The Prince Who Loved Me - Chapter 54

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Chapter 54

 

“What? What kind of rumor?”

 

Harper glanced around nervously before whispering in Bada’s ear.

 

“That His Highness… likes, likes men. Hiccup! That’s the rumor.”

 

At this, Bada blinked her large eyes as if asking what she was talking about.

 

“So to hide that fact, you two had a fake marriage… Oops!”

 

Dorothy, who was slightly drunk but still mostly sober, hurriedly covered Harper’s mouth.

 

“Haha, she’s drunk and talking nonsense. Just ignore her, Lady.”

 

Dorothy blamed herself for spreading rumors to loose-lipped Harper and looked at Bada with a pounding heart.

 

Fortunately, the Lady seemed quite drunk too. She probably wouldn’t remember today’s conversation once she sobered up.

 

But at that moment, Bada opened her mouth with a thoughtful expression.

 

“That’s not right…”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“That can’t be right…”

 

Soon Bada lowered her voice and sent a meaningful look to the two women.

 

“His Highness comes to my room every dawn, you know?”

 

At those words, Harper’s eyes widened as she exclaimed. Meanwhile, Dorothy’s face turned pale.

 

“Wooow, I’m so jealous! This is presumptuous, but I’m curious what the Prince is actually like in bed. There’s some really steamy fanfiction about His Highness. Hehe. It reminds me of that.”

 

“Fanfiction?”

 

“Yes. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was as popular as a boy band among people our age. We had memories of putting up posters of the Prince on our walls and collecting photos. They’re a bit old, but there’s really a lot of fanfiction online with the Prince as the male lead. Hiccup! Among them, ‘Dark Prince Damien’ is the steamiest… well, that’s what I heard… but is it okay to talk about this stuff?”

 

“Oh my…”

 

At that, Dorothy stood up abruptly as if angry and grabbed Harper by the collar.

 

“She’s way too drunk. Get up quickly! We need to get back to work!”

 

“Ugh, why are you being like this? We were just about to have an interesting conversation. Hiccup!”

 

“Come on! We apologize, Lady.”

 

Dorothy practically dragged the drunk Harper, who couldn’t control her body, out of the reception room.

 

Bada watched them with unfocused eyes and waved her hand.

 

“Take care.”

 

Even after the reception room door closed, Bada sat still for a long while.

 

When the footsteps finally faded away, she got up. Then she opened the window to air out the reception room that reeked of alcohol.

 

“…”

 

Unlike her disheveled appearance from earlier, Bada’s eyes were now crystal clear.

 

In fact, Bada remembered the warning Damien had given when she first set foot in Windswood House.

 

‘The Windswood House servants are people hired through thorough filtering, but you can’t be 100% at ease.’

 

‘It’s not like I’m oblivious either.’

 

Bada was well aware that some servants didn’t think favorably of her.

 

Fortunately, Harper was immature but the type whose inner thoughts were easily readable. Dorothy, on the other hand, had something suspicious about her.

 

She didn’t openly despise her, but sometimes Bada could feel flashes of contempt crossing her face.

 

Some days she would deliberately serve tea that was clearly cold, but then on other days she would change her attitude as if feeling sorry and take care of various things.

 

She was someone whose thoughts were impossible to gauge.

 

The moment Harper pulled out the whiskey flask from her bosom earlier, a suspicion crossed Bada’s mind.

 

Could this be a scheme to get me drunk and extract some information?

 

It seemed necessary to confirm whether that thought was correct.

 

So Bada pretended to be drunk while playing along appropriately.

 

But instead, she learned about the rumors circulating among the servants and Mrs. Rosa’s true face, so it was profitable.

 

‘By the way, it seems everyone is suspicious because Damien doesn’t visit my bedroom.’

 

Since she had leaked false information to the two that he came to her bedroom every dawn, she would be able to prevent the rumors from growing for a while.

 

‘But I think I need to take more definitive measures. Sigh.’

 

Bada was about to throw the flask containing whiskey in the trash but tucked it away instead. Then she got up and headed to her bedroom.

 

* * *

 

“Pfft… Kk.”

 

Strange sounds flowed out through the crack of Bada’s slightly open bedroom door.

 

Servants passing through the corridor lingered by the door with puzzled expressions.

 

‘What’s that sound?’

 

Then they peered through the crack at Lady Yu sitting at her desk in the distance, laughing, before tilting their heads and moving on.

 

In fact, Bada was reading fanfiction on her tablet PC with Damien as the male protagonist.

 

Trying to hold back her laughter had caused strange sounds to come from her throat instead.

 

As Harper had said, hundreds of fanfictions with Damien as the male protagonist were floating around the internet.

 

In the novels, he crossed various professions from vampire to time traveler, psychopath CEO, to F1 driver. There were also many sexual novels filled with raw desire.

 

‘Damien would get serious if he knew I was reading stuff like this, right?’

 

Even knowing this, she couldn’t stop due to curiosity.

 

Moreover, even though they were novels, Damien played various roles so well that they were enjoyable to read.

 

While scrolling, Bada clicked on ‘Dark Prince Damien,’ said to be the most famous among Damien’s fanfictions.

 

‘This must be the fanfiction Harper mentioned, right?’

 

Set in a fantasy medieval period like Game of Thrones, it seemed to deal with the story of the villainous Prince Damien who covets the throne and the female protagonist who is a spy disguised as his maid.

 

Bada read through the novel.

 

A room thick with smoke from burning aphrodisiac incense.

 

A terribly low voice brushed against Laurel’s ear.

 

‘To think the little rat hiding in my sanctuary was Laurel. I don’t know whether to be happy or sad about this.’

 

Only then did Laurel realize that both her wrists were bound to Damien’s bed. She tried to make a sound, but a gag was firmly placed in her mouth.

 

Soon Damien, who had climbed on top of her body, traced her lips and neckline with his fingers.

 

‘I have no hobby of touching maids, but if it’s a matter of dealing with a little rat, that’s a different story.’

 

“…”

 

Bada took a sip of Harper’s whiskey. The strong alcohol burned down her esophagus, bringing warm heat to her stomach.

 

‘You’ll have to pay for betraying me with your body. For life, by my side.’

 

Damien began to untie the strings of Laurel’s maid outfit one by one. His fingertips were trembling with excitement. As if he had been picturing this moment for a long time.

 

Bada began to get absorbed without realizing it.

 

The sultry and sensual love scenes made her ears turn completely red. She didn’t think she could read this with a clear mind.

 

‘…But it’s more interesting than I thought?’

 

Bada sipped the whiskey while reading through the rest of the text.

 

* * *

 

A few hours later.

 

Damien, who had returned home earlier than usual, was reviewing documents in his office.

 

Unconsciously casting his gaze toward the open door crack, he checked his wristwatch.

 

Usually around this time, Bada would pretend to pass by the corridor while stealing glances at him through the door crack, then hurriedly move away as if afraid of being caught.

 

He pretended not to notice, but watching that scene was actually the only pleasure of his boring days.

 

But today, for some reason, there was no sign of anyone.

 

Sensing something unusual, Damien left his office and looked around.

 

“…”

 

After hesitating for a moment, he made his way to Bada’s bedroom.

 

Now that the attention he’d been receiving was gone, he was wandering around looking for that attention like some immature adolescent boy.

 

But he had his own reasons for keeping his distance from her.

 

Whenever he looked at her, a smile would keep forming on his face, and he’d want to reach out and touch her.

 

It wasn’t easy to control himself like that.

 

If his emotions were suddenly exposed, the whole truth about their contract engagement might be revealed.

 

Arriving in front of Bada’s bedroom, he stared through the slightly open door.

 

There, he could see Bada with her face buried in a desk piled high with books. She seemed to be sleeping.

 

Silently approaching her side with careful steps, he looked down at Bada sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the world.

 

A languid smile crossed his lips.

 

‘She’s so cute I could die.’

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