Who Spent the Night with the Tower Master (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
“…Ah, my head.”
Just how much alcohol did I drink?
My head throbbed as if it were splitting open. My stomach felt sour, and my waist felt as though it might snap in two. My entire body ached heavily, as if struck by a fever.
Water… I need water.
The moment I unconsciously reached out my hand, something soft brushed against my fingertips—almost like human hair…
Huh? Hair?
Riley bolted upright.
Huh!
Startled out of her wits, Riley quickly clapped a hand over her mouth.
An unfamiliar room, an unfamiliar bed, unfamiliar blankets.
And beside her lay a stranger—not just any person, but a man. Moreover, bare-skinned.
His bare, muscular body, utterly devoid of even a thread of clothing, seized her attention. It was so shockingly vivid and provocative that the alcohol instantly evaporated from her system, jolting her fully awake.
“No way… No way.”
Unwanted, vivid memories of that bare-skinned scene flashed through her mind like a panorama—his slightly flushed face, damp with sweat.
“More… give me more. Just a little more.”
I’m insane!
If it was an accident caused by drunkenness, why can’t I forget it? Why is last night’s memory so painfully clear?
Realizing she’d truly made a mess of things, Riley sat dazed, recalling the events of the previous night.
What had that first night with a stranger been like?
Her very first time sharing a bed with someone—just a single act of rebellion. It had been less frightening than exhilarating, less painful than thrilling. She’d felt as if something tightly knotted inside her had finally burst open. The suffocating pressure lifted, replaced by an indescribably refreshing sensation that washed over her entire body.
Was that all? The pleasure, unlike anything she’d ever felt in her life, squeezed her so intensely that her mind grew hazy—so satisfying that, in that moment, she felt she could die happy.
It really was wonderful… Despite being complete strangers, the act itself had left her overwhelmingly satisfied.
Honestly, if asked to do it again, she thought she just might.
Yet alongside that pleasure came a heavy burden of self-loathing.
She pictured Count Ermeintz’s furious face, the countless stares from anonymous onlookers as she’d crossed the grand ballroom, and then her uncle, aunt, and Claire. Their faces loomed in her mind—people she now had to face immediately.
Things had become far more complicated than she’d anticipated. And on top of everything, this disaster too…
“Should I wait until His Grace wakes up? No… He might not remember anything at all. He only ended up like this because he was helping me… He’ll surely be embarrassed.”
He probably wouldn’t react kindly. After all, a Magetower Lord spending the night with the adopted daughter of a lowly baron’s family… The chances of that being received favorably were slim.
Riley hastily gathered the clothes scattered on the floor and changed. She briefly considered searching for the dress she’d worn yesterday but quickly gave up. All she wanted was to escape this place as fast as possible.
Once dressed, Riley fled the room without looking back, ignoring the staff who approached to offer assistance, and stepped outside.
Outside, the first light of dawn was just breaking. It was still early, so the street in front of the hotel was deserted.
She considered it fortunate she hadn’t woken up in broad daylight amidst crowds—and was about to leave—
“But… where should I go?”
She had nowhere to return to.
The reality crashing down on her like a tsunami terrified her. It was far too big to handle alone. She couldn’t even begin to figure out where to start or what to do. She just felt numb. What on earth was happening…?
“…In this vast world, there isn’t even a single place for me to stand.”
Yet, whether by misfortune or fortune, Riley’s worries didn’t last long.
Two men appeared instantly and surrounded her.
“Young lady, my master is waiting for you.”
“…”
“Please come quietly without causing a scene.”
They were Ryan’s men.
Riley let out a bitter laugh. No matter what she did, wouldn’t it always end like this? No matter how desperately she tried to escape that place… she’d inevitably end up back under Ryan Eadallin’s control.
There was no escape—not unless she died.
“Let go. I’ll walk there myself.”
“Then let’s go.”
She no longer cared. Riley obediently followed without resistance.
Strangely, despite the looming consequences she had to face, she felt not fear but relief.
Was it because this was her first act of rebellion? Because, for the first time… she’d defied someone by her own will?
Her steps back felt strangely light.
Just like in the old days, when she’d run and play with her father.
[This is the timeline separator]Gibnen, who had kept his eyes closed, slowly opened them.
Blinking languidly, he rubbed his forehead and sat up. The blanket covering his upper body slid down, revealing his completely bare form—naked, without even a thread of clothing.
He never liked sleeping without clothes. He preferred to be neatly dressed wherever he was—even in bed.
That he was now completely undressed meant only one thing.
He absentmindedly glanced beside him. Seeing the empty space, he casually flicked his fingers in the air. Instantly, the clothes strewn across the floor neatly folded themselves into the laundry basket, and the water cup refilled itself.
Just then, the door opened, and Sak entered, looking somewhat troubled.
“Have you forgotten the guideline that magic should be avoided unless absolutely necessary? Why waste your mana pointlessly, deliberately harming your own body? As Master, you must surely be aware of the health guidelines for all mages. Using magic without authorization is illegal, no matter how trivial or simple.”
“Lecturing me first thing in the morning?”
“Morning? Surprisingly, the sun is already high in the sky.”
“…I slept quite a while. Must’ve been extremely tired.”
“If you were tired, you should’ve just slept quietly alone—how could you cause such a massive scandal?”
Sak handed him a newspaper. As soon as Gibnen unfolded it, the paper faintly glowed, and soon the photograph began moving.
A vivid replay unfolded before his eyes: Gibnen and Riley entering the hotel side by side. After watching the moving image, Gibnen offered a brief critique.
“The photo’s terribly taken. You can’t even see our faces properly.”
“Even if the faces aren’t clear, your identity is already fully exposed. You made it so obvious to everyone yesterday. Or—just what is your relationship with that woman anyway?”
“What relationship? We were strangers.”
“Oh! I see! So you went to a hotel so blatantly and provocatively with a complete stranger—and even consummated it? Astonishing! Even if we overlook your private life, this is practically advertising nationwide scandal! Master, do you truly wish for my early demise?”
“It hasn’t even been a day or two—you still haven’t gotten used to it?”
You lunatic.
Sak barely suppressed the curse rising in his throat and forced his most professional smile onto his face.
“Why deliberately create such a scandal yourself? Was this why you invited the Eadallin baron’s family?”
Gibnen, who had been drinking water, paused. He slowly set down the cup and asked, puzzled,
“What are you talking about?”
“Huh?”
“Why are you suddenly bringing up the Eadallin baron’s family here?”
“Well… after verifying the identity of the woman you took with you, it turns out she’s the eldest daughter of the Eadallin baron’s household.”
Gibnen’s eyebrows, which had remained perfectly still until now, twitched subtly.
“You mean she’s Riley Eadallin?”
“You didn’t know?”
He hadn’t. They hadn’t even exchanged names.
Who the woman was, her age, where she lived—it simply hadn’t mattered. He hadn’t particularly wanted to know or been curious. After all, she was just a woman he’d temporarily taken with him and planned to return soon. That was all.
Though they’d unintentionally spent the night together, Gibnen truly hadn’t cared. It was just a drunken accident. Even her absence upon waking held no significance for him.
“So she was Riley Eadallin…”
Gibnen rose to his feet.
“Where is Baron Eadallin now?”
“He seems to be staying at a nearby hotel, though I haven’t confirmed the exact location.”
“Contact Baron Ryan Eadallin immediately. I need to meet him urgently.”
“Huh? Right now?”
“By the way, what about the request I made last time?”
“I’ve prepared all the documents needed for the guardianship application.”
“Scrap all of that. Prepare different documents instead.”
“…Huh?”
“The plan has gone off track. Since there’s been a setback, we need to adjust.”
“What documents should I prepare, then?”
“A marriage proposal letter.”
What is this lunatic thinking?
“Um… are you truly asking me to prepare a marriage proposal letter? So suddenly? Out of the blue like this?”
“Hurry. There’s no time.”
Utterly bewildered by Gibnen’s unexpected words, Sak stopped him just as he was about to enter the bathroom.
“Wait, Master—how should we handle the scandalous reports?”
“Has Riley Eadallin’s identity been exposed in the article?”
“No, the woman’s identity hasn’t been revealed yet.”
If she hadn’t been Riley, he wouldn’t have cared whether her identity was exposed or not—but since she was Riley Eadallin, it was a different matter.
“Then just leave it. It doesn’t seem necessary to respond.”
“…Ah, understood.”
“Make sure the reporters don’t learn Riley Eadallin’s identity. If any article containing her personal information gets published, report it to me immediately.”
“Understood.”
Sak mulled over Gibnen’s orders again and again.
The woman Gibnen spent the night with—Riley Eadallin. A marriage proposal letter. An urgent meeting with Baron Eadallin.
Something felt off. He had a strong premonition that something shocking was about to happen.
“No way… It can’t be. Nah, impossible. Yeah, there’s no way that’s it.”
Sak struggled to shake off the ominous feeling spreading through his mind. For now, arranging the meeting with Baron Eadallin came first.
She opened her palm and pulled out a palm-sized messenger owl, then infused it with mana. The owl, which had been sleeping with its eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide and fluttered its wings into the air.
Sak gave the owl its command.
“Deliver this message to Baron Eadallin immediately: The Magetower Lord of Horizon wishes to meet him at once.”
[This is the timeline separator]Slap—
Her head snapped sideways from the searing pain of torn skin. Her lip split open, and blood dripped steadily from the wound.
Riley stared straight ahead, clutching her burning red cheek. Ryan’s furious, sputtering face came into view.
“You ungrateful wretch! Do you even realize what you’ve done? How dare you—you of all people—spoil everything at the last moment?”
The engagement was broken.
“Why me! Why must I suffer such humiliation from that old man because of you! Why!”
With the canceled marriage, the business funds provided under the guise of a dowry were immediately reclaimed.
Such a massive sum vanishing in an instant—it was no wonder Ryan was beside himself with rage.
“You ungrateful brat! Is this how you repay the kindness of being fed, raised, and sheltered all this time?”
“Do you truly believe that’s what you did?”
“…What did you say?”
“Uncle, did you really take me in out of kindness? Or was it just to sell me off at the right moment?”
“How dare you speak so insolently!”
Slap—
This time, her other cheek split open. Fortunately, the blow was weaker than the first, so her lip didn’t tear again.
It hurt—but she couldn’t help but laugh, feeling oddly relieved. The fact that she’d been jilted felt far more satisfying and liberating than the pain in her cheeks or her uncle’s grating scolding.
“You’re laughing? You find this funny?”
“Of course! The marriage I dreaded so terribly has fallen apart—how could I not laugh!”
“You foolish fool! Kicking away fortune that rolled right to your feet? Do you even know what a prestigious house the Ermeintz family is? I’ve told you repeatedly that this match was far beyond your station, yet you stupidly went and ruined it!”
“…I’m not afraid anymore.”
She meant it. She couldn’t even recall why she’d ever been so terrified of these people that she’d trembled and tiptoed around them.
In fact, they now seemed ridiculous and pitiful. The way they frothed at the mouth over something so trivial was truly pathetic.
Now that she’d faced it, it wasn’t so bad after all. She realized that speaking her mind clearly—that something was unpleasant or wrong—wasn’t as frightening as she’d imagined.
That was because the prospect of marrying Count Ermeintz had been sheer terror. Compared to spending her life as a plaything, serving an old man until death, what was a few slaps to the face?
“What will you do now? Will you cast me out, now that I’m as useless as a broken shoelace?”
“…”
“…Please remove me from the family register. Since things have come to this, there’s no point pretending we’re family anymore.”
Ryan, who had been staring fixedly at Riley, suddenly burst into laughter. Then, just as abruptly, he sobered and spoke sternly.
“Why would I do that? Do you have any idea how much I’ve invested in you? Who do you think I’d be doing that favor for? And if I disown you, what will people say outside?”
“…”
“Yes, I’d love to throw you out of here right now. But that’s not enough—I’d even like to kill you on the spot. But then what good would that do? I brought you in as a commodity to be sold off eventually—so I’ll sell you somewhere, no matter where.”
“…”
“Don’t misunderstand. You’re nothing but a disposable item, easy to sell. Do you have any idea how much money I’ve spent on you? At the very least, I need to recover my investment.”
“Well then, with the marriage to Count Ermeintz off the table, who exactly will you send me to? Is there an even better match than that?”
“Anywhere will do. Count yourself lucky your face is still halfway decent. If you’d been ugly too, I’d have killed you long ago. Tch.”
Ryan pressed his foot hard against Riley’s leg, as if even looking at her annoyed him.
“Ugh.”
“If you ever pull a stunt like this again, I’ll cripple your limbs and sell you to slave traders.”
“…”
“Don’t provoke me.”
Ryan called for the head maid, McDalin.
“You called, Master?”
“Get this eyesore out of my sight immediately. Once we return to the mansion, lock her up for a week. Give her nothing but water!”
“Understood.”
Head maid McDalin summoned other servants. Just as they were about to seize Riley’s arms and drag her away—
Another servant hurried in.
“Master.”
“What now!”
“We just received word—the Magetower Lord of Horizon is coming here.”
“What? The Magetower Lord? Suddenly?”
“Yes, we received the message just now. You should prepare to receive him.”
“Is that so? Then go fetch my wife and Claire here at once! What are you waiting for—get Riley out of here immediately!”
Ryan clearly had no intention of presenting Riley before the Magetower Lord. He’d always done this—leaving Riley behind for important occasions and pushing Claire forward to handle social engagements.
He surely didn’t want to show off his lowly adopted daughter before someone as exalted as a Magetower Lord.
“Why is the Magetower Lord coming here? Surely he’s not here because of last night’s incident…?”
Riley grew anxious at the news that Gibnen was coming.
Thus, Ryan’s order to go to her room immediately felt like a blessing. Being locked in her room was far better than facing him in this state. She decided to stay perfectly still in her room like a dead mouse.
But unfortunately, things didn’t go as Riley hoped.
“Master, the Magetower Lord specifically requested to meet Miss Riley as well.”
“What? How does the Magetower Lord even know Riley?”
“I’m not certain myself… but since he named Miss Riley specifically—not Miss Claire—it seems he has business with her.”
Ryan frowned and glanced at Riley. Then he gave a subtle signal to the maids. The servants holding Riley stepped back.
“Get her changed immediately. Fix her hair as well.”
Before Ryan’s words had even finished, the maids dragged Riley away, forced her into fresh clothes, tidied her hair, and brought her back to Ryan’s room.
The baroness and Claire, who had been staying in another room, also arrived at Ryan’s room.
Claire sneered at Riley’s swollen cheeks.
“Pfft. Serves you right for causing such a scandal.”
“…”
“You’re such an idiot. With your status, do you really think you’ll find another match like that? What possessed you to ruin your chance at becoming a countess? Are you really that stupid?”
Normally, Riley would have silently endured Claire’s taunts, but irritated, she gave a short laugh and replied,
“If you like the old pig’s concubine position so much, why don’t you take it yourself?”
“…What did you just say?”
Just as Claire flared up—
“The Magetower Lord is here.”
The door opened, and Gibnen entered, followed by Sak.
Compared to the luxurious hotel suite he’d occupied mere minutes ago, this room seemed rather shabby. He glanced around, then extended his hand toward Ryan.
“Gibnen Lianster.”
“Oh, welcome! Your Grace Gibnen! I am Ryan Eadallin. It’s an honor to meet you. Please, this way.”
Ryan offered his seat. Once seated, Gibnen looked over Ryan’s family members one by one—and his gaze stopped at Riley.
At that moment, Riley lifted her head, their eyes met in midair—and Riley quickly lowered her gaze.
“These are my household members.”
The baroness and Claire introduced themselves in turn, and Riley spoke in a barely audible voice.
“…Riley Eadallin.”
Riley felt her heart shrink with anxiety.
Why had he come here? Surely he wasn’t here to confront her about last night’s incident?
As countless uneasy thoughts swirled through her mind, Ryan broached the topic.
“But Magetower Lord, what brings you here…?”
Gibnen fixed his gaze not on Ryan, but on Riley, and spoke.
“I’ve come to propose.”
An icy silence fell over the room, as if doused with cold water, at the utterly unexpected statement.
Undeterred, Gibnen approached Riley, took her hand, and added words as explosive as a bomb.
“I wish to marry Lady Riley.”
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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Calling her sister while discussing how she will be treated as your wife is so weird
murder and torture, no question or hesitation, But this? This is where you flinch? I hope they all get whats coming to them
yikes girl, these are not good dreams. at this point is the sleep even doing anything?