“Cough cough! The Marquis, ack. I didn’t know he would co…”
Rough coughing sounds burst from the one whose throat had been strangled. Evener struggled to explain with a voice that barely ca out.
He really didn’t know the Marquis of Valkyries would return so quickly.
He just wanted to see Valentin Wiche, who was getting married, with his own eyes. That smug face that had everything he longed for without even trying… He just wanted to see that hateful face crumple. And that annoying person who easily threw away what he desperately wanted and was marrying soone else… He just wanted to grate on his nerves a little to hurt his feelings…
“The fact that you went there in the first place was incredibly stupid, wasn’t it?”
Smack!
Clifton now applied full force to his hand and slapped his lover’s cheek. And he grabbed that body and shook it. Though they were both n, the difference in build between alpha and oga was stark. Add to that being pressed down by pheromones, and Evener couldn’t resist, shaking like a dry branch.
“Ah!”
“Damn it! What are you going to do now? Huh? How are you going to fix the things you’ve ruined?”
Clifton, who had been venting his anger on the weaker oga, pushed that body backwards.
With a loud noise, Evener was thrown onto the sofa.
Clifton twisted his lips, looking at that sight with irritated eyes.
And he approached chillingly, casting his shadow over Evener’s body.
“I’ll have to completely revise the plan.”
He leaned down, trapping Evener’s body between his legs. He stared closely at the neck he had injured.
“…Since things have gone completely awry like this, we have no choice but to abandon Plan A. You agree, right?”
“Hic… Yes, Your Highness…”
“Fuck. We have to open up a different money line too.”
Curses flowed that were hard to believe ca from noble lips.
“Well, let’s go to Plan B. And let’s just get married quickly too.”
Evener’s tear-filled eyes opened wide.
It was a promise he had always made and received since childhood, but lately he had been thinking it might not actually happen. That’s how rarely Clifton had brought up marriage to Evener. It had always just been passing ti with words like “soday”, “when our plans are all finished”.
“Much more grandly than these people. I’ll hold a wedding so big the whole empire beyond the capital will go wild.”
A red tongue darted out to lick the wound he had inflicted. Blood flowed into that mouth. Like a beast treating its mate’s wound. It was utterly abhorrent.
“The couple holding the wedding of the century will be us, not them.”
Large hands ca up and started tearing off the buttons of Evener’s shirt. Gradually from the neck down.
“It wouldn’t be bad to have a child quickly either. Your body already has trouble getting pregnant. Damn. Co to think of it, I’ll have to work on that for those arrogant ones too.”
Clifton spat out coldly, as if annoyed while saying that fact. The ugliness of one who thought of pregnancy and children only as ans was being revealed.
“Isn’t it good? It’s what you’ve always dread of. Marriage to , our child. Those botherso, sweet things.”
“Hic… Yes…”
“You’ve always wanted such things since you were young.”
Evener nodded shallowly. Unable to et his eyes due to the anger pheromones still surging. It was just an unconscious answer to try not to make the alpha angrier.
“So you just need to smile beside
like you always have. While using that excellent ability.”
“Sob, yes…”
“Shh… It’s okay, Evener. Don’t cry. I won’t abandon you.”
It wasn’t just fear that made him cry. Sorrow and humiliation enveloped Evener. But Clifton seed uninterested in such emotions of his oga. He continued speaking indifferently and as if bothered.
“Would I abandon my oga no matter what? Right? You’d die without , wouldn’t you?”
“……”
“Because you love
too much. How could I abandon my oga who imprinted on
before even hitting puberty, right?”
Evener’s second secret. The fact that he had loved Third Prince Clifton since boyhood and imprinted on him. The oga’s miserable and lonely one-sided imprinting. He was ntioning that now.
It wasn’t because he had forgotten. It wasn’t to persuade or comfort.
Clifton was giving a warning now.
Don’t even think of leaving .
And at the sa ti as the threat, he was giving a carrot. Saying he would soon let him have the marriage he wanted.
It was how he had handled Evener, who had fervently loved him since childhood. Carrot and stick. With this simple thod, Clifton had completely tad Evener. So that he would always love him and never be able to leave.
By alternately stimulating fear and love, he completely dominated the oga, and appropriately used his special ability whenever needed. Giving others a positive impression or winning their favor, and further enchanting them, making them follow and beco enthusiastic.
That amazing ability was a power absolutely necessary for Clifton’s future.
It was an essential ability for his plan to seize the throne. So Evener Luwin had to always love him and move according to his will.
“From now on, attend charity events every week. Choose places with lots of citizens.”
“Yes…”
“Go around smiling prettily and use that ability actively. You have to make up for what you ruined, right?”
“Sob… Yes.”
Snake-like fingers caressed Evener’s bare upper body.
“My love. My poor and pretty oga.”
He whispered sweetly. When he spoke like this, Evener’s eyes would shine with emotion. No matter how intelligent and rational a person is, they are helpless before love. As long as Evener loved Clifton and had imprinted on him, this was always an effective ans.
Evener’s eyes looked up at Clifton with a slight expectation.
Clifton smiled, tapping the face filled with hope with his fingers. That handso smile that always made his lover look at him entranced.
“What are you doing? Hurry up and undress.”
“What…?”
“Your body already has trouble getting pregnant. If we don’t start trying from today, what use will you be?”
The eyes that had held expectation visibly clouded with hurt. Seeing that, Clifton ordered in an even colder voice, as if it was none of his concern.
“Get on all fours.”
“……”
“Even if we’re behind them in the wedding, shouldn’t we be ahead in pregnancy?”
Only ssy panting sounds remained in the room. Those sounds sotis contained screams and sorrow that made it impossible to think they were from a lover.
Perhaps even if it’s not perfect…
Flutter flutter.
The sound of thin papers trembling filled the first-class compartnt of the running train.
The newspaper held in shaking white hands had a title printed in large letters:
–
First Duchess Born in 35 Years! … Wedding of the Century Accompanied by ‘Light of the Ocean’
It was the Eldon Tis, one of the empire’s largest dia outlets.
And around it were other newspapers, weeklies, and a few magazines spread out ssily. It was the trace of soone who had already thoroughly examined all the contents while trembling in shock.
Bold letters stood out on each of the randomly strewn papers.
–
Baron Willoughby’s Candid Analysis After Attending the Reception Party!
– This Week’s lissa’s Ho Journal Special “The Talk of the Town Reception Party”
– 15-Course Formal Dinner by Popular Chef Martin from Blanche.
Exclusive Dessert Recipes!
– An Insider Speaks “Are the Two Really a Love Match?”
Rustle!
Valentin roughly folded the newspaper he was holding.
“No… Who on earth is this official spokesperson for the ducal family?”
His pupils, trembling like the newspaper he was holding, turned to his husband in front of him. Valentin scanned the various strewn newspapers again without waiting for an answer. All kinds of dia in the empire were buzzing about their wedding. Goodness… Who knew it would cause such a commotion.
“Good heavens…”
Reynard slowly put down the teacup he was holding. The cup made a clinking sound as it settled on the saucer. My, he alone seems so carefree.
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