— Lloyd.
- Yes, mistress.
“Could you please stop calling me ‘mistress’?”
- Don't want.
Adaline glanced briefly at the watch she had personally purchased, and her face took on a serious expression.
Just by calling her mistress, this boy, unwilling to obediently obey, was doomed to grow up and become an assassin, picked up by the head of an underground criminal organization with his sights set on his life.
He used to be a respectful and obedient child, but how did he become like this?
- Let's have a drink. Today is the day I have been waiting for all my life.
“You mentioned that you were waiting for the day when the Saint would get married.”
- Yes. Now I'm finally free!
- Interesting...
- Hmm?
- Doesn't matter. Doesn't matter. If the owner wants it, so be it.
Lloyd glanced at the article on the front page of the newspaper.
An exaggerated article title dedicated to the Wedding of the Century, with the Saint's radiant smile.
And the face of the man standing calmly next to the Saint, also with a smile.
Adaline has repeatedly stated that they are destined to be together. For this, she even faked her own death.
Predetermined fate and happy ending.
- Is it true?
Lloyd thought as he looked at the man's face in the newspaper.
Is this really the beginning of the “happy ending” that Adaline so often talked about?
- That crazy look?
---Having finally achieved the "happy ending" she had been waiting for all her life, Adaline decided to return to the capital of the Delmez Empire after a long absence.
And all because of one letter.
No matter how naughty a daughter she was, she couldn't help but attend her mother's funeral.
If this had happened before the “end,” she would not have been able to come even if she wanted to, but now that it was all over, she needed to fulfill at least the minimum duty of her daughter. After all, she was the one who gave birth to and raised her, even if Adaline did nothing but disappoint.
But then... this happened.
“It’s time for you to wake up, Adaline.”
- Huh.
Why was she kidnapped?
'The main character'.
The main character, Shane, stood in front of her and smiled affectionately. His black hair was longer than Adaline remembered.
A little more mature, a little...
Adaline blinked, interrupting her thoughts.
His still beautiful blue eyes seemed strangely bright, they glowed like the sea.
Blue is a mixture of feelings, be it despair or hope.
- A?
- Long time no see, my beloved bride.
- Bride? You're already married.
Instead of answering, Shane smiled widely. Adaline thought his smile was somehow unfamiliar. She was not just affectionate, she was icy.
There was a cold madness in her.
“If I had known that you would fall for something as simple as announcing your death, I would have done it sooner.”
- What…?
Adaline's breath caught. She didn't know where she was, but she felt like she shouldn't stay here.
When she tried to get up, Shane came close to her. Feeling a shadow looming over her, Adaline unconsciously pulled back and leaned her back against the head of the bed.
- Shhh, calm down.
“You kidnapped someone and now you’re telling him to calm down?!” Does this make sense?!
“If you don’t do this, I’m afraid you will disappear again.”
His voice was still soft, his smiling face was still beautiful, but something was wrong. The man who never took his eyes off her for a second was out of his mind.
Shane smiled tenderly. His blue eyes sparkled brightly.
A large hand touched her cheek. The gentle caress was warm, but the skin was rough and hard. Adalyn couldn't help but frown.
Her hands were shaking slightly.
Did she sense something was wrong? It is he who should tremble after such an act.
It must be him.
However, oddly enough, even knowing that she had fallen into a trap, she was not afraid that this hand could harm her.
Shane wouldn't do that.
It was trust.
- It feels like I'm dreaming. That you are actually alive and moving.
- Really? It's more like a nightmare.
- ABOUT? But now it looks more like reality. Unlike you.
His words sounded caustic.
- Where are we? Maybe we should go out and talk first? I'll explain everything, okay? – Adalyn begged.
Looks like they needed to talk. Shane twitched the corner of his mouth in response to Adaline's request.
As if mocking her words.
“Then you’ll run away again.”
-...No...
- My beautiful bride, who knows how to lie.
-...
“Now you won’t be able to escape anywhere.”
‘Damn it, I screwed up.’