FVN Chapter 312: Into the Night 2
Chapter 312: Into the Night 2
Chapter 312: Into the Night 2
Snow was always the type of heroine who was adamant and straightforward about what she wanted.
That unwavering confidence and determination made her one of the most captivating
characters in any route.
But anyone who had truly gone through her full storyline-every nuance, every hidden moment—would understand that beneath the composed, calculative exterior she so often portrayed, there was a naïve, fragile girl.
A girl who, for all her mastery in politics and her ability to maneuver through the complexities of royal life, was still blissfully ignorant about matters outside her expertise.
At her core, Snow was pure-a heroine who wore layers of confidence as armor to protect the tender, innocent heart within.
She often acted proactive, especially in her romance routes, not because she was entirely fearless but because it was a carefully constructed guise, a shield to hide the delicate feelings she wasn't quite ready to confront.
She was the perfect heroine, in many ways.
While she wasn't the official "main" heroine like Janica, Snow had her own unique charm.
In terms of popularity and what truly made a heroine memorable, she was right up there, captivating players becoming the most popular of all the heroines in the game.
As she held onto my chest, her confident demeanor still firmly in place, I noticed something- the faintest flicker of vulnerability behind her gleaming blue eyes.
It was subtle, but the embarrassment she was fighting so hard to suppress was about to overflow.
Even as her words lingered in the air-seductive, daring, and almost impossible to resist-it was evident that she wasn't truly ready.
Her invitation, as enticing as it sounded, was nothing more than a bold attempt to mask the nervous anticipation swirling within her.
Carefully, I removed her hand from my chest, holding it gently but firmly.
I shifted my weight, twisting my body forward to reverse our positions before she could even react.
"Ah-!"
Snow's eyes widened in shock as she found herself pinned beneath me, the sudden change catching her completely off guard.
The confident, teasing expression she had worn just moments ago shattered in an instant, replaced by a deep, fiery blush that spread across her pale face.
Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out as she stared up at me, her previous composure now completely gone.
Squirming and crossing her legs, the reality of the situation probably started settling in within her.
For the first time, the fragile innocence she tried so hard to conceal was on full display, and it was... endearing.
"You shouldn't play with fire if you're not ready to get burned, Snow,"
Snow's blush deepened, her lips forming a soft pout as she turned her head slightly to avoid my gaze.
"You're no fun..." she muttered in a tone laced with disappointment, though I could hear the faint tremble in her voice that betrayed her flustered state.
Her white hair cascaded over the bed in soft waves, catching the faint light in a way that made it almost glow.
Combined with the delicate lace of her barely-there outfit and her ethereal beauty, Snow looked so enticing at that moment that it took everything in me to keep my composure.
Her blue eyes, her elegant yet vulnerable expression-it was an image that could drive any man to the brink of madness.
Carefully, I leaned down toward her, the space between us closing inch by inch.
Her breath hitched ever so slightly as I brought my lips to hers, pressing a soft, tender kiss against them.
"Mhm?"
She seemed surprised but didn't pull away. Her delicate hands rested against my chest, unmoving, as though she were too caught off guard to even think of resisting.
When our lips parted, her wide, expectant eyes met mine.
She looked as if she were caught between anticipation and nervousness, her earlier boldness now replaced with an air of uncertainty.
I could see the question forming in her mind-What's going to happen next?—but she said nothing, simply waiting for my next move.
Leaning in again, I saw her eyes flutter shut, her body tensing slightly as she prepared to meet my lips once more.
But instead, I shifted slightly, lowering my head to press a kiss to the delicate curve of her neck.
"Ahn-?"
Her body trembled under me, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she squirmed in surprise.
The sudden shift in intimacy clearly caught her off guard, and she gripped the fabric of my
shirt tightly in her hands.
"W-What are you doing?"
"Hm? Isn't this what you wanted?" I replied, my tone light and teasing as I let my lips linger just a moment longer against her warm skin.
"I never-"
Her protest was cut short as she shivered again, her cheeks turning an even deeper shade of crimson.
Her composure was slipping fast, and it was clear she was struggling to decide whether to continue acting the part of the confident seductress or admit to the vulnerability she was
feeling.
"You said you wanted me to indulge you, didn't you?"
"That doesn't mean-" she began, but her words faltered as I kissed her neck once more, this time lingering just a tiny bit longer.
Making her squirm even further, I finally let go of the kiss, only to notice the slight glimmer
of tears forming beneath her blue eyes. Instantly, I stopped, chuckling softly at her flustered
reaction.
"For someone so bold just a moment ago, you're acting quite cute now," I teased.
Her brows furrowed in embarrassment and frustration, and before I could react, she pushed me back with a sudden cold blast of her frosted mana.@@@@
[Low Grade Ice Magic: Frost Orb]
The force sent me tumbling out of the bed, my head lightly bumping the floor.
Although the impact barely registered thanks to my enhanced strength, the dramatic gesture left me stunned for a moment.
world she knew could be unkind.
Still, she wasn't perfect. There were moments when her feelings got the better of her, moments when she overstepped
her boundaries.
She had a habit of keeping other girls at bay, intercepting conversations or interactions with
Lucas whenever she could.
It wasn't because she hated those girls or even because she didn't trust Lucas-it was
something far more vulnerable than that.
She feared losing him.
Lucas was a whirlwind of contradictions-a boy who could easily draw others in with his
charm and sincerity, even without trying.
And while Janica knew she had his heart in a way no one else did, there was always that small, nagging insecurity that came with being in love with someone so uniquely radiant.
She didn't mean any harm, not to Lucas or to the girls she occasionally stood between. Deep down, her intentions were never cruel; they were protective, born from a love that ran
deeper than she cared to admit.
And although Lucas did attract a few girls who were leagues beyond her in status and talent- like Princess Snow, with her regal beauty and political cunning, or Rose, the genius potential archmage whose mastery of magic was nearly unrivaled-even they weren't much of a threat
in the long run.
There was also Seo, the prodigious successor of the Hidden Blade technique, who had shown interest in Lucas early in their first year.
A handful of other girls from the academy, too, had their fleeting moments of interest.
But none of it lasted.
Most of those girls shifted their attention elsewhere, drawn to someone far more captivating
-Riley Hell. He was the type of person who naturally stood at the center of attention, effortlessly commanding the admiration of everyone around him, including those very girls who might
have otherwise been a challenge for Janica.
And for that, she was grateful.
After all, these weren't just ordinary girls-they were individuals who towered above the rest.
Whether it was their talent, beauty, or sheer presence, they were people who seemed destined
to rise to the top, leaving everyone else in their shadow.
And that included her.
In the end, Riley swooping in to steal their attention felt like a blessing.
Those girls, with their impossible brilliance and overwhelming presence, had their sights set
on someone else entirely.
It was as though the universe had aligned perfectly to clear her path.
There was no one left who could seriously threaten her future plans for Lucas. No nuisances.
No roadblocks.
For the first time, Janica could breathe easy, knowing that the love she had for Lucas would remain uncontested.
Though, if she were to be completely honest, the thought of Riley taking all those girls did
leave her with a slight pang of complication-a strange feeling she couldn't quite name. But in the end, none of that mattered.
What mattered was that Lucas was hers, and there was no one left to stand in her way.
Well, that was until a woman Janica had thought was long gone from their lives-a fleeting memory, much like all the other girls who'd shown interest in Lucas-suddenly returned like
a storm in the night.
'Evelyn.'
Out of nowhere, the name resurfaced, bringing with it a whirlwind of emotions Janica thought
she'd buried.
"So, you met her...?"
"Yes,"
"Are you sure it was Miss Evelyn?" she pressed, her green eyes narrowing as her crimson hair swayed lightly in the breeze.
"Yes, I'm sure of it. There's no way I could mistake someone else for her...."
"Then where is she now?"
"I don't know. Honestly, I'm not even sure if what happened was real or just a dream, haha,"
Lucas answered, his lips curling into a fond smile that sent an immediate chill down Janica's
spine.
As she watched him, his carefree demeanor and that unmistakable glow in his eyes, Janica's stomach churned.
They stood in the public training grounds, with Lucas swinging his sword in high spirits.
His movements were sharper, more energized, as if the very mention of Evelyn had rekindled
something deep inside him.
He continued to talk about the night before, recalling every detail with an enthusiasm that
felt almost foreign.
Yet, despite the fondness in his voice and the unshakable grin on his face, Janica's mind was
already drowning in warning signs.
'Is he so obsessed with Evelyn now that he's even dreaming of her?'