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The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1017

Chapter 1017: The Towers Intervene

Ollie didn’t even get to finish his masterpiece.

Just as he reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind the noble lady’s ear, his hand froze mid-air.

The world suddenly went dark.

A familiar, warm hand covered his eyes, and before he could react, an arm wrapped firmly around his waist. A broad palm settled against his abdomen, pulling him back with quiet, steady force.

Kyle had heard enough.

There was no way he was letting this continue.

The ladies gasped. Their eyes widened as they stared at the sudden intrusion.

The blonde stiffened in surprise. For a brief second, he panicked. But then he was pulled flush against a solid chest, the warmth and weight grounding him almost instantly.

Then the hand over his eyes lifted.

But instead of the chocolate bar, his brother, or the ladies—

All he saw was Kyle.

Looking down at him.

Kyle’s fingers had since then shifted, lifting Ollie’s chin. His thumb settled against the side of the blonde’s lower lip, pressing just enough to make him look up.

Straight into his gaze.

To everyone else watching, they just witnessed the much taller man tilt Ollie Mylor’s head slightly. He looked every bit the domineering and dangerously handsome male lead.

"Didn’t you say you wanted to practice your smoldering look?" he asked, his voice low and steady. "Then how about showing it to me?"

"!!!"

Maybe it was the suddenness of things, the inexplicable change in the weather, or the way light hit their faces, but why does it look like Kyle was sporting the same exact look he’d been trying to do?

But his... well, his looked effortless.

Natural.

Perfect.

Ollie, the reddened dumpling, froze.

"K-Kyle?!"

"Yes?" Kyle replied, his eyes glinting as his thumb brushed lightly across Ollie’s lips in a slow, teasing motion. "Is there a problem?"

His gaze sharpened just a little.

"You weren’t planning on learning that for someone else, were you?"

There was amusement there.

But also something edged.

Something that always appeared whenever his mop got a little too charming elsewhere.

The little star was overheating.

His brain was struggling to cope, and his knees felt weak. Only now did he understand what the ladies meant by natural appeal.

That smolder.

When done right, it could disarm anyone.

His heart pounded so loudly he was sure everyone could hear it.

The world narrowed.

All he could see was Kyle. His face. The way his hair framed those eyes.

And then, completely forgetting where they were, Ollie puckered his lips.

Shamelessly.

It was hopeful. Almost comical. His lips pushed forward with complete sincerity, as if he was certain that if he asked, Kyle would kiss him.

Behind them, the ladies and Luca were practically vibrating.

They gasped, eyes wide, clutching each other’s arms as they watched the scene unfold like something pulled straight from a romance novel.

It was perfect.

Kyle looked incredible. The tension was there. The pull.

They braced themselves.

Waiting.

Expecting something breathtaking.

And then—

They saw Ollie.

Eyes squeezed shut. Hands clasped near his chest. Lips stuck out in the most earnest, ridiculous way.

Holding that pose with total sincerity.

"..."

Kyle’s shoulders trembled.

He let out a long, resigned breath.

Then he leaned down and kissed him.

That was all Ollie needed.

The moment their lips met, his eyes snapped open, bright and gleaming. Then, like a barnacle, he had been allowed to escape Kyle’s clutches only to latch on to him, practically climbing onto Kyle as he peppered his face with rapid, excited kisses.

For some reason, the adjutant didn’t stop him.

He simply held onto his little star and let himself be attacked from all sides.

Finally, Luca—the best brother anyone could have, and one who was currently quite comfortable in the arms of his protective husband—had been kind enough to clear his throat.

Xavier, for his part, would have preferred Luca never sully his eyes with... this.

So infuriatingly cute.

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