The Young Male Protagonist Who is Destined for Ruin Fell for Me - Chapter 114

Originally, Chaeild Bank would open long after sunrise, but today was an exception. This was because the head of the great Chaeild family, Duke Chaeild himself, was making a personal visit.

Not only the bank manager but every employee in the bank had dressed impeccably to welcome their first guest.

“Your Grace, the Duke! It is an honor to see you so early in the morning!”

“You’ve worked hard since the morning. I am here to repay a debt, so please guide me through the procedure.”

Thus, the joint guarantee that had been troubling Countess Diane was resolved as soon as the sun rose. Both Countess Diane, who received the money, and Marriott, who repaid the debt, had relieved expressions.

“It really feels like only happiness awaits from now on.”

On their way back to Duke Chaeild’s residence to prepare for the wedding, Amel murmured softly. Kyle embraced her without the slightest hesitation.

“I will make you happy.”

“Thank you, Kyle.”

Amel leaned against his chest. She wanted to conserve her energy since transforming into the main character of today’s beautiful event would be exhausting.

Then, by chance, she caught a glimpse of his inner thoughts—he was thinking something similar, though his ultimate goal was vastly different.

‘Noona shouldn’t be tired today.’

‘At last, it’s time to put into practice what I read in 5,500 Ways to Please Noona and 50 Shades of a Younger Man.’

Kyle’s scheming did not end there. He had also increased the intensity and frequency of his usual workouts—especially focusing on his lower body and waist.

His diet was even stricter. It was impossible to tell how many expensive oysters and eels he had consumed.

The passionate schemes of a virile younger man eager to ignite the first night didn’t stop there. Kyle had been secretly making her exercise as well.

“We’ve been taking a lot of walks together lately….”

“I just hope she builds enough stamina so she won’t need to sleep.”

Realizing that she had unknowingly been part of her fiancé’s elaborate ploy to increase her stamina, Amel let out a small laugh.

“Kyle, just how much are you planning to do on our first night….”

“…You heard all that?”

“Not just heard—I saw it too. I was wondering why my body was getting stronger lately, but who would’ve thought you had such plans?”

“…”

“I thought hanging upside down on a pull-up bar and doing sit-ups was something only professional athletes could do. You’ll have to let me watch next time.”

Amel blatantly stroked Kyle’s abs. Even though it was an unexpected touch, his body was as hard as a rock, not a hint of softness to be found.

He was already brimming with vigor—how much more did he intend to develop? Though Amel wasn’t exactly opposed to it, she suddenly felt a bit anxious about tonight.

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Having arrived at Diane’s territory in advance to oversee the wedding preparations, Claire made her final rounds in front of the castle where the ceremony would take place.

‘No matter how I look at it, this place seems like it was made just for today’s wedding.’

In the castle granted to Amel as her domain, there was an outdoor chapel that the previous lord had begun constructing but had abandoned due to budget constraints.

For Claire Chaeild, completing the remaining half with capital was as easy as pie. While she was at it, she even added some extra embellishments.

‘Since this is also Amel’s first public appearance as a lord, it should be luxurious but not overly extravagant.’

Claire had also taken into account the domain’s citizens, who had gathered to witness the new lord’s wedding.

A red carpet stretched from the castle’s entrance to the ceremony site, and children who would scatter flower petals were fiddling with the frills of their white dresses.

Glass and ice sculptures of various sizes refracted the light, making the scene resemble a grand religious ritual.

Since it was the union of two noble houses, plenty of seats had been arranged for guests. Those eager to curry favor with the Chaeild family had arrived early to secure their spots.

‘The emperor and his fiancée, who will be officiating the wedding, have also arrived safely.’

Given how the economy of Traiha was crumbling in real time, they must have judged that making an early impression was the best course of action.

The wedding preparations were entirely satisfactory. Claire checked the time. Soon, Amel and her soon-to-be husband, both dressed in their finest, would arrive.

Since Diane’s castle was in a state of disrepair, all preparations had been completed at Duke Chaeild’s estate. The couple would then march from the borders of Diane’s territory.

Thinking of Amel in her pristine wedding dress adorned with exquisite jewelry, Claire suddenly felt that all the effort had been worth it.

“Lady Claire, His Grace the Duke and Countess Diane have just entered the territory.”

“Understood. Make sure everything is ready.”

Before long, a carriage drawn by twenty gleaming white horses appeared on the horizon, drawing everyone’s attention.

The horses, so majestic that they could be mistaken for unicorns, pranced gracefully as if celebrating the bride and groom.

Amel pulled back the curtains that had been shielding the carriage’s windows. At the sight of the shyly revealed bride, a wave of cheers erupted.

“Long live our new lord! Long live Countess Diane!”

“Congratulations on your wedding!”

“Blessings to Diane and Chaeild!”

Amel waved to them until the carriage reached the chapel’s entrance. She vowed to be a ruler who would repay the warmth of this moment for years to come.

The carriage came to a stop before the wedding hall, where the leading nobles of the Hail Empire had gathered.

Kyle stepped out first, in accordance with the empire’s customs. His polished shoes, reflecting the clear sky, and his crisply pressed ceremonial uniform fit him as if they were a second skin.

Above all, what truly commanded the crowd’s attention was the insignia and medals adorning his chest.

There were so many medals that even using both hands to count them wouldn’t be enough. And, of course, among them was the Chaeild family crest, placed as if it belonged there naturally.

Those were the powers of the Chaeild Ducal House, a colossal fortune that had not only dominated the empire but also the entire world. And they were the wealth and glory that Amellia Diane, his soon-to-be wife, would enjoy.

“Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Your Majesty.”

“Hm, hm….”

Verd, who was officiating the ceremony simply because he was the emperor, was certain that this would be the first and last time Kyle would smile at him.

With his hair slightly styled to appear livelier and more playful than usual, Kyle looked as though he possessed the entire world.

‘A grand duke, one of the greatest tycoons, desires nothing more than one person to stay by his side. What a dull joke.’

But he had known for a long time—the man called a monster needed only one thing, regardless of its form: true love.

“Duke Chaeild, if we could go back to our childhood, I….”

Verd whispered softly, lost in regret and sentimentality, but Kyle simply smiled and ventriloquized his response with ease.

“I have no interest in hearing useless sentiments, so just call forth my wife-to-be.”

“Ahem… Very well.”

Feeling deflated, Verd resolved to follow the script exactly. As the emperor’s speech quickened, Persh Diane’s expression darkened.

At last, it was time for the bride’s entrance. Everyone rose from their seats and greeted Amel with applause. When Vanessa opened the carriage door, Amel’s enchanting figure was revealed.

She wore a wedding dress with an off-the-shoulder design, and her veil sparkled transparently as if carved from crystal.

Count Diane took in every detail—the half-up hairstyle matching his own hair color, the same eye color, and the dimples inherited from her mother.

“Amel, I sincerely wish for nothing but happiness in your future.”

His voice trembled slightly. Amel grasped his rough hand and followed his lead toward Kyle. With each step, her heart swelled until he finally came to greet her himself.

“I can’t endure this any longer. Waiting and holding back.”

Kyle murmured softly in complaint, and Verd’s officiation faded into the background like mere ambient noise. Amel barely paid attention to the emperor’s words, instead tuning into her lover’s thoughts.

‘This ceremony is unnecessarily long.’

‘I just want to get through the banquet quickly and leave for our honeymoon.’

‘…With my wife.’

Amel, deciding to go along with his wishes, hurried through the exchange of rings and vows of love.

As they faced each other for the concluding wedding kiss, Kyle’s cheeks were tinged with a soft blush, unable to contain his excitement.

A man utterly unsuited to ruin, one she wished would only ever be happy.

“I won’t say ‘stop,’ or ‘no,’ or ‘wait’ tonight.”

She whispered as he leaned in for a kiss. A moment later, as their lips met, his formed a gentle curve.

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Kyle repeatedly played back her sweet, sticky words in his mind, like a piece of soft, honeyed jelly. Meanwhile, the wedding march ended, the banquet was held, and they set off on their honeymoon.

“My lady, do you like my gift?”

Kyle watched as Amel gaped in astonishment at the massive warship adorned with Diane’s crest. If she was already this surprised, she had no idea what was still in store.

“A ship this big… I’ll accept the thought behind it, but we wouldn’t even know how to manage it.”

“You promised not to refuse anything today. Besides, managing a ship like this is hardly a challenge for Chaeild.”

“Ah, right….”

“Amellia Chaeild.”

Kyle pressed a brief kiss to his wife’s cheek. Her eight-letter name was like a magic spell that brought him happiness.

For their honeymoon, they planned to visit three or four southern islands owned by Chaeild.

Of course, Amel had no idea that the island they were about to visit had already been renamed Amellia Island.

As she leaned against the railing beside Kyle, she gazed at the coastline growing smaller, looking like a mere toy in the distance. As she leisurely watched the sunset, Kyle draped his jacket over her shoulders.

“Noona, the wind is strong. I think we should head inside soon.”

“You’re right, the wind is—oh.”

Realizing they were the only two left on the deck, Amel’s eyes gleamed with mischief. Kyle felt a peculiar tension as he waited for her next words.

Amel hesitated slightly, her expression tinged with embarrassment, before tugging at Kyle’s hand.

“Kyle, actually… There’s something I’ve always wanted to do when on a ship with someone I love. Now that I’m asking, though, I feel a little shy.”

Kyle swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing noticeably.

“You’ll do it with me, right?”

Kyle nodded firmly, his expression resolute. What else could it be, if not that?

“I’m confident I can do it well.”

His voice brimmed with self-assurance. Amel hopped up onto the railing’s lower step and laughed.

“Of course! Kyle, you’re good at everything. Ah, but I want to do it right at the bow.”

“…The bow?”

What a daring request. Did she not care if others saw them, or did it mean she truly didn’t mind being seen?

‘Well, we are husband and wife now….’

She must have fully accepted her role as Duchess. If that was the case, he had no choice but to fulfill his noona’s wishes.

Kyle swallowed hard as she boldly pulled him closer by the waist. It wasn’t even night yet, but she was already so assertive.

“Hold my waist first, okay?”

“I understand perfectly.”

Their eyes met, each gleaming with a different kind of satisfaction.

Kyle securely wrapped his hands around her waist. Amel then extended her arms wide, striking what was famously known as the Titanic pose—a must-try for anyone aboard a ship for the first time.

The vast, unbroken view of the sunset, the salty sea breeze, and the occasional leaping fish made her chest tighten with exhilaration.

Amel wanted to savor this feeling for a long time—at least, she would have, had she not heard the overwhelming thoughts rushing toward her like a wave.

‘This pose is… well, it does look beautiful from the side, but…’

‘More importantly, should I start fulfilling her wish now?’

It wasn’t until Kyle’s lips brushed against the nape of her neck that Amel realized how he had interpreted her words.

Not on the bow! Amel quickly turned her head in alarm.

“Kyle, that’s not what I—ah!”

But her newlywed husband had no intention of stopping today.

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