The Villainous Emperor Is My Pet?

"I will ask you for the last time." Dante had enough of this chatterbox. He didn't want to hear about the man she had been with. It felt like an insult since she always claimed that she loved him from the depth of her heart. If she had already loved someone before, how could she love him with the same heart? It didn't make sense to him. "Do you want to be my wife or my attendant?"

The woman knitted her brows, deep in thought. She must have been thinking about her options. He knew that she was smart. If she was anything less than smart, she couldn't have broken the first curse. 

His first curse was that he wouldn't be able to feel anything. Whether it was anger or love, his heart was unable to feel emotions. It was a nearly two-thousand-years-old curse. 

Dante didn't believe that something ludicrous as love could break that curse. The woman might have loved him, but it was never enough to break the first curse. Something else was going on. Even the deity had no idea. Speaking of the deity, that person must be hiding at a new place. It would be difficult to find the deity this time.

It was Savina who found the deity last time. Maybe she could find that deity again. 

Even if he found the deity, getting out of this book would be no easy feat.

"Will you listen to me if I become your wife?" She asked him slowly. "You have to do everything that I ask of you."

What a sly woman… he would rather die than accept her condition. Honestly, she didn't have any option. He would never let her stay as his attendant. There was a high chance that a dragon would attack the palace in the next three days. It was better to take the throne tomorrow.  "If you don't marry me, I will give you to Kaige Jin. You can imagine what will happen to you."

He could easily ask the emperor to get them married. But this woman was rather troublesome. He also didn't like forcing a woman. 

Savina didn't say yes or no. She lowered her brows and looked down. He saw the hesitation on her face. Why was she so against this marriage? Did he truly do something wrong? Seeing that she had no intention of agreeing, he decided to not push her. Much. "It would be a fake marriage."

"Really?" She raised her head. Her eyes shone like the starry night. "In this fake marriage, we will sleep in different rooms, right?"

Did she hate the idea of marrying him that much? His mouth tasted sour. Why was she excited about the fake marriage? Since the marriage was happening inside this book and all the witnesses would not be real people, the marriage would be fake anyway. But he disliked the exciting look in her eyes. "Tsk!"

"I am fine with a fake marriage." She grinned at him. "We can totally do that. Actually, I want to help you find your happiness. Treat me like your happiness guide."

She was too focused on the rules of the book. 

"Alright." He waved his hand. "We will get married after my coronation tomorrow. It will be a simple wedding. I will deal with the priest and the marriage certificate."

"Whoa! Are you still going to kill your father?" She exclaimed loudly, wide-eyes. "You can't do that."

"I won't kill him," Dante told her curtly. She cared about the current emperor more than she cared about him. It irked him. "He planned to give me the throne anyway. I am going to ask him to step down."

She gave him a look.

"Nicely, " He added.

"Phew!" Savina closed her eyes and released her breath. "I can get some sleep now."

"Help me dress. Then, you can go to sleep." Dante pulled the belt of his robe. "Bring the clothes from my wardrobe."

His robe dropped on the floor. When he heard no sound, Dante looked up and found her staring with enlarged eyes. Her mouth was open and her cheeks were turning red. Dante blinked his eyes. Why did she look shocked?

"Oh." He realized what he had done. He picked up the robe and covered his nether region. "Bring my clothes."

"You…" She pointed at his crotch. "Big."

It was not the first time that she had seen him n.a.k.e.d. But it was definitely the first time he saw that reaction. Last time, she peeked at him when he was taking a shower. Then, they had lived as husband and wife once. She was his empress. This woman had snuck in his bath many times. He didn't want to think about it. 

"Clothes," He reminded her.

"Clothes." She turned around and walked in a daze. Her foot bumped on the corner of the bed. She screamed loudly. "God! This shitty bed!"

The bed couldn't move, but she could. Why was she cursing the bed? Should he really marry her? 

"Damn that author!" His sharp ears picked up her low mutterings. "Didn't that author overdo it? How could someone have it that big? He was not even turned on."

Did she react the same way when she saw him n.a.k.e.d for the first time? Dante smirked at the thought. The woman was amusing indeed.

"If he was in the real world, he would have been a p.o.r.n actor."

"..." Dante grimaced at the woman's back. Couldn't she keep her mouth shut for a moment? He could barely hold himself from choking her.