After the extravagant wedding, the new couple spent their one moon-month honeymoon going in and out of the Crystal Beast Realm.
Gwan-il wanted to be more adaptable to his new husband's birthland. But still enjoyed their honeymoon.
Visiting rare places that are yet to- or may never be- opened to the public. Examples are:
A country that was overtaken by animals forcing it's human inhabitants to gradually leave until there was no human life that could move back in. But it is a hunting ground for the general public now.. (it will be opened soon).
Then a city of only flowers. The most fascinating thing about this flower city is that it is filled with every kind of flowers ever known to man. Both poisonous and healing spiritual plants. They grow side by side but anyone with good eyes can see the clear distinctive line that separates them from each other.
Also a burning crater in a mountain called the 'Gates of Hell'. The Ven could not help but wonder if those in that third world era knew there was actually the gate of hell underneath the crater (it is a different dimension). Most government officials back then willl have definitely known.
But making love in space can be considered, he officially joined the 'mile-high club'. He was gently held in those big wide arms with his back leaning on the long full length indestructible window of their special spaceship, his husband gentle thrusting in and out of him and the double moons shinning brilliantly behind him. He was loved and brought to the realms of euphoria several times than he could remember.
Being taught how to 'behave' on the private island which was given as a wedding gift from himself to his mate.
His mate, that is currently dicking him down in the rear even though they have a dinner date to catch in 5mins.
Fuck!! he loves his man!!
*~~~~~~~*
Since his marriage to Sen Ji-Hu, Gwan-il's new identity has caused a few ripples in the Ancient Aristocrat elite class. Some fearing to offend the new 'Madame Seo' and most wanting to form a 'partnership' with him. He already is a hot 'potatoe,' as the third worlds will call it (perks of being the second to last diamond maknae of the Monarchy).
But a few still need to understand that his position in the Monarchy does not mean he is a soft persimmon.
After his fantastic and enjoyable honeymoon, it was back to work and school as usual. He get's a good 'loving' before going to school.
HanWool and DaeChan were the ones to meet him at the entrance of his faculty as usual. Both of them not surprised by the newly married Ven's refreshed and happy smile as he is dropped off by his husband.
"Welcome back bitch" HanWool snorts
"Who pissed him off?" Gwan asks Chan
"Unless he can find an alternative to the very elaborate Imperial tiaras and crowns, the rule that every Imperial consort HAS to ALWAYS wear one will definitely apply to him in the very near future" DaeChan provides the gists.
"Oh~~ I see" Gwan-il nods
"DeaJung hyu-"
"Don't talk about that evil Ven!! I wish I can roast him over a fire and eat him after" Wool snarls
"Wow.. I didn't think you are related to the 'Cannibal Tribe' " Gwan 'gasps'. "What did he do this time though?"
"He suggested chokers" DaeChan answers with a sigh.
"As a replacement?" Gwan
"Yep" DaeChan
"But chokers won't be bad though" Gwan
"..."
"... don't tempt me to sucker-gut your internal organs into a different hemisphere" HanWool growls
"Bad idea?? Considering I just got married" Gwan-il rejects
"Tch" HanWool rolls his eyes and turns to leave
"What's my schedule like?" Gwan-il asks Chan following the still 'fuming' Ven.
"Three classes at 10, 2 and 5. You have been invited out on a dinner meeting with President Man Sun Bi of Brisk Capitol at 8pm then clan meeting at 10pm" Chan lists, off head
"Brisk Capitol?" Gwan was surprised
"Yep" Chan
"The same Brisk Capitol Qi-hyung and Jang hyung has been trying to acquire?" Gwan asked again to be sure
"Yep" Chan nods
"Okay" he shrugs
"Oh~ Channie here needs advice on how to woo Han-Ju hyung" Wool suddenly stops and turn to face them.
"Wait... I knew you was in love with him. Pay up" Gwan-il stretch his delicate pale white hand infront of Wool who only rolls his eyes, taking off a water jade bracelet and huffling placing it in his(Gwan's) outstretched palm.
"..."
"So tell" Gwan happily puts it on then turns to Chan.
They chatted about Han-Ju who had come back from his trip not long ago as they entered and settled in the library hall beside his class.
An hour later the day officially starts. Everything looked so bright and it was a good day. He missed his friends a 'bit'. What he didn't miss is the usual eyes on him everywhere he went. Not like he couldn't handle it or make them stop, but seeing wealthy heirs, aristocrat sons, royal kids and other high socialites act as if they were seeing the Imperial Crown Prince for the first time again made him amused.
He wonders how they will react if they knew Hanwool is the future *'Imperial Princess Royale'.
[A/N: HanWool chose to use the female title. You will understand more in his Chapter]
After a long day's work, he is seated with his clan members as he excitedly takes out the abudant gifts hidden in his storage-space ring he brought for them.
"I am the new owner of 'Brisk Capitol' " Gwan-il states randomly. Which had all his clan members giving him stunned look. In the clan, Gwan-il is the least 'money hungry' member. He hardly ever paid attention to the stocks and any other businesses except for his antique coffee-house. So when he does such sudden moves, it makes them realise why he is the most 'chilled' and slightly normal one amongst their crackhead clan.
"How did that happen?" ChanQi looks genuinely interested. He had been trying to strike a deal with the previous owner and it had all gone to smokes.
Nothing seems to please the owner and the Sen could not bother fussing over it.
"I bought his shares in exchange of not reporting his 354 counts of tax fraud to Jiji-Bear" he says. Calmly stirring his coffee as his clan members stares at him with mixed reactions.
Shock, impressed, worried but still deeply impressed.
"So you basically got half a billion-K worth of shares as pacification" WenYan summarise
"Isn't that bullying Madam Seo?" Hyunwoo teased with an exaggerated gasp
"Nope. I got it *white and box" (*fair and square)
"Min DaeJung's definition is not allowed" Crown Prince MinJun tuts
"Says the master con" Wool gave his shameless hyung a side unimpressed eyes
"I will take that as a compliment but I will come back to you later" Minjun shushs him
"I will really like to understand this 'white and box' way Fruity got the company" WooSung asks amused
"I originally wanted to give him an antique ancient painting from Mom which is read at 600million-K for base price" Gwan explained
"Say what now?" WooSung and DaeHa questioned in sync with a clear 'tell me that's a fucking joke' stare. The entire artistic world knows how rare it was for the Lansfort family to bring out pieces of the antique ancient paintings left by every famous painters in over 2500 star years. Gwan's parent are art and antiques curators. Before the current Imperial Emperor took the Heavenly Imperial Seat, very few could see the faces of the Imperial Emperors/Empresses or their Imperial Consorts and Imperial concubines. Their 'Heavenly' Imperial Crown was designed to block their faces from being looked upon. The Imperial Consorts and Imperial Concubines had veils covering their head the rare times they made public appearances.
But the current Emperor had been quick to abolish that rule the moment the Heavenly Imperial Crown sat on his head. The Jee ancestors were the only ones who were privileged enough to see the real faces of the past Imperial Monarchs and their respective households. They documented the growth of the emperor from infancy till their last breath.
Gwan-il's father has the honourable title of 'Lord of Imperial Arts and Tutor of the Imperial Crown Prince'. His mother being the Imperial Art Curator also gives Gwan the opportunity to own and possess many precious antique artworks.
To the wealthy society, buying an art piece is like buying an asset. Only the buyers can see the original paintings or rare antiques. Some buyers pay extra to make copies and put up for display in their homes. Whilest some hides theirs in the bank safes and let the bank resell it for a higher price later on after some star-years passed.
Others use it as a gift to impress their business patners and others. So getting a 600million-K worth of painting was a good deal for shares in Brisk Capitol, which by the way is barely half the price of the painting.
"I plan to renovate and merge 'Brisk Capitol' with my little sister's art museum. Because of the fantasy like celestial architecture, it will make everything feel more surreal and artistic. I also plan to work with DaeJung hyung too for his next year limited collection. That will open the flood gate for other big name artist and designers to come rent the space for future projects. Luckily it has a 'morphing' technology built in it somewhere" he groans
"I can assure to clear the tax debts and get enough profit to increase the pay of all the staffs and still get change. Everything would have gone great but he had to get in over his damn head and thought he could use my MAN as a personal bodyguard. Like.. the fuck?!" he lowly growls. Gwan-il was too chill as he spoke and his face had a light scowl.
His face and tone not matching his speech. This is the usual appearance of a very pissed off Gwan-il.
Gwan-il hardly gets mad about things that go wrong in his life. He believes it is all a part of life lessons and that's how he learns. If he feels uncomfortable and bothered about something, he talks to the hyung line and they help with handling it. It is rare for the Ven to handle things by himself.
"How do you mean?" HanWool was really interested
"He said he wants Jiji-Bear to publicly back him. He has made a few more enemies with his gambling debts and wants to use MY husband as a wall to block people. So I decided to just own the company since he seems to lost his stupid mind" Gwan-il shrugs "This coffee is undrinkable now" he sighs placing the spoon back and pulling out a sanitised wet tissue to clean his dainty white fingers.
"...."
"...."
"...."
"I feel very proud right now" Minjun nods in approval.
The speechless clan members snapped back to reality. Some secretly rub the goose flesh hidden underneath their clothes.
"Gwannie can you at least make your tone and face match your mood?" Wool shuddered "You know how scary you look right now?" He tsks rolling his eyes.
"That's just how uri Gwan-ah is. It is kinda cute" DaeHa defends the now smiling younger Ven.
"Yes. Uri Gwan-il ah is cute when he is mad" leader Sen YeongCheol grins at the now blushing male.
"I would like to question your aesthetics but never mind. You are all just 'maknae-cons' " Chan sighs making the members laugh. Making the atmosphere much warmer.
"Do you need help clearing anything up in the books?" Sen Jang Jisoo asks with a smile. He is the fifth(5th) member of the clan. Sen Jang Jisoo is from the second richest family -outside the nobles- in the Empire and fifth richest in the entire Unirse as they (Jang) are known to control a very large part of the black market.
"Yes please hyung. Some annoying group of guys. Something to do with wanting Brisk Capitol. They are being a pain in the kneck and I just got the bloody company less than two hours ago" Gwan-il pouts going through the files DaeChan just forwarded to him.
"I got ya" Sen Jisoo
"Thank you hyung!!" He gave a wide gummy smile.
"Cute"
"Adorable"
"Venomous"
"Psyco"