I Became the Younger Sister of a Regretful Obsessive Male Lead - Chapter 100

Lucian glared at the two unwelcome people with a hideous glare. Depressed from the jeweler, he was so angry that he forgot he was holding Rachel’s face. So, he inadvertently clasped what was in his grasp.

“Ugh, Brother.”

Only after hearing the mournful sound from the other side did he let go of his hand in surprise.

“Are you okay, Ray?”

He hurriedly wrapped Rachel’s face softly and checked. Seeing that her skin was a little red, he bit his lips.

“It’s okay, don’t worry too much. It was really, really, just a little uncomfortable.”

Instead of getting angry, Lucian was again offended by her voice that calmed him down. Why did she say anything was fine? Would it be okay for the fox to beg her to buy it? Was it okay for him to treat her so harshly? Was she really okay with that? Even if he did whatever he wanted…?

If only he could monopolize her…

A distorted lust for monopoly swelled in him. The desire that existed deep inside his stomach surged as if finding this was an opportunity.

Would she know if he didn’t tell her directly?

“Hmm, it’s fate that we met like this, so I just can’t go. After all, why don’t we drink tea together? It’s not like we don’t know each other.”

At the Prince’s disrespectful attitude now, Lucian glanced at him for a long time with his strangely glowing eyes.

The next moment, Noah, who was behind the Prince, came forward and greeted him.

“Lu-Lucian. Long time no see. I’m sorry I couldn’t congratulate you…being the Duke right away.”

At his absurd remarks, Lucian burst into laughter.

Behind the scenes, he pretended not to know anything about Noah getting associated with the Prince, and the hesitant appearance was absolutely disgusting. To him, who listened to Amber, the fox, and the hawk shapeshifter about the situation of the day Noah rudely attacked that day.

There was no way Noah’s behavior could be seen as good to Lucian now.

“Baron Castila abuses the rules when he doesn’t even appear in the salon.”

Noah’s shoulders trembled at the direct and cold voice. His pale face was stained red with shame.

If someone they didn’t know saw it, they might feel sorry for his pitiful figure. However, Lucian didn’t stop talking to him. He was so annoyed that he wanted to kill Noah on the spot.

“Can’t Baron see my Rachel in your eyes? How can a person who doesn’t even have proper greetings become a baron? Or are you ignoring the Leon family?”

Rachel grabbed his hand as his voice grew increasingly bloody. She pinched her fingers between his fingers as she grabbed them tight.

Then, Lucian spoke in a casual tone.

“Thank you for the Prince’s suggestion, but we were about to get up. I hope you two have a good time together.”

After delivering the brief words, he took her hand and led her. He woke up with a smile as if the current situation was not at all unpleasant.

The blue eyes were filled with curiosity.

Then, Elliot and Noah glanced at each other alternately. Elliot’s attitude made him feel dirty. He didn’t know what kind of curiosity he had though he wasn’t happy to get that kind of attention today. Lucian was quite embarrassed by that cheerful attitude that did not match the mood.

When the rage that soared had subsided, Rachel spoke to Noah before leaving the place. With a cold expression on her face, he wondered if it was the person who had been smiling with him a while ago.

“No matter what the purpose of the salon is, what makes you think to speak casually in an open place like this? If you are a baron, please act like a baron. Don’t be rude to the Duke.”

The golden eyes widened at the cold and cold voice he had heard for the first time in his life. It didn’t stop there, and she turned to Noah. It was completely different from the way she was usually respectful all the time.

“All I’ll let go is that rude visit. Don’t be rude to our Lucian anymore, Noah de Castilla. Do you understand?”

“…I apologize.”

Rachel’s eyes changed sharply at Noah’s pitiful voice.

“It’s just as rude to not call me princess until the very end.”

Lucian was stunned at her words.

She used to call him brother in front of others, but now she proudly called him by his first name. She even said, ‘our Lucian.’

Lucian’s expression, with his eyes lifted fiercely, changed in an instant to gentleness.

Feeling better from when he was annoyed, he followed the small hand that was holding his hand and grabbed it tightly. He could feel the sweetness in his mouth. It was sweet and refreshing as if there were grapes in his mouth.

…Why did he feel this way when he saw her angry instead of him? Oh, maybe it was because the words sounded like a confession.

“Our Lucian…”

Rachel said to him, who muttered inaudibly.

“We are going back.”

He, too, moved his steps, looking into her eyes lovingly as she led him first.
Was the word ‘our’ such a thrilling word?

Lucian, following her with light steps as if walking on clouds, saw her calling the waiter.

“Yes, did you call?”

“Did you pack the melon-flavored candy?”

“Yes, I have it ready.”

His raised feelings were shattered by the words. Lucian, with a bloody expression, glanced at the waiter handing her the little box… yet habitually, he stole the box she was holding and held it for her. After some reckless action, he realized that it was the candy to give to the fox and wrinkled his face.

“Thank you, brother. Hehe.”

Looking down at Rachel, who was only bright, he made a decision. He decided that he should propose without waiting any longer. He wanted Rachel to recognize him first…

It was absurdly stupid.

What was the use of stealing her lips like that? Still, she didn’t see him as a man.

At the thought, Lucian clenched his teeth and glanced at Rachel, who was smiling next to him. Then, she smiled brightly at him, like someone who had forgotten everything that had just happened… as if it was insignificant.

…The smile, which should only be adorable, was strangely frustrating today.

‘Can you kiss brother? I won’t. So, you forgot to kiss me and smile like that?’

As soon as Lucian arrived at the mansion, he immediately envisioned in his mind a plan to marry her. He didn’t even think about rejection. It was none other than Rachel who told him to make a double plan.

No, he was going to make plans, this time not double, but a triple or a quadruple, and he would have her in his hands.

He had no intention of letting her go in the first place.

After returning to the mansion, Lucian took Rachel to her room and stopped by his own. Pulling out the documents he had prepared beforehand from the secret drawer, Lucian thought for a moment as he spun the papers.

In the meantime, he had been drunk in her exhilarating touch. He wants her to love him first. It was a really mighty thing. Rachel was close to absoluteness like a full moon, like the logic of the world.

Such a dazzling and elegant moon that became a milestone in the dark night.

“You can’t reject me…”

His voice was terribly high-pressure. She had to allow him to marry her.

Whether it was brother-sister, or a relationship of the opposite sex, she had to be forever Leon and was to be under his authority. He had no intention of letting her out of this mansion in any way. Of course, the most ideal form would be a couple.

Lucian opened the brought jewel box. Inside was a pair of finely decorated rings, exactly as Rachel had drawn them.

It was very satisfying to see the ring in the shape of two sapphires of the same color as the eyes of the two people looking at each other. Then, he put the ring for Rachel in the ring case he had prepared separately for her.

As he stared at the ring he would wear for a moment, without hesitation, he put it on his ring finger.

After collecting the papers, he did not delay and headed to Rachel’s room. He was nervous but not worried. And while his heart was hot, his head was still. It was a simple theory.

Rachel, his savior, and world—changed from his sister to his wife. She always had to be right next to him.

…His mate, his companion, his spouse.

He wanted to add a title that only a wife could have. So, he wanted to let everyone know. Rachel wasn’t his sister, she was his lover and would be his wife.

Knock, knock – knock – knock, knock, knock.

After the cryptic knock, he waited. There was a light running sound the next moment, and the door opened. Looking down at her round blue eyes, Lucian smiled contentedly. In the future, only he would be in those eyes.

“Huh? Aren’t you going to work?”

“I have something to tell you.”

“Come on in!”

Rachel opened the door and smiled happily. Even though it wasn’t long after they separated, she had gotten used to being with him, so when they separated, she felt sorry.

Lucian felt a deep satisfaction in seeing her like that.

“Huh…? You’re wearing the ring? Wow, I thought it would fit, too!”

Lucian’s lips loosened at Rachel’s praise, who immediately noticed his ring. He grabbed her hand with the hand wearing the ring and led her to the sofa. After putting down the papers he brought on the table, he took out the ring case from the inside pocket of his jacket.

“I have something to tell you, Ray.”

Only Rachel was filled with nervous golden eyes and an expression that she did not understand.