Chapter 23

Transmigration Diary 23
Wen Shiyu nodded.
“Of course.”
As Cefalina froze Wen Shiyu added:
“Like you said at the start—I want to control you, use you.”
“Of course I want you unable to leave me.”
Cefalina frowned—unhappy now.
“So you sabotaged the perfume on purpose—so I’d keep depending on you?”
Wen Shiyu blank—unexpected conclusion—braced: “……Mm.”
“But,” Cefalina said,
“at the ball you almost had Su Yan’s iris. You wouldn’t need me then?”
“Because…… my target isn’t Su Yan anymore.”
Pause—closer—
“I want you.”
Afraid of misunderstanding—added mercenary motive: “After all Cavendish outranks Su’s family, right?”
Cefalina sour face—muted reaction.
“I said you can’t control me.”
“Not necessarily.” Oily smile forced—
“I think…… you already can’t leave me a little.”
“Why drag me everywhere? Buy me clothes?”
“Because—because I’m pregnant!” Red face—righteous—counterattack—
“I think you can’t leave me? Why switch targets—wanted to sleep with me—now say you need me to need you?”
Wen Shiyu stunned.
Cefalina had been arguing—then sounded plausible.
Omegas depend on Alphas more—but their rank gap was huge.
High-tier Omega pheromones were said to be temptation low-tier Alphas could not resist.
Looking at dazed Wen Shiyu—heart faster.
“You’re inferior Alpha—your scent isn’t enough for me—but mine for you is…… comfortable, right?”
Voice lower—face redder—
“So actually you can’t leave me—that’s why you’ve been weird lately.”
Finger tapped Wen Shiyu’s lips on purpose.
“When shopping—you wanted to kiss me.”
Pressed lips—Wen Shiyu silent—dazed.
Like guilty—Cefalina’s heart raced faster.
She had the upper hand!
Tail up slightly—disdain:
“First F-grade Alpha I’ve seen. Useless. How did you even get me pregnant?”
Wen Shiyu eyes wider.
Huh?
Cefalina faint guilt—too far?
Wen Shiyu urgent—leaned close—eyes bright: “You’re right.”
What did that mean?
Cabin lights brightened—pilot: cruise stable—move freely.
Attendants—drinks and snacks.
Su Yan and Charlotte joined—lounge lively again.
Cefalina had to drop the thread—but Wen Shiyu’s words echoed.
She’s right?
Wen Shiyu can’t leave her? Or admitting Cefalina’s scent fascinated her?
Really?
Even if the plan was use—now sinking in?
Every intimacy she thought Wen Shiyu unwilling—actually struggling?
Mood turned dizzy sweet.
Warm honey water—stole glances at Wen Shiyu.
Usually focused eating—now eyes drifting to her—
Really cares more?
Hid small smile in the cup.
Quick fitting-room kiss only—but maybe Wen Shiyu was into her—
Strange tingling pleasure—body not too bad tonight.
Late—chat—bedrooms for island tomorrow.
Cefalina stood—Wen Shiyu still watching—wanted to speak—hesitant—
Like a puppy waiting for orders.
Pleasure grew—ignored her—elegant turn—bedroom door.
Click—light and Wen Shiyu shut out.
Quiet—engine hum only.
Triumph faded—emptiness.
Would Wen Shiyu knock later?
Ears on door—silence—only plane rhythm.
Dissatisfaction returned.
Stupid inferior Alpha……
Lights out did not mean stay in—door unlocked.
Servant wanting her scent—why not come find her?
Her misery was shallow scent too……
Should compensate properly?
Pleasure turned greed—
Wanted Wen Shiyu more obsessed—eyes always on her like before—
Kneel and kiss her—beg for scent and kiss—
Hear “can’t leave you” aloud.
Even imagining—breath quick.
Too much? No—not at all.
Wen Shiyu started evil—marked her—pregnant—used her.
Now caught in her own trap—fair.
Punishment.
Wen Shiyu should be fascinated—addicted—unable to leave……
……
Wen Shiyu’s cabin restless too.
First time Cefalina said she should not be able to impregnate her.
Charlotte’s plan working.
Push pregnancy topic—maybe wake.
But also—she should like Cefalina’s scent……
Can she admit that?
Undecided—wanted Charlotte—had not confessed how intimate they got—swallowed.
Fine—DIY—opened relationship forums.
Hated people hate more when you push intimacy—they flee.
Oily cling still right?
Pregnancy mentioned—almost there—could not sleep.
Cracked door—hesitate visit Cefalina—
Gap—stunned.
Soft hall light—Cefalina outside—fresh shower—pale sleep dress—gold hair loose—
Bare face soft—fairy sneaking from palace.
Did not expect Wen Shiyu.
Paused—no retreat—no speak—waiting for Wen Shiyu first.
Good chance—breathed—walked over:
“I…… wanted to kiss you then.”
Cefalina blink—lashes tremble.
Pressed on: “Inferior Alpha…… almost useless pheromones—”
“To control you only more contact will—”
Cefalina frowned—unhappy—
Stepped in—pinched cheeks—kissed her—cut her off.
Pulled back.
“And you? How do you feel now?”
“Huh……?”
Night cabin quiet—dim wall lamps—only two in the long hall.
Heart fast—processed what happened.
“I asked how you feel when I kiss you.” Chin up proud though ears red.
“Think I’m fragrant? Beautiful?”
More frozen.
Over syllabus?
Cefalina hm—Wen Shiyu full of holes—talk control—one kiss—speechless.
Leaned—released faint peach pheromone. “Want to kiss again?”
Swallow. “……Want?”
Corner of mouth up. “What else? What do you want to do to me?”
Palm sweat—brain search—hated answers.
“Want…… touch your tail?”
Ears red instant—hair fell—“Pervert.”
“No tail for you.” Muffled.
Hate her—good—relief inside.
Hall empty—crew likely resting—heart set—stay in character.
Palm on Cefalina’s waist—
Slowly down.
Cefalina startled—
“You—don’t.” Hand on hers—but Wen Shiyu still—
Face red—breath heavy.
“What are you doing—”
To be hated.
Whisper at ear: “Tail…… I’ll help…… maybe one will show.”
“Bastard—I didn’t say you could—you—”
Waited for rage—shake off—
Wait.
Why not moving?
Stuck—continued—almost there—what now—
Turbulence—Wen Shiyu stumbled—pinned Cefalina to the wall.