The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies

Chapter 63

*Because of you… I’m willing to face the cruelty of reality.*

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*I Tricked a Shy, Innocent Girl into Sleeping With Me, and Then I Fell Asleep*

Adele woke from her nap with a jolt, her mind racing. That… sounded like the title of a light novel. Maybe she should try writing one. It would probably be a bestseller in this world.

But that wasn’t the point.

The point was, she had fallen asleep!

And she couldn’t remember anything about her dreams. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t recall a single detail.

*This is bad!*

Had she lost her ability to retain her memories from dreams? If so… it meant that no matter what Sharon did to her in her dreams… she wouldn’t remember any of it!

*What’s the point of having a dream harem if you can’t even remember the good parts?*

*Ahem. Focus, Adele.*

There was another explanation, a more likely one: Sharon hadn’t entered her dreams at all. She hadn’t even tried.

As Adele was pondering this, Sharon, who had been sleeping beside her, stirred, her eyes slowly opening.

The most beautiful thing in the world was waking up next to the person you loved. It might not have been morning, and there might not have been a gentle breeze caressing their faces, but for Sharon, seeing Adele’s sleeping face was enough to fill her heart with joy.

“You’re awake, Adele…” she whispered, her voice soft, her gaze filled with adoration.

“I forgot to say good afternoon. Can I say it now?”

Before Adele could even respond, she blurted out, “Good afternoon, Adele.”

Adele, who had been momentarily panicked by Sharon’s sudden awakening, blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering, her cheeks flushing. She instinctively snuggled closer to Sharon, her body seeking warmth, comfort, a touch that sent shivers down Sharon’s spine.

She was so vulnerable, so adorable, so… irresistible.

And they were in bed.

Sharon’s breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. Adele’s movement, her closeness, sent a very clear, very exciting message.

“Good afternoon, Sharon… When did I fall asleep?” Adele asked, her voice soft, her gaze meeting Sharon’s. She was fishing for information, trying to gauge Sharon’s reaction, to see if she had noticed anything… off.

“You… don’t remember?” Sharon asked, her voice barely a whisper, her pale gold eyes darting around, her cheeks burning with a blush that spread down her neck.

They said love could transform a person, make them shine from within. And it was true. Even Adele, who was usually so critical, couldn’t deny that Sharon, her hair tousled, her clothes askew, looked… captivating.

Her every movement, her every word, was laced with a shy, innocent sensuality that made Adele’s heart race.

And the way she phrased it, “that,” made it sound like they had done something… well, something far more intimate than simply sharing a bit of blood.

But the two bite marks on Sharon’s neck were a clear indication of what had actually transpired.

“You seemed so tired,” Sharon continued, her voice soft, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. “You just… fell asleep in my arms.”

“It’s… a bit embarrassing, actually.”

“I wasn’t sleepy at all.”

“So… I just… pretended to sleep, watching over you.”

“I was going to be your ‘human alarm clock,’ you know? Wake you up when it was time for class.”

Sharon’s attempt at humor was surprisingly charming.

“You have class this afternoon, after all.”

She didn’t mention the fact that she had spent the entire time staring at Adele’s sleeping face, her mind filled with… well, let’s just say her thoughts hadn’t been entirely pure.

She wasn’t stupid. She didn’t want Adele to think she was some kind of pervert.

Adele breathed a sigh of relief.

*So she didn’t try to… do anything to me in my dreams!*

*Thank goodness!*

*I knew it. Sharon is too timid to… well, to take the lead.*

Reassured, Adele snuggled closer to Sharon, her body seeking warmth, comfort, a touch that sent shivers down Sharon’s spine.

She had developed a fondness for cuddling lately. It was an unconscious act, a natural expression of her… well, of her inherent cuteness.

Sharon’s heart pounded in her chest, her bones aching with a mixture of pain and pleasure. She couldn’t help but tighten her embrace, pulling Adele closer.

Their eyes met, Adele’s gaze innocent, trusting, her pink eyes shining with a warmth that melted Sharon’s heart.

“So… my human alarm clock, how long until it goes off?” Adele asked, her voice playful.

“F-Five minutes…” Sharon stammered, her mind still reeling from Adele’s touch, her words betraying the fact that she knew Adele’s nap schedule.

“Five minutes…” Adele repeated, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Before Sharon could even process what that meant, Adele’s hand darted out, her fingers tickling Sharon’s side, sending a wave of uncontrollable laughter through her body.

“Haha… S-Stop it… Haha… Adele! Please…!”

“Spare me… Heehee…”

Sharon had no defenses against Adele’s playful assault. She was completely at her mercy.

Adele was enjoying herself immensely, her laughter echoing through the room as Sharon squirmed beneath her, her protests halfhearted, her body betraying her with its eagerness to be touched.

And then, Adele suddenly stopped, her movements stilled.

She felt a warm trickle running down her nose.

She touched her nose, her fingers coming away stained with blood.

Her vision swam, her body swaying.

She didn’t faint. She wasn’t squeamish. If she were, she wouldn’t have survived this long as a vampire.

But she was definitely shocked.

Sharon, her concern evident, scrambled out of bed, her gaze frantic as she searched for tissues.

After a bit of frantic dabbing, Adele’s nosebleed finally stopped.

When Sharon asked what had happened, Adele blamed it on the dry weather and her recent overindulgence in spicy food.

But she knew the real reason.

She had been… overdoing it lately. Drinking from both Celeste and Sharon, two high-quality blood sources… it had been a bit too much for her system to handle.

She had gotten carried away. It was her first time being a vampire, after all, and she had been enjoying the… perks.

She’d have to be more careful in the future.

But as she was berating herself for her gluttony, she didn’t notice Sharon glancing at the bloodstained tissues in the trash can, her throat tightening, her fangs aching.

Of course, she wouldn’t do anything… inappropriate. She might be insecure, but she wasn’t desperate.

She wanted to earn Adele’s trust, her affection, her… permission. She wanted to taste that precious blood, that sweet nectar, with Adele’s consent.

Until then, she would simply have to make do with the blood bags in the fridge.

*Patience, Sharon… Patience.*

They had wasted quite a bit of time, and if they didn’t leave soon, they’d be late for class.

They quickly got dressed and headed out.

As they were leaving, Adele glanced at the door next to hers, her brow furrowing slightly.

“I wonder who lives next door,” she said, her voice casual, as if she were simply making conversation. “You won’t believe this, but I’ve been living here since the semester started, and I’ve never even seen her.”

“…” Sharon was too terrified to speak.

“But she must be a kind, gentle soul,” Adele continued, her voice softening.

“…Why?”

“Because she’s always so considerate. She never makes any noise.” Adele smiled.

“It’s not her fault that she’s a recluse. People have different personalities.”

“I admire outgoing, energetic people. But I also admire quiet, introverted girls.”

“They’re capable of love too, just like us.”

Sharon pondered Adele’s words, her heart filled with a strange mixture of hope and despair.

They parted ways at a secluded spot near the school building.

Adele waved goodbye, and then, seeing that they were alone, she pulled Sharon into a hug.

Even though the sun was hidden behind a cloud, Sharon felt a warmth spread through her body, as if she were bathed in sunshine.

………………

Friday afternoon seemed to fly by. Adele was settling into the rhythm of school life, her days filled with a mixture of boredom and… well, let’s just say she was enjoying her newfound freedom.

She had even developed a habit of “accidentally” dropping her pen during class, using the opportunity to steal glances at Linlang’s legs, her gaze lingering on the smooth skin above her knee-high socks.

*It’s not peeking if it’s my wife… Right?*

Anyway, the afternoon classes ended without incident.

Adele and Linlang parted ways at the classroom door.

“Sorry, Linlang, I have plans today. I can’t walk you home,” Adele said, her voice apologetic.

Linlang’s fists clenched.

“…Who are you meeting?”

“Celeste,” Adele said, her voice casual. She had no reason to hide anything from Linlang.

Linlang frowned, her expression a mixture of confusion and disapproval.

“Why… Why are you still seeing her?”

“You don’t have to put up with her anymore, Adele.”

“If you need money… well, my family’s house is being demolished. I’m… I’m going to be rich soon.”

“It’ll just take a while for the money to come through.”

Adele sighed, her expression softening as she reached out to gently stroke Linlang’s hair.

“Linlang, I know you’re worried, but… Celeste and I are just friends now.”

*Well, friends who are also mistress and pet… But that’s not important.*

“She’s not a bad person. She might have made some mistakes in the past, but she’s trying to change.”

“Honestly, I think you two should try to get along. Give each other a chance.”

Adele didn’t want her harem to be filled with drama and infighting. It would be a headache.

Linlang sniffled, her expression unconvinced. She probably still believed that Celeste was manipulating Adele, using her wealth and influence to keep her under her thumb.

Adele couldn’t change her mind, not yet. She just had to maintain a delicate balance, to keep both of her “wings” happy.

She would spend time with Celeste today, and then… well, maybe she’d take Linlang shopping next time.

She waved goodbye to Linlang, her thoughts already drifting towards her upcoming date.

Linlang watched her go, her gaze lingering long after Adele had disappeared from sight.

Adele, her footsteps crunching on the fallen leaves, the setting sun painting the sky in hues of orange and gold, made her way to the academy’s outdoor parking lot, where a sleek, black car awaited her.

A girl with long, golden hair, wearing sunglasses and a long trench coat, emerged from the car.

*Celeste…* Adele smiled, her heart skipping a beat.

She approached the car, and then, with a mischievous grin, she tossed her bag at Celeste.

“Fetch, puppy~”

Celeste caught the bag, her lips curving into a smile.

“But if I fetch, I can’t call you ‘Master’ anymore~”

Her gaze was filled with a playful adoration.

Adele, momentarily speechless, huffed, her cheeks flushing.

And then, Celeste winked, her expression suddenly shy, her cheeks turning pink.

Before Adele could react, Celeste took a deep breath, her fingers reaching up to slowly unbutton her trench coat, revealing her long, slender neck… and the black collar that encircled it, a stark contrast against her pale skin.

In the center of the collar, a small, silver nameplate gleamed in the sunlight. It was intricately engraved with a single word:

“Adele”