Transmigrated in the F-Rated Reverse Harem Novel

Ilyana woke up and saw a fancy ceiling with extravagant gems intricately engraved in it. She slowly sat up and looked at the silhouette of a beautiful man with luscious long brown hair and green eyes, quietly reading the book of etiquette with a frown in his face. After staring at the man for a while, he raised his head and stared at her, his mouth slightly gaping, indicating that he was a little startled.

"I see you're awake, your grace. The entire manor clamored when they saw you lying lifelessly in the carpet of your office. It's been a day since, how do you feel your grace?" The brown haired man approached her and kneeled beside the bed. He gently placed the book in the side table and caressed her hand in a gentle and affectionate manner. 

"I was really worried, your grace. I thought something bad happened to you while I was away. This concubines heart is broken, seeing you lay lifeless in my bed for the past hours." The man looked at her with eyes full of worry, tearing up a little bit.

"I have caused you agony, my dear. I apologize, I was just exhausted from work." Ilyana tucked the beautiful man's hair behind his ear, which caused him to slightly redden. 

"It's alright your grace, as long as you are doing well."

She smiled at him "Aresian, be a dear and do me a favor, call Nero, will you?"

The first concubine of Ilyana, Aresian El'yan Windsor clenched his teeth in anger. Who wouldn't, after all, the first thing Ilyana did after she woke up with her beloved concubine beside her was to look for her aide. In Ilyana's defense, she had something important to tell her aide, after she talks to that damned system, ofcourse. 

"Yes, ofcourse, your grace." Aresian stood up, bowed slightly, and quickly left the chambers, clearly upset.

"My, that adorable darling is definitely upset at me, I should send him some rare jewels and dresses later." She chuckled and sat down properly. 

Aresian El'yan Windsor is the son of the duke of the east, a dukedom that specializes in producing mana stones used to create durable weapons. He is the first concubine taken in by Ilyana who found him extremely helpful because of the inside information he's able to provide as the butterfly of high society. His family is also influential enough to assist the southern dukedom under Ilyana's rule in great lengths. 

Ilyana stood up and transferred to the sofa, reaching for the tea Aresian was drinking before she woke up "Open system"

[Dear host, you have been penalized and thus, cannot use the system for three days. Time remaining: 000:038:000]

"What in the world-?" Just as she was about to break the tea cup in fury, the door loudly opened with a bang, a man with short fluffy pink hair and matching pink eyes came in, bursting in tears.

"Your grace! Do you know how worried I was?! This concubine couldn't sleep last night, fearing that a terrible thing has happened to you."He rushed to Ilyana without second thoughts, jumping into her arms.

"You talk as if I was dying, calm your worries sweetheart, I am alive and well."She patted his head lightly.

'I am alive and well enough to feel this intense anger, whoever is interfering in my vacation shall burn in hell with me' She clenched her teeth, thinking about how nice it would be to float in the water and feel the cool breeze hit her skin.

"T-this concubine still cannot cease his worries. If I may be presumptuous, will your grace allow me the honor of sleeping with you in your chambers tonight?" L'sthar looked up, giving her his cutest puppy eyes, hoping to sleep with his wife.

L'sthar Ayer is the son of the count, his family isn't that strong but he, himself is a treasure to Ilyana. With his hands blessed with great skills for craftmanship and painting, he's able to sketch and breath life into several weapons and equipments that isn't available anywhere else. His talent in making poison is also unparalleled, although that often causes trouble every time he uses the other concubines as test subjects, Ilyana couldn't deny that his usefulness is too attractive to not turn a blind eye to his evil deeds.

Before she could answer, the first concubine walked towards them and slapped away his hands using his fan, "How inconsiderate of you concubine L'sthar. Her grace needs sufficient rest in peace, clearly you are not able to offer with that loud mouth of yours, with all due respect of course. I hope you understand that I am merely saying this out of concern for my wife."

"Suddenly barging when I am conversing with my wife isn't that befitting of a high society butterfly either, concubine Aresian. I wonder whom should watch who's manners." L'sthar gritted his teeth, holding his hand that was slapped away by Aresian. 

"If suddenly barging in without being called for is for the mannerless, isn't it you who should be ashamed of yourself? I do not mean to ridicule concubine L'sthar, however, my wifes' health is my main priority." L'sthar, with his impatience couldn't handle his anger and was about to attack Aresian when a man with short white hair and gray eyes came in, holding his sword and bowing lightly to Ilyana.

"Y-you-!"

"That's enough both of you. You must have forgotten that you're in the duke's presence." The man walked slowly towards Ilyana, grabbed her hand and placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.

"This isn't for you to intervene concubine Thaddeus!" L'sthar was even more furious now.

'How dare this hypocrite act like a saint!' L'sthar thought to himself, picturing a thousand ways to poison his drink.

'It's been twelve lifetimes, yet their bickering never changed. They're too useful to get rid of so that's off the charts, plus they're ikemens, I couldn't possibly throw them out, just look at that God carved face! A little fight within the harem isn't bad either, as long as it doesn't harm my money, It should be alright since its entertaining. I might die of boredom otherwise. Ah, now that I think about it, I'm back my beloved ikemens!' Ilyana thought while sitting at the couch, clearly enjoying the show.

"Master, I have arrived." The sound of Nero's gentle voice silenced the arguing concubines. They all looked at the door, looking at the man standing there like he's a rebel about to commit treason.

"I'm alright. Head to the dining room, I shall have dinner with all of you. Inform the others as well. All of you, leave for now. Nero, come here."

They all bowed and said in unison "Yes, your grace."

Nero bowed to the concubines and slowly walked towards his master. He bowed with his knees on the ground and held her hand "Are you alright, master?"

"No need to worry about trivial matters. More importantly nero, I want you to look into something for me along with Clovis." Ilyana took a sip of her tea.

"I shall inform him, master." Nero nodded and lowered his head.

"Good boy, nero. Look for a man named Taire, he's a mercenary and around this time, he should be working at Mercadones, it's a guild that specializes in using their fists when fighting. Bring him to me no matter what, it doesn't matter if you hurt him a little, as long as you can bring him to me within this week. Make haste now, I trust you won't disappoint me, my beloved nero." Ilyana gently caressed nero's blindfolded eyes.

"I shall do everything in my power, master." Nero said, the corner of his ears getting a tint of red.

'I have to bring him earlier to my side, there's something that only Taire can do. This lifetime, it doesn't matter if he won't become part of my harem, it's a little bit of a shame but I have no time to coddle him up and scam him to join my concubines. There's too much I should do to get the vacation I deserve and to avoid the end of this world. This time too, I apologize in advance taire, but you'll have to work like a dog, day and night.' Ilyana poured more tea in her teacup.

"Kercha, I shall change into decent clothes. My adorable puppies are waiting for me to devour them." The personal maid of the duke suddenly appeared out of thin air and assisted her into changing in her new clothing.

"All done, your grace." Ilyana looked in the mirror and smiled in satisfaction.

"Kercha." The maid looked at her master with a smile.

"Yes, your grace?" 

'Will you betray me again kercha? Just thinking about it sends shivers down my spine. I'm shaking with excitement, just by simply thinking about how you'd betray me this time around. After all, you're the one who will lead me to him. I look forward to your betrayal Kercha, don't disappoint me.'

"Nothing."