The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 254 - The Demon Princess’s Sweet Dream for You (6)

The sun had slowly set.

The coronation ceremony was over.

The crowds had dispersed.

Will woke up.

The room before him was no longer as bright as it had been before he fell asleep. Instead, it was dimly lit, a “girlish” room filled with soft hues.

It was a room cluttered with adorable stuffed animals, a bed adorned with pink and white decorations, a large vanity mirror, and an enormous redwood wardrobe that took up an entire wall.

He felt as though he had slept through an eternity of an afternoon nap—so long that it felt like ages had passed. It left him feeling both exhausted and...

Completely unable to recall the dream he had in the morning.

Slowly, he began to piece together where he was. He remembered the grand coronation ceremony he had attended with Treya earlier that day; he remembered their engagement announcement under the flash of cameras, shared with all of Entark; he remembered returning here, where Treya had softly spoken to him, lulling him into sleep.

Now, lying in bed, Will felt a strange sense of satisfaction—like he had completed a long journey and was left with the lingering joy of a beautiful dream.

His mind was filled with more and more “memories” of Treya. Every fragment of memory was as beautiful as a “dream.”

Playing and laughing in the royal gardens, catching glimpses of her silhouette among the flowers;

Playing hideandseek in the palace’s labyrinthine halls, spotting a strand of her silver hair around a corner;

Watching New Year’s fireworks from the highest point of the palace clock tower, turning to see her face illuminated by the bursts of light;

Hosting a private gathering at his childhood home, retracing his steps with her through his past;

Chatting amicably with Treya’s father and sister at a banquet, as she gently fed him bites of food;

Walking through the school forest as secret lovers, sneaking kisses as desk partners during magic training.

...

With so many shared memories created just between the two of them, how could he not feel this way...

Just as Will was thinking this, he felt soft breaths on his shoulder.

Turning his head slightly, he saw Treya’s profile. She was breathing steadily in her sleep, her silver hair cascading over the pillow. Will realized that in shifting positions, he might have accidentally laid on some of her long hair—but she hadn’t woken up because of it.

“......”

Treya lay peacefully beside him. Now crowned as “Empress,” she slept so soundly at his side without any defenses. For her, sleeping beside Will seemed to bring her complete peace of mind.

Will turned onto his side and gently placed his hand under her nose, feeling her calm breaths. The warm, moist air from her nostrils wrapped around his fingers.

Right.

Today hadn’t been easy for Treya either. She was likely even more exhausted than he was—she had dealt with far more people and shielded him from countless troubles.

Now that she was “Empress,” such busy days would likely never end.

Perhaps resting beside him like this was her only moment of true relaxation.

Will smiled softly, feeling content.

In the future, as the Empress’s husband—a prince consort who might be seen by others as “useless”...

It didn’t matter. As long as he knew that Treya could rest so peacefully beside him, shedding all her fatigue and sleeping soundly, that was enough.

From now on, there would be more mornings where he’d wake up to see Treya sleeping beside him.

Their love story—from their first meeting to now—had finally reached such a happy ending. It felt like a fairy tale come true.

[...]

As Will thought this, he felt his mind go blank for a moment—but he couldn’t quite grasp what had caused it.

Never mind. No need to overthink it.

“The Treya who’s so commanding in front of others now sleeps beside me like a bird returning to its nest, wings relaxed, free from any worries...”

Will’s fingers moved slowly toward her cheek. As he lifted his arm slightly, the blanket covering them shifted a little.

Yes, they were sharing a thick blanket together.

And then...

He saw that Treya wasn’t wearing anything at all. She lay completely bare beside him.

Her halfelf skin was even fairer and more translucent than most humans’, and now that she wasn’t hidden beneath armor, her full figure was on display—her ample chest and toned yet shapely abdomen stood out clearly.

Her entire body rose and fell gently with her breathing.

“...!”

Though he had suspected something when he first noticed her bare shoulder earlier, Will hadn’t expected Treya to be this “unguarded” around him.

Thinking about it...

Due to the royal family’s strict monitoring of their princesses—and his own relatively “gentlemanly” behavior—the most intimate thing they’d done in his “memory” was kiss.

...Recalling those moments now, he could still feel the cool softness of Treya’s lips from just a few days ago.

So this was indeed the first time he’d seen all of Treya.

Was she truly “unguarded”?

Or...

Was this meant to “tempt” him?

Will swallowed hard.

If it was temptation, then surely it wouldn’t be wrong for him to secretly touch the body of this Empress who had claimed him as “hers,” right?

But before his fingers could move further, Treya slowly opened her eyes.

“Will... you’re finally... awake?” she murmured softly.

Her pale blue eyes carried the haze of just waking up. Her voice was low and drowsy—a gentle mumble.

She didn’t seem like the highandmighty Empress others saw. Instead, she looked like a “devoted” wife lying beside him.

“Uh... yes... I didn’t expect you to be sleeping next to me...” Will stammered awkwardly, his hand frozen midair as he tried to explain himself.

Treya let out a light laugh that sounded almost teasing.

“This is my room. What’s wrong with me sleeping here?”

“No... no problem at all, Your Majesty. I wouldn’t dare have an issue,” Will replied hastily.

Seeing him flustered like this made Treya laugh again. She closed her eyes briefly before explaining:

“After the coronation ceremony ended, I came back and saw you still asleep. For some reason—even though I wasn’t tired earlier—when I saw you, I suddenly felt exhausted.”

“Hmm. That’s because you’ve been under too much pressure since this morning. You should take it easy and rest properly.”

“So I thought... now that we no longer have to hide our relationship in the ‘shadows’; now that we’ve reached the ending we envisioned three years ago; now that no one else can interfere between us...”

Will found himself struggling to follow her words.

Their love—so “perfect” from the very beginning—why did it sound in Treya’s voice like something forged through swamps, thorns, and mountains before finally reaching completion?

But...

He wasn’t allowed to dwell on it further because Treya grabbed his hand—still hovering midair—and guided it gently...

To exactly where he had been about to touch earlier.

His palm sank into what felt like a soft cloud—a cool yet elastic sensation beneath his fingers.

It was temptation!

From the very beginning, it had been temptation!

And not just any temptation—it was an overbearing one befitting an Empress crowned just today!

“A little harder...”

“Will.”

Treya whispered softly into his ear. Her voice was lower than usual—magnetic and slightly husky.

Her fingers gripped his wrist with the strength of someone trained in combat, leaving him no room to pull away.

“You said I’m under a lot of pressure, didn’t you?”

“Now, as Empress, I command you to help me relieve some of that pressure.”

“So go ahead—be firmer. You’re not satisfied with this level of effort either, are you?”

As she spoke, Treya leaned closer to him. Will felt his hand sink deeper into that cool cloudlike softness.

“Huff...”

Will could feel his blood rushing—not just to his head but also downward in excitement.

His hand—which had initially gone slack from being caught—tightened its grip at Treya’s command.

And perhaps out of a slight sense of retaliation, he leaned into her ear and lowered his voice:

“As you wish, Your Majesty.”

With newfound determination, Will pressed firmly against her. The sensation surprised him—it wasn’t just soft like a waterfilled balloon but also complex beneath the surface. He could feel small glands shifting under layers of fat as he moved his fingers across them.

It was...

A sensation unlike anything he’d experienced before...

At that moment, a soft moan escaped Treya’s lips:

“Mmh.”

Feeling slightly triumphant, Will looked into her eyes. Her pale blue gaze was halflidded as she stared at him before quickly averting her eyes.

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This “command” and “dominance” were clearly just Treya indulging in playful assertiveness after becoming Empress—a form of “intimacy.”

She was still the same girl who loved him deeply—the one who wanted to explore and grow alongside him.

“Does this help you relax?” Will asked teasingly as he shifted from finding sensitive spots to lightly tracing circles with his fingertips instead.

“II said harder...”

“Oh? Is that so? Miss Treya~”

Will pinched lightly with two fingers as he watched Treya bite her lip to maintain her composure as Empress.

“You—!”

Treya released his wrist and let her hand trail down his stomach instead.

Will didn’t stop her; instead, he leaned closer toward her touch.

“So... so this is... what it feels like?” Treya murmured softly as her face flushed slightly redder.

“Shall we continue? After all, we’re already engaged. I’m yours for the taking,” Will said with a smirk.

“...Mm.”

Halfelves were fascinating creatures—in moments of shyness, their blush would start at the tips of their pointed ears before spreading down their ear ridges to their jawline and cheeks.

Will loved seeing this reaction.

This...

This sweetness between them felt just right...

It wasn’t about “commands” or “control.” It was simply following their hearts naturally—a culmination of years spent together building memories and forging their bond into what it was now:

A love shaped by companionship and shared experiences—

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