The Royal Contract - Chapter 4 - One Night Only

The first time they meet, he arrests her under suspicions that she's involved in a murder case. He's so handsome that she, as the head of an entertainment company, is determined to recruit him into her company, train him to be a star, and make him her cash cow! But he is neither short of money nor fame and refuses her. So she decides—to make him her boyfriend first.“I'm 5'4” tall. Do you think I need to tiptoe to kiss you?” She smiles brightly, ogling at him. The man gives her a deadpan glance. “Are you daydreaming?” She licks her lips and smiles. “Yes, I'm dreaming about having sex with you.” “......!!!”A few months later, Song Yi finally loses her patience and asks, “Do you like me or not? I've been chasing you for so long!” Tang Si smiles and whispers to her, “Miss Song, this can only prove that you're not attractive enough.” Annoyed, Song Yi is about to retort only to hear his husky and sultry voice. “Let me teach you—how to attract a man.” Her mind goes blank!At first, she imagines Tang Si to be a mature and reliable man, but it turns out that he's actually lazy, naughty, and damn good at seducing women!…“What would you do if you hadn't chosen to be a policeman?”“Be a star.” The man cracks a smile.“Become CEO Song's… sugar baby.”Everyone is shocked. “How dare this woman poach someone from our police force?”

Born into an abusive, unstable family and crippled from a young age, Harley grew up with pain as his only constant. Happiness was something he learned about through books—fantasy novels, forgotten histories, and imagined worlds where suffering had meaning.Then he died, and death wasn't the end of his suffering.Reincarnated into the world of the last novel he read, where humanity survives an apocalypse through supernatural “Awakened” warriors battling creatures from beyond reality, Harley should have been given a second chance at a good life.Instead, he was discarded.Thrown out of the noble household he was born into, Harley lived as a slave in the mines, a circus clown mocked for survival, all to eat.So when fate finally offered him the chance to awaken—to gain power like the others—Harley broke once again.Because after surviving a horrific trial, the power he awakened—although powerful—had a fatal condition that he could never accept....Author's note: This novel is dark, and the few chapters portrays the MC's mindset from being an ordinary man to getting chosen by the Harvest.Everything he does is for his own benefit. There would be a female lead, but you guys would hate her... I think. I personally liked the way I designed her.Anyways, see y'all at chapter 100.Additional tags: No-Harem.

The queen’s essential feature is this: [must be a woman or a feminine-looking man].

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”