Always a Happy Ending (10)
However, the Duke of Bron would not have expected Leslie Martenâs mix of drugs to work like confessionals. Leslie got drunk and told him everything he knew, and he attracted aristocrats from the political world.
As things got out of control, the nobles who took part in the rebellion panicked and put the Duke on the chopping board, and his plan turned out to be fiery oil.
How could that be?
It was impossible unless someone had planned and set a trap from beginning to end.
The problem was that he had no idea who helped him do this on their own.
âGod has helped you. As expected, Your Majesty is his son.â
The aide, who has been assisting the emperor for generations of his family, was especially loyal. As if he was truly impressed by the incident, he put his hand on his chest and bowed lightly and expressed his respect.
Julian, who really didnât do anything, was very upset. There must be someone who sows carefully somewhere else, but itâs always been him who collects them. For some reason, this doesnât seem to have happened just once or twice before.
âHow did you find out the source of the drug?â
âI couldnât find a trace anywhere.â
âIn addition?â
Julian asked nervously and touched his forehead. In a world where magic is immediately detected, there was only one person capable of distributing drugs in such a rudimentary manner.
The master of the district 32.
Julian remembered the chief of evil who made fun of the owner of this country with the nickname âmasterâ, and then sharpened his teeth.
âKeep tracking.â
Everything was still veiled, but one day, he would find even faint traces and wipe them out.
***
âYouâre here?â
Vivianâs cheeks swelled when she saw Aiden coming in the afternoon when the sun was sinking.
He went to Thatcher and asked him to deliver the manuscript, but why did he come so late?
She deliberately ignored his gaze and complained to herself that she might have made her own manuscript.
âHave you been waiting?â
âNot at all. I was bored just lying down.â
In fact, there was nothing to wait for. She barely opened her eyes an hour or two ago because she was suffering until dawn. However, she felt empty without him, so she didnât want to go back to sleep or read books. How long has it been since they met, and it seems that the warmth of a person has already become familiar.
Vivian habitually tried to reach for him, but turned her head back.
Aiden began patting her cheek gently as if to soothe her.
âI went to check something for a while.â
âUh⦠is that underworld thing?â
âWhatâs the underworld?â
He smiled as if he were cute. Recently, she wondered if Vivianâs words had any hope in her lungs to spray a flowery smile with words that were nothing special.
Sheâs become a fool.
She looked up at him with a strange look. It was because she realized that the atmosphere had changed a lot compared to when they first met.
He still had a hard-to-reach pressure, a brutal atmosphere, and a villain-like face, but sometimes he had a face that melted like snow on a spring day. It was so fascinatingly handsome that Vivian would sometimes look at him with a look of fascination.
Aiden didnât seem to be aware of what she was doing.
âThere was nothing special. Thatâs what I usually do.â
âYouâre watching His Majestyâs backâ¦â
âForgive me for being late.â
âWhat happened? Because I donât want anything to happen to His Majesty. I wonât know how to face Cardel.â
In that case, even if something suddenly happens, there is nothing to say. It was not uncommon enough to complain about why he was late when he was late from work.
Vivian waved her hands as if to stop apologizing to him. And this time she stretched out her arms properly towards him. As if to hug her, Aiden smiled brightly and hugged her strongly.
âI missed you.â
ââ¦â¦me, too.â
It didnât look like that, and Aiden was still very shy.
Except for special days, it was still difficult for him to say that he wanted to see him or that he loved him.
But after we became a couple, we sometimes pretend to be crazy and talk like that, but Iâm still not used to it.
Vivian rolled her eyes around and tried to pull Aiden off. But he held her tight and wouldnât let her go, and he hugged her and rolled around the bed.
âUh!â
At the same time, a sweet breath poured in. At first, lips gently met. Vivianâs eyelashes trembled with a tingly touch of feather. Then, a violent tongue quickly entered her mouth, as if he had been friendly. As he closed his tongue and began to inhale strongly, the chilling sensation crept back into his sensitive body.
Originally, he wasnât good at holding back his desires, but Aiden recently had a severe case, and the cause was Vivian. It was because when the deadline approached, she was stuck in her study looking like a scoundrel and just wrote. She didnât let him come near.
âReturn everything to me today.â
Said Aiden, whose patience and self-control had completely disappeared at the end of Vivianâs deadline.
No matter how hard she tries. She thought it was only a few hours ago that she snoozed like this.