For the Young Villain’s Happy Ending - Chapter 133

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Chapter 133

Every time our lips met, every time my gaze found Raina Hart’s, every time her hand caressed me—I suffered an unbearable thirst in each moment. I wanted to covet her more, to hold her closer.
Would drawing breath ease this thirst? I buried my nose against Raina Hart’s nape and inhaled deeply. No—the thirst only intensified.
At this rate, I might devour her entirely.

“Raina Hart.”

I rose onto my knees, pressing them against the mattress. Eyes accustomed to darkness could see clearly who lay beneath me—a beautiful luminescence against white bedding.
Lavender hair scattered like petals across the white sheets. Silver eyes, glistening like transparent dew reflecting sunlight, held me tenderly. Ragged breaths escaped between her lips—rougher than usual. I slowly parted my lips toward her.

“Here… I must stop.”

I had to stop before I consumed her entirely. Before I coveted everything of hers.
Yet the words wouldn’t come easily. My fever-hazed mind held only desire for Raina Hart.
I clenched my teeth, grasping for reason. My jaw hardened with tension. Raina Hart reached toward me.

“Keri.”

Her touch was as tender as her plaintive call, settling on my right thigh.
I glanced downward at that touch, then slowly moved my gaze toward Raina Hart. Through the haze of heat, I took her in. My entire mouth had gone dry with thirst. I felt I might go mad wanting to devour you.

“…I won’t be able to stop.”

It was a final warning.
Flee if you wish to escape. Otherwise, it would be better not to begin at all. Only a single thread of reason remained. What was left was the instinct of a beast that coveted her.
Raina Hart nodded.

“It’s alright.”

Something snapped audibly in my mind. I tore off my shirt roughly. The exposed torso was larger than it appeared beneath fabric. Beautiful as a sculpture, savage as a beast.
Raina Hart gazed up at me quietly, then raised herself halfway. Her hand traced up my thigh, touching taut skin.
A barely restrained breath escaped my lips. In that instant, the world Raina Hart saw shifted in a blur.

…

My head sank into the plush pillow. Veins stood prominent on muscular arms within Raina Hart’s field of vision. Kevenriak Heteroven had laid her back on the bed, trapping her beneath both his arms. The two of them locked eyes, and their hearts raced wildly.
Like a beast claiming prey that no one could steal from him, he enveloped her. The muscles of his broad back rippled. Kevenriak gathered his scattered reason and spoke to her.

“Raina Hart, I adore you.”

His depleted patience gave her no chance to respond. His lips sealed hers. Unlike the rough way he’d shed his shirt, his touch against her was exquisitely tender. Her skin burned where it met his rising warmth.
His fingertips caressed her shoulder blades, then slowly traced down her spine. Raina Hart, without realizing it, bowed her head forward and buried her face in his embrace.

“Ah….”

Lips against her shoulder seemed to soothe her. From shoulder to neck, from neck to lips. The kisses, which had become familiar in their brevity, stirred her mind with heat once more. When the tingling sensation began to feel less strange, Raina Hart trembled slightly.

“Tell me if it hurts.”

A sensation incomparable to anything before washed over her. Kevenriak Heteroven devoted himself to quenching his thirst, only occasionally checking that she was well. Like the warning that he could not stop, his hands and lips coveted her. Careful, relentless, sometimes fierce. As time passed, soft gasps escaped her lips. Her knees rose reflexively, her feet arcing.

“….”

The Grand Mage’s pale skin flushed wherever the Emperor’s hands touched. Kevenriak Heteroven poured his mana into those marks as he lowered his lips again. Over the handprints that faded in an instant, crimson petals bloomed one by one. The vivid red marks that would not fade seemed to declare that she was his lover. Raina Hart, I….

***

“Keri.”
“Yes.”

The two lay in bed, their bodies turned sideways toward each other.
Raina Hart, cradled in Kevenriak Heteroven’s arms, spoke to him.

“They say people cry when they’re too happy.”

Kevenriak Heteroven, who had been gazing at her quietly, caressed Raina Hart’s cheek. The tears that had been flowing were wiped away by his careful touch.

“Raina Hart, don’t cry.”

Even if she was crying from happiness, his heart ached when he saw tears on her face.
Raina Hart let out a small laugh at his words.

“You’re greedy.”
“Yes, I am.”

Kevenriak readily admitted it. Had he not, would I have dared to covet Raina Hart?
Raina Hart’s hand touched the corner of Kevenriak’s eye. Moisture clung to her fingertips.

“Why are you crying, Keri?”
“…Because I’m happy.”

At those words, Raina Hart smiled. I had considered teasing her, but I wanted to quietly savor this languid happiness instead.
In the silent room, the sound of my heartbeat rang clear. It was a most pleasant sound.

“Raina Hart.”
“…Yes.”

Drowsiness had been creeping in since earlier, weighing upon my eyelids. Raina Hart answered slowly, blinking with deliberate languor. Kevenriak’s low, measured voice sounded like a lullaby to my ears.

“May I remain by your side for all my life?”
“….”
“In exchange, I will give you everything I am.”

Having confessed my sole desire, I gazed down at the quiet figure resting against my chest.
Soft, rhythmic breathing filled the silence.

***

The Knights contacted us the next morning.

Zing—
Raina Hart woke at the vibration of the communication device.
She reached out a hand from beneath the blanket, fumbling along the headrest, then realized the sound came from the sofa and summoned the communication device with a calling spell.
She tried to check the sender while still under the covers, but her attention was drawn elsewhere.
Between the loosened fabric of his robe lay a broad chest, collarbones extending in sharp lines, defined abdominal muscles, and lean musculature scattered across his upper body, all marked with vivid bruises and marks….

“….”

Far too scandalous for a morning view.
Raina Hart carefully drew his robe closed.
Kevenriak’s laughter echoed above the blanket. Raina Hart asked him a question.

“When did you wake up?”
“Just now.”
“…How do you feel?”
“I’m fine. Did Keri use Heal?”
“Yes.”

Our conversation drifted across the expanse of the plush blanket between us. As Raina Hart attempted to sit up, Kevenriak Heteroven released the arm that had been cradling her.

“….”

Yet I remained trapped within the blanket’s cocoon, kneeling and prostrate, unable to move. Beyond the quilted sanctuary awaited the harsh, crystalline reality illuminated by the brilliant morning sun streaming through the window. I needed courage to face that reality—to confront the world after last night’s intoxicating fervor had faded.
Kevenriak gazed quietly at the rounded mound of blanket. His eyes and the corners of his mouth, suffused with barely suppressed laughter, overflowed with affection. He found happiness merely in imagining what thoughts occupied her beneath that fabric.

‘Yes.’

After deliberating at length, I made my decision. I could not spend my entire life hidden away like a turtle retreated into its shell.
I had to confront this transformed relationship. Kevenriak Heteroven and I were no longer defined solely as master and student.

“….”

Once my resolve crystallized, my periwinkle hair, frizzed with static electricity, peeked timidly from beneath the blanket. As I gathered my courage and lifted my gaze, Kevenriak Heteroven spoke to me.

“Raina Hart.”

A radiant smile.
The way he spoke my name while smiling made it abundantly clear how utterly delighted he was.
Unable to contain the ticklish sensation blooming in my chest, I rose and wrapped my arms around him in an embrace.
The soft silk sleeves of my negligee brushed against his cheek.

“Do you know how much I cherish you?”

The memories I could truly call my own began from the moment I entered this world. If that marked the span of my lifetime, then Kevenriak Heteroven had been present for nearly all of it. The most precious person in my life.

[…Protect my happy ending.]

I have lived my entire existence for your happy ending.
I pressed my cheek against the crown of Kevenriak Heteroven’s head. Even in the morning, his hair carried a wonderful fragrance, soft and pristine.

“…Raina Hart.”
“I think I love Keri far more than he loves me.”
“That’s impossible.”

At Raina Hart’s unintended provocation, Kevenriak Heteroven seized her wrist. His sharp blue eyes, lifted to meet hers, gazed at her with unwavering intensity.

“If you knew how long I’ve yearned for you, Raina Hart, you’d be utterly astonished.”
“How long, then?”
“That’s a secret.”

Kevenriak brought his forehead gently to hers.
Their gazes locked in confrontation, but only for a moment. The corners of both their mouths lifted slightly. Just as their lips, trembling with laughter, were about to touch, the communication device—which had gone silent—rang out once more.
Only then did Raina Hart recall the communication device lying carelessly on the bed and checked the caller’s identity.

“Fontepon?”

He was in the midst of collecting oaths from the lords alongside Shukal, acting under the Emperor’s command.
What could be so urgent this early in the morning?
The fact that he was contacting her repeatedly seemed unusual. When Raina Hart accepted the communication, an urgent voice poured through the device.

– R-Raina Hart!
“Yes?”

Despite having spoken with Raina Hart yesterday after she’d reclaimed her body, Fontepon’s voice trembled with emotion at the sound of her voice.

– *Sob*. You’re speaking directly….”
“Get to the point.”
– A-Ah!

At Raina Hart’s words, Fontepon hastily relayed his urgent matter.

– There are people exhibiting abnormal behavior!
“Abnormal behavior?”
– As if their minds were being controlled…!

Controlled people.
Raina Hart and Kevenriak Heteroven simultaneously narrowed their brows with identical expressions.
For some reason, the Third Prince’s rebellion came to mind.

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