night.
The discomfort he had felt in the carriage seemed to resurface and engulf him.
“Just let me wear this dress…”
Before Adeline could finish her sentence, Cassius pulled her waist closer with his other hand.
She was suddenly drawn into his embrace, and his scent enveloped her.
“Wearing this dress, you’ll invite the lustful gazes of men,” he said, his suppressed displeasure turning into anger.
Cassius ran his index finger from Adeline’s collarbone down her cleavage.
A mix of boiling passion and anger shone in his reddened eyes.
Adeline gasped for air.
“Was this what you hoped for?”
Not only Adeline, but also the servants and even Madame Violetta were startled by his actions.
However, Madame Violetta, experienced in dealing with nobility, quickly masked her surprise with a smile.
“Such impertinence!”
On the verge of unleashing her pent-up fury at Cassius’s humiliating treatment in front of so many eyes, Adeline was interrupted.
“Everyone, turn around for a moment.”
The servants exchanged glances in mid-air.
As everyone turned away, Cassius leaned in towards Adeline.
Stopping just before their lips met, he looked at her with a half-open, decadent gaze, then whispered softly in her ear.
“It’s hard for me to hold back when you provoke me like this.”
He lowered his head to trace her slender neck, stopping at the collarbone.
“When I finally decide, quietly follow along, Lady Del.”
With that, Cassius deeply sucked on her pale neck, leaving a moist trail. The peculiar sound echoed through the toilette room.
Adeline bit her lower lip hard.
She didn’t want to give the servants, who had their backs turned, any more fodder for their imaginations.
And she didn’t want to be swayed by this man, who seemed intent on tormenting her.
As she struggled to resist, Cassius watched her, his lips curled in a sly smile.
He pressed a finger to her lips to prevent her from biting them any further.
Then, he slowly lifted his lips from her collarbone.
“Madame Violetta.”
His smooth, low voice broke the silence.
“Change the design for the dress for the banquet. Make it cover the neck, with no exposure.”
As if his words were a signal, the servants and Madame Violetta turned back towards them.
She looked back and forth between the duke and Adeline. Then her gaze settled on the red mark on Adeline’s collarbone.
In the silent stillness, the shimmering eyes of Madame Violetta seemed just like those of a hyena.
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
