21 Results in the "Fiance Method" category
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Fiance Method
You are beautiful just as you are.-
80 • Sep 17, '25
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FMY 18
In truth, although he did not think much of purity or anything of the sort, it was a piece of metal he would not mind wearing on that hand every single day when he recalled how useful it had been. Even today, whether it was at the dressmaker’s shop or the jeweler’s, the scent of pheromones was overflowing everywhere he went. He knew that showing off by releasing one’s own pheromones was a characteristic of this aristocratic society, but it was truly tiresome. The omegas did it to exude their…-
53.8 K • Ongoing
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FMY 19
‘Strange…?’ It was clearly not an alpha pheromone, yet for an omega pheromone, it had a strangely piquant quality that resembled the scent of an alpha’s pheromone. It was a truly unique pheromone that was neither here nor there. Moreover, what was peculiar was that the concentration of the scent was extremely weak for it to be considered a presentation or a rut. 〈Ugh….〉 Still unable to regain consciousness, Serge grimaced, delirious with fever and groaning in pain. ‘He is an…-
53.8 K • Ongoing
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FMY 17
"Have you arrived, Your Highness?" Nikola, the loyal attendant who always faithfully followed Raphael, spoke as he trailed behind his master, who had just returned from an outing. "Indeed." A short reply came from the man striding down the corridor of the Second Prince’s Palace with wide, resolute steps. Raphael, with an impassive expression, untied the cravat around his neck and handed it to Nikola. "Did everything go well with your plans?" "Smoothly. As expected, Duke Arthur will make a…-
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FMY 16
"To think that the size the prince ordered in advance would fit so perfectly...! You two truly are a match made in heaven!" The owner of the jewelry shop made a fuss, calling it fate. Serge was sending his soul far away as he listened to the words that were a delicate mix of the exaggerated social pleasantries typical of a merchant and a slight touch of sincerity. My goodness.... "I was thinking we might have to adjust the circumference if it did not fit well, but for it to fit so perfectly like…-
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FMY 15
Silently observing that expression, Serge also leaned back against the sofa and crossed his legs. "...This is surprising, Prince? That you, bearing the titles of prince and duke, would mention a lesson that only bourgeois merchants would be interested in. Besides, wasn't Monsieur Dumont's class, on the whole, quite distant from the perspective of the social elite who control the economy?" Serge let out a small snort. For some reason, it was a sneer filled with sarcasm towards him, one of the most…-
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FMY 14
In the bright midday sun, Madame Suzanne Rolland hummed a tune as she groomed a décolleté jacket with a soft brush. The bright green silk, something that would have been unheard of in Serge's wardrobe in the past, shimmered in the sunlight. "Our lovely young master, you've been going out so often lately. Thanks to you, this nanny couldn't be happier these days. Isn't it wonderful that you are wearing these beautiful, well-fitting clothes, and that your hair is styled so handsomely? I am just going to…-
53.8 K • Ongoing
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FMY 13
“Okay!” “I agree!” The alpha pheromones indicating the siblings’ good mood were bubbling up. Serge savored the pure alpha pheromones of his blood relatives, who had not yet gone through their second puberty and thus had not had their second presentation, and patted his younger siblings. “I will be with you all day today. What is the next lesson? I would also like to see how much my twins enjoy their classes.” The answer to that question came from Sir Renault, the private tutor,…-
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FMY 12
“Aaaaaaaahhhhh!” Early in the morning, Serge woke up screaming in his bed. “Gasp, gasp, huff….” Then he began to pant heavily. His soaking wet brown hair and pajamas showed just how much he had suffered from the nightmare. ‘That… that crazy bastard…!’ Prince Raphael, wearing a straw hat, had suddenly appeared in Serge’s dream. In the ridiculous getup of a strangely familiar red vest and blue shorts, he had cheerfully extended a hand to Serge and shouted. <You,…-
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FMY 11
Wow, just look at him shrugging his shoulders like that. Serge felt like he could die from how much he detested those broad shoulders that kept rising in an exaggerated, evasive manner. “Hah, really…” Judging by the prince’s expression, it was clear he had made up his mind today. He seemed determined not to back down with any flimsy excuse. However, Serge had a reason why he was reluctant to get entangled in a marriage, even if it was a contract. It was the intuition that he would meet his…-
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