“You seem very interested, Jasmine.”
As their gazes met, Jasmine awkwardly scratched her cheek.
“Well… I’ve never experienced it… since I don’t have a fiancé. But Elise is looking forward to marriage, and Patricia has a fiancé, so they must have experienced it.”
The kingdom was extremely conservative towards women. A woman could only kiss if she was engaged, and could only have her first night after marriage, unlike men who could indulge freely with their lovers.
Of course, some would secretly kiss.
“I’m sorry for asking such a personal question.”
Jasmine shrank back, embarrassed.
“No, it’s something friends can certainly talk about.”
“Fr-friends?”
Jasmine blinked in surprise.
“Of course. Sharing good food in the afternoon is something friends do. And friends can certainly talk about their first kiss.”
Elise looked for agreement from Patricia and Deboah.
Without stating it outright, even the yet-to-be-kissed Patricia and Deboah seemed curious and nodded.
“Kissing is like…”
At that moment, Elise didn’t think of Chase, whom she had kissed countless times in her past life, but of Karan, whom she had kissed for the first time last night.
“I’m so curious.”
As Elise drew out her words, Jasmine grew impatient.
Elise smiled faintly, recalling her kiss with Karan.
Before their lips touched, their breath mingled. Karan lightly captured Elise’s lower lip and then pulled away.
When Elise opened her eyes, Karan whispered.
“Don’t close your eyes.”
Their lips approached again. Was it Karan’s eyelashes that trembled?
Relieved that she wasn’t the one trembling, Karan suddenly pressed his lips more urgently.
Karan’s tongue entered, thoroughly exploring Elise’s mouth.
He didn’t take his eyes off her. Overwhelmed by his intense gaze, Elise finally closed her eyes.
Karan’s kisses grew more fervent, like a giant predator. He devoured and engulfed Elise.
Karan’s tongue inflamed her with heat. With his intense movements, Elise’s body responded fervently.
Just with a kiss, she felt like melting away. If Karan hadn’t held her waist, she would have collapsed.
Gasping for breath, Elise pushed his shoulder. Panting, their lips parted momentarily.
And then the next kiss was gentler.
Like a mother licking her child’s wound, the tender kiss muddled Elise’s senses.
So, to Elise, kissing was a process of being tamed by a wild, fierce beast.
“Your Highness, I have brought the information you requested.”
It was late for receiving reports, but Karan greeted Hartvin with a composed face.
His master, after all, was a person for whom day and night held no meaning. Desired tasks had to be done immediately, and curiosity satisfied without delay.
With Karan disregarding the difference between day and night, Hartvin also adapted to a life where night was like day, and day was like day.
In harsh working conditions, any normal person would have fled, but Hartvin, who saw Karan as more than a mere superior, worked diligently.
‘The pay is generous, after all.’
But that didn’t mean he had no complaints.
“Couldn’t you give me a more generous deadline next time?”
“I gave you two days.”
Karan retorted sharply.
Just two days ago, he had been grinning like a madman, but from the afternoon onwards, he turned gloomy.
“Do you think it’s possible to uncover personal and secretive details about a foreign prince in just two days?”
Thud. Karan put down the pen he was fiddling with in his fingers.
Hartvin flinched reflexively at the piercing gaze sharper than a pen nib.
“So, you couldn’t do it?”
Karan’s voice was pointed and demanding.
“Of course not. Who do you think I am? Your loyal confidant, your right-hand man, Hartvin. I found out.”
Karan’s eyes softened as Hartvin boasted, and he gestured with his hand for him to hurry up with the report.
“Exactly as you guessed, Miss Elise Walton has broken off her relationship with Prince Chase. What should we do about the business dealings that were proceeding in Prince Chase’s name?”
Elise had let go of him. That meant there was no longer any reason for him to help Chase from behind the scenes.
“Just flip it over immediately.”
Clatter. The ice in the glass melted and slid around.
Karan stopped shaking his wrist and stared intently at the glass.
The deep amber liquid had thinned out significantly.
It just about matched the color of Elise’s hair.
Blonde with a hint of orange.
Karan took a deep breath, as if still sensing her scent lingering at the tip of his nose.
Just thinking about her heated his body.
Karan downed the cold drink in one gulp and stood by the window.
Opening the window, he heard the sound of drunken people shouting.
“Damn, those Treetris people are staying here? Ptooey, ptooey. No wonder the taste of the booze is so damn bad.”
“Shh, be quiet. Don’t you know the guys who caused trouble here last time were found half dead in the forest?”
“What? What are you talking about?”
The men whispered, their voices hushed.
Words like ‘Treetris’ and ‘revenge’ floated in the air.
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
