The Obsessive Male Leads Want to Eat Me Alive - Chapter 93

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Chapter 93
“How far does your nonsense carry?”
At that moment, a beautiful and frigid face appeared beside Kyle, who had just declared his love and issued a challenge.
Purple eyes narrowed to slits.
It was Heinrich.
“….”
“Kyle, Marquis Winston.”
Arrogant crimson lips enunciated his name with deliberate precision.
“You were quite rude to me last time, weren’t you? …Unless you wish to die.”
“I apologize.”
Kyle immediately bowed his head in apology with composure. Yet there was nothing servile about it.
If anything, his dignified demeanor made him appear all the more confident and mature.
“…Ha.”
Heinrich’s eyes widened with exasperation.
“You clearly knew last time that I was the Grand Duke of Hyacinth. You cunning bastard.”
There was no one in Eldorado who didn’t know Heinrich.
The notorious reputation of this beautiful yet perilous “Vipantum” had spread quite widely.
Every noble knew of Heinrich.
Kyle showed no intention of hiding it. He simply gazed at him directly.
“Look at this.”
A hint of irritation flickered across Heinrich’s arrogant face.
Seeing such behavior, it seemed all the marquises in Eldorado deserved extinction.
I wanted to teach him his place immediately, but this was a party venue.
I knew how much effort Anette had put into this party and all her preparations (especially when making the third enormous cake).
I didn’t want to cause a scene.
―Instead, I showed him his place differently.
“Pay attention, boy.”
Heinrich pointed to Sisrain across the way (Sisrain had already returned to an expressionless face, appearing utterly indifferent to the antics of the spoiled brat and the deer).
“That one is the Crown Prince.”
Then he pointed to himself.
“This one is a Grand Duke, the wealthiest magnate in Eldorado, and a magical genius. …And the most handsome among us at that.”
The Crown Prince is simply the Crown Prince, so why do I have so many descriptors?
―Truly, this man is rather amusing.
Heinrich then pointed directly at Kyle, narrowing his eyes.
“You’re merely a ‘paltry’ marquis.”
“….”
“For men, it’s all about ‘money and power.’ Clearly, you’re lacking in every way, aren’t you?”
Kyle, who had been listening quietly, smiled with his characteristic aristocratic grace, and without any hint of intimidation, shot back.
“Isn’t the choice ultimately Anette’s to make?”
This bastard—where does his confidence come from?
Despite being ignored, Kyle showed no sign of being ruffled, which only irritated Heinrich further.
Of course, the Marquis was also a high-ranking nobleman, and the Winston Family, which oversaw the Demon Subjugation Corps in particular, was a meritorious house with more prestige than most Grand Dukes.
However, this attitude did not stem from that family’s position.
“You really don’t understand….”
Zian’s voice turned cold and sharp. Heinrich leaned his face close to Kyle’s, his crimson lips curling with malice.
“Keep acting like that and you’ll die. Along with your pack of pathetic subordinates.”
“…!”
His unwavering green eyes froze with a chill. Mentioning the Winstons was quite provocative—enough to stir genuine killing intent.
But.
“…I was so scared.”
“I really… was scared. I was trying to apologize….”
In that instant, I recalled Heinrich—his frame exceeding 180 centimeters—crumpling himself into Anette’s embrace with a whimpering expression.
“….”
Hold back. If I engage with that cunning fox, who knows what slander I’ll face next.
If I show such rough behavior one more time, Miss Anette might truly regard me as a ruffian.
Kyle pressed his lips together firmly and rose to his feet.
“Then, I shall take my leave.”
He bowed to Sisrain and Heinrich before departing.
What, he’s just leaving?
Heinrich watched his retreating figure with bewilderment, then spoke to Sisrain, who sat in silence.
“Let me be clear—I’m going to kill that bastard.”
“….”
“Don’t lay a hand on him.”
With that brief warning, Heinrich also left his seat.
Once the noisy chatter of those people faded, Sisrain, now alone, quietly lifted his wine glass.
It was at that very moment.
Soft thud—
Something plump and small came and bumped into him.
A little girl, barely three years old, thrust out her rice-grain-sized front teeth and spoke.
“I’m sorry.”
The child was light, but the wine had already spilled onto his clothes.
Normally he would have sensed her approach and dodged, but because she was so harmless and small, he hadn’t paid particular attention.
He didn’t concern himself with marshmallow-like things rolling across the floor on the breeze either.
“….”
His crimson eyes gazed silently at the child.
“Uu, huu….”
Merely receiving that gaze caused the child to whimper, her plump cheeks quivering.
With a soft clink, Sisrain set down his wine glass lightly and spoke.
“Go.”
“Yes.”
The sniffling child answered obediently, then pattered away—pitter-patter-pitter.
Sisrain rose from the table, his large hands brushing away the moisture from his soaked shirt buttons before heading inside.
Owen would have a spare shirt.
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As evening deepened, the party reached its crescendo.
The Village Band had arrived.
A massive bonfire blazed at the center, and the villagers linked arms, spinning in circles as they danced and drank wine.
The rising smoke dispersed into the sky alongside the villagers’ cheerful laughter.
“Ah… this is wonderful.”
Watching the scene unfold, I found myself smiling broadly and murmuring without thinking.
‘What would I have done if I’d canceled?’
Everyone was so happy, so delighted.
My mood lifted along with theirs.
Moreover, the Bakery would surely flourish even more from here on out.
The cake’s popularity was certainly contributing to the festive atmosphere.
“Come now, who’d like more cake! There’s plenty left, so please take some.”
The spirited self-employed entrepreneur, treating crisis as opportunity, boldly promoted the new cake menu at this mad hellish party.
“The cake is so delicious, Anette.”
“This cake will be available as a new menu item starting the day after tomorrow! You can have it again. Though the size will be smaller than this.”
“Then I’ll reserve one of these cakes for that date.”
“Me too! Reserve one for me!”
I smiled with satisfaction as I distributed sample cakes to the customers.
―Won’t everything just pass smoothly like this?
Positive feelings welled up inside me.
From tomorrow on, business would improve, and today would pass without incident.
As I distributed the cakes, I glanced over at ‘that table.’
‘Only Kyle is there.’
If all three of them were radiating that overwhelming presence, just watching would have made me dizzy, but this was a reassuring sight.
Good.
Let’s keep it this way.
By running away appropriately, avoiding, and acting shrewdly.
‘As long as I’m careful with Sisrain…’
It was precisely when I was lost in such thoughts, distracted.
The Twin Children came running and knocked over my plate of cake.
As a result, I was covered in whipped cream.
“Oh my, you rascals!”
Merilyn hurried over belatedly and scolded the twins.
“Really, why are you causing so much trouble today? Anette, I’m so sorry. What should we do? Oh dear…”
Merilyn was so apologetic that I lowered my brows and smiled at her.
“No, it’s fine. I wasn’t paying attention, so I couldn’t avoid it.”
I should change my clothes anyway.
I set down the cake plate and entered the house.
The first floor held the kitchen and a dining hall. Slipping past the gathered guests, I climbed to the second floor, then ascended further to the third floor, which had been converted into a rest area.
“Phew….”
I moved cautiously along the dim corridor.
Since there might be people in the rest area, I should slip into one of the unused small rooms.
Soon I reached the smallest room at the end of the corridor.
I carefully opened the door and stepped inside.
And.
“….”
Literally, I froze completely.
A man was already changing his clothes inside.
Click, click.
As he undid the buttons with his large hands and pulled his shirt open, his back came into view—muscles rippling across it like a beast’s.
“…!”
His body emanated an almost sensual presence. Especially to Anette, it felt overwhelming.
Her pale green eyes trembled.
It was the first time she’d ever seen a man’s body, and it was so utterly different from her own soft, delicate frame.
That stark contrast stirred an unfamiliar flutter in her chest.
He tossed his wrinkled shirt aside like garbage and reached for a fresh one.
As he did, he murmured softly.
“What are you doing.”
Anette flinched as if pricked by a needle.
“Stay right there.”
He draped the shirt over his broad shoulders and turned to face her, completely frozen form, his eyes narrowing darkly.
There she stood, barely managing to remain upright, trembling adorably.
“Ah, I was just… trying to leave….”
Thud, thud.
He walked toward her slowly. Anette’s eyes widened.
“…!”
I need to escape. Now.
Sensing instinctive danger, Anette grabbed the door handle and pulled it open.
But he was far faster.
His massive, beast-like hand engulfed her small, delicate one gripping the handle.
And then both hands together,
Slam!
closed the door.
Anette’s heart plummeted.
Enveloped completely by his enormous hands and the searing heat radiating from his towering frame before her, she could barely breathe.
Sisrain looked down at her. Then, with a subtle tone, his lips curved slightly.
“At last―”
My crimson eyes deepened as though they would swallow her whole.
“Trapped.”
That devastatingly low voice made my throat tighten.

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