The Sweet Alpha Crown Prince Loves Me So Much

Chapter 55



Why does this person have no hesitation in touching others?

If left alone, he would casually tap on someone else’s shoulder and playfully touch the bodies of younger friends like Marco.

Does he accept Adrian’s physical affection without any problem because of that?

Come to think of it, it was like that from the beginning.

He would be hesitant and afraid, but he would still stroke Adrian’s cheek and lean on his shoulder.

The same with kissing.

Like it was natural…

‘He even did it well.’

Where did he learn such things?

He looked at Carl with eyes that burned like fire.

When Adrian came in, the embarrassed Carl greeted him by planting a kiss on his cheek, and with the sudden kiss, Adrian forgot why he was feeling upset in the first place.

And now.

He was getting heated up again, realizing that there was no room for him between the two people and the dog sitting across from him.

Adrian had never thought of marrying Carl Lindbergh before, but he had been kept informed of his every move in preparation for any eventuality, and he knew that Carl had no experience in dating and had difficulty meeting people in general.

But how can these strangely skillful actions be explained?

He had made up his mind not to have any doubts about Carl Lindbergh, but he couldn’t help feeling jealous.

Adrian looked extremely serious with a stern expression on his face, but the person’s eyes in question were sparkling while looking at the magic formula illustration book.

Beside him, the prince’s servant was standing close, their eyes shining together.

Whenever Adrian’s eyes met his, he would flinch and tremble, but he also showed a resolute determination not to look away.

The same was true for the dog.

Although the animal, sensitive to the dominance of power, didn’t dare to bare its fangs at Adrian, it would keep glancing sideways at Adrian as it pressed its rump against Carl’s side.

Adrian crossed his arms, trying to maintain his composure, but he could not hide his displeasure.

Come to think of it, Carl was popular among the servants regardless of age or gender.

And leaving the appearance and status aside.

There were also some people who treated him like a real friend, not just an object of admiration, because he knew a lot of things and was sociable.

Ha

.”

Adrian wiped his face.

Although they were siblings, it was also because he was close to an impressive Alpha like Leia.

Even the care he strangely showed towards Belfry.

Adrian was even dissatisfied with his respect for Emperor Glenn and Duke Hendrick.

To the young and inexperienced Adrian, who was only now trying to act like an Alpha, everyone looked like a rival.

It was so pretty to see him meticulously scanning the book, pushing back his grown hair and sweeping it up above his forehead.

From his straight and long fingers to the impeccably maintained nails.

Adrian’s eyes sparkled.

He decided to create a ring with a large and heavy bead.

In principle, rings are typically exchanged during a wedding ceremony, but since they will soon be engaged and will eventually get married anyway, there was no rule against wearing a ring in advance.

As the excavation of the magic stones in Mochu Mountains is about to begin, he’ll carve a magic formula on the first excavated magic stone as a commemoration.

So that anyone can tell at a glance that he is the Crown Princess.

The craftsmanship will be in gold, and with sapphire that resembles his eyes.

Now, he needs to think about what type of formula would be best.

Since Carl could read the formula, if he were to clumsily show his possessiveness, he would probably get scared even before wearing it.

Adrian slowly closed his eyes and opened them again.

〈Eternal〉, 〈Mine〉, 〈Bond〉, 〈Perseverance〉 and 〈Resignation〉.

He tried to recall and list any relevant formulas that could be used in this situation.

Would it be too obvious?

If done correctly, Carl Lindbergh could end up being bound to Adrian Heineken.

If that were to happen, Carl Lindbergh might never be able to leave Adrian Heineken’s side for the rest of his life.

… Ah, that’s good.

Adrian could feel his thoughts gradually drifting towards a dangerous path, yet he couldn’t stop it.

But the bead is small, so it is not possible to use a long formula.

I’ll shorten it to 〈Eternally Mine〉.

If Adrian carves it with a symbol representing him there… 

“Adrian.”

Adrian slowly stared at the person calling him.

Those eyes, nose, lips, neck, and soft body. Perhaps even his soul.

They will all be mine.

While Carl Lindbergh pondered the fact that Adrian’s iris color was gradually fading, Adrian was more focused on his partially open lips.

Why are those lips so sweet?

No, there was not a part of his that wasn’t sweet.

Adrian’s greed swelled like a snowball.

If an Alpha bites the back of an omega’s neck, the imprint formed binds their bodies and pheromones. But it is uncertain whether it binds their hearts as well.

Adrian wanted to dominate and possess Carl Lindbergh entirely, and be equally dominated by Carl Lindbergh.

It was a contradictory feeling, but it meant that he wanted the both of them to become the most important existence to each other and only to each other.

“Adrian!”

“… Yes?”

Adrian, who was still immersed in his overflowing imagination and crystallizing desire, responded leisurely and stood up from his seat.

Carl Lindbergh.

Why are you hugging that servant like that?

Is that person more precious to you than me?

I am the most precious to you.

What is it inside you that keeps you so busy and makes you have different thoughts every day?

Adrian reached out his hand.

He was so impatient that he wanted to separate those two right away and press his lips against his.

On the other hand…

Carl, who could not hide his shock when he saw Adrian acting like he was going to eat him after merely calling his name, hugged the trembling Marco.

He’s lost it.

Adrian slowly got up and grabbed Carl by the shoulders and lifted him up.

“Adrian, snap out of it. It’s neither night nor a private room here.”

The reception room, furnished with a work desk, a tea table, and a long sofa, was located within close proximity to the bedroom, but it was not a bedroom in itself.

However, Adrian not only turned a blind eye but also seemed to shut his ears…

“That, what is it?”

… he asked, and Adrian grabbed Carl’s arm and effortlessly brushed Marco off.

Marco, who was already weak from not being able to eat, was easily pushed back.

However, Carl deliberately approached Adrian instead, fearing that Adrian, who had become slightly strange, would harm Marco if he reached out to him.

It was fortunate that the table was long vertically and short horizontally, so it was easy to pass over. If it wasn’t, he could have stumbled and almost entered Adrian’s bedroom.

“Why won’t you look at only me?”

Adrian muttered.

Goodness. What are you thinking about all by yourself?

Carl sighed discreetly and cupped both of Adrian’s cheeks.

“We were supposed to talk about the magic stones with formulas today, remember? Hmm?”

“But you never looked at me even once.”

Adrian’s voice sounded brusque.

Carl gave a little laugh.

He was scary, but also cute.

Adrian grabbed both of Carl’s hands that were touching his cheeks, baring his teeth slightly, before grabbing the back of Carl’s neck with one hand and pressing his lips against his.

Mmm

.”

Due to Adrian, who kissed him intensely and with their bodies pressed tightly together, Carl let out a faint moan.

Woof

!”

Elizabeth barked loudly at the sudden turn of events, and Marco shouted in shock that the prince was being eaten.

Amidst this chaotic situation, Carl Lindbergh, who was the only one still maintaining his composure, was at a loss.

Adrian’s pheromones had a peculiar color.

The reason Carl Lindbergh expressed his scent not as a smell but as a color was because he always thought of the green forest when he smelled it.

Despite their lips sucking and tracing each other, Carl felt that Adrian’s pheromones were like a forest.

The inner bark of a juniper and various herbs.

It had the natural scent of grass, but with an addictive quality that, if you kept sniffing, you would unknowingly find yourself wandering like a lost person in the middle of a forest.

It felt like a dense and deep forest.

Carl gently caressed his lower abdomen.

And he wrapped one hand around Adrian’s neck.

Taking control of the rough and overtly passionate kisses, Carl gently and delicately entwined his tongue with Adrian’s, soothing him.

He felt a little sad that he had to use an unreasonable method because of the difference in weight, even though they were of the same age.

However, Adrian was currently in a ‘turned on’ state and seemed to like Carl Lindbergh too much, so there was no other choice.

Were Alphas always this passionate and would lose themselves irrespective of time?

Even though he knew, he couldn’t quite understand.

He’ll have to ask Leia later.

Although Adrian felt instinctively that Carl’s body would move away from him once he calmed down, he couldn’t help but soften his momentum when he smelled the scent of flowers that tickled his nose.

When Adrian’s arms, which had been holding him tightly, slowly descended and settled lightly on his waist, Carl laughed while kissing him.

They finally parted, their lips making a ‘pop’ sound as they did so. Their breaths came out in short gasps.

“Was it your first kiss?”

Adrian asked.

He was clearly talking about the day they first kissed.

Carl Lindbergh said.

〈I didn’t know kissing could feel this good for a first time.〉

Adrian remembered Carl’s words and actions on the day of their first kiss, as it was also an ecstatic first kiss for him.

Carl didn’t avoid Adrian’s gaze and met his eyes directly.

“That’s right. It was my first kiss.”

If Carl says so, then it must be true.

Adrian held Carl Lindbergh tightly, and Carl silently apologized inwardly.

It was because it was his first ‘kiss with a man’.

The forgotten sadness of Marco and Elizabeth exploded from behind.

I’m sorry, but there was no other choice.

At that moment, there was nothing more important to Carl Lindbergh than comforting Adrian Heineken.

It was only when Adrian’s back was stroked for a while, kissed on the forehead, and his eyes regained their original color, that the two of them were able to start what they had originally planned to do.


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