Chapter 7: Peace Treaty on the Bed (6)

As soon as those words ended, the Special Bureau’s Deputy Director, whom he had been completely ignoring, shouted.

— Wait, were you by any chance with that woman?

“I’m hanging up.”

— Hey, you son of a…

Click.

Adrian looked down at the wrist where the communication had been cut off with an expressionless face.

No matter how much of a woman the Deputy Director was, he could not let anyone else listen to Sena’s moans.

He rubbed his slowly cooling wrist.

Although he had taken the message, the communication stone would explode in the near future if he did not return to the Special Bureau.

It couldn’t be helped then.

Regretful as he was, he slowly pulled his manhood out of Sena.

Even after coming out, Adrian’s penis dripped a thick, white, sticky fluid for a long time.

He ejaculated just like that while feeling Sena’s eyes watching him.

Semen fell onto the bed with a patter, thoroughly soaking her parted gap.

“Sena, Sena, Sena… ah.”

Adrian’s gaze landed between her legs.

Red flesh, a dark parted crevice, and white fluid poured generously over it.

It was a sight he had longed to see even in his dreams.

Covering his flushed cheeks with the back of his hand, he turned his head away.

Having received visual stimulation, his member regained its power and throbbed once more.

However, instead of inserting himself, he hugged Sena tightly.

“I love this so much… I f*cking love this.”

Sena gasped for air while held tightly in Adrian’s embrace.

As her senses gradually returned, the disgraceful acts she had committed just a moment ago came back to her one by one.

To cry and throw a tantrum, begging that Adrian Blake to ram her.

Sena’s face flared up beet red, turned dead pale, and finally went blue with shock.

It was a memory that no sane person could endure with their head held high.

She easily chose the path of escaping from this situation.

“Sena? Sena, are you okay?”

Feeling the strong force shaking her, Sena fainted and passed out.

Sena had a dream.

It was an old dream.

As was the case for some people, Sena also had a dream that she dreamed continuously over several days.

A nightmare set against the backdrop of her lost hometown was precisely that.

Dull gray skyscrapers, crowds moving like swarms of rats, and a nightscape dazzling with flashing neon signs.

Sena, who had tightly wrapped a scarf around herself before she knew it, blended into the background and rubbed her red, frozen hands.

“9! 8! 7…”

Shouts counting down for the New Year spread past her ears.

It was a dream she didn’t even realize she was having because she hadn’t dreamed it in a long while.

However, was there something like this before?

She looked ahead with a puzzled face.

Standing there was a young man with a very beautiful impression.

The young man wearing a Greek-style toga looked like a high-ranking priest from somewhere.

However, his face looked youthful, as if he were a college freshman.

His highly saturated, honey-colored blonde hair was unkempt, yet strangely perfect to the point of feeling surreal.

It was a beauty that made one marvel, more like looking at nature than at a person.

Like Adrian Blake, that is.

Sena stared blankly at the boy without realizing it, only snapping back to reality at the words that followed.

‘Sena, it’s too much of you to dream of the past instead of me.’

The voice echoing in her head sounded like it was whining, yet it also sounded polite.

It had a somewhat familiar quality, but it wasn’t enough to awaken Sena’s consciousness.

‘Who are you to say that?’

When she spoke indifferently, the young man smiled warmly.

‘Sena’s husband.’

Of course, Sena had never even thought of the existence of a husband up until this day.

Right when she began to think it was somewhat eerie, he threw himself into her arms.

‘Sena!’

The voice heard within her embrace grew clearer.

Sena ended up falling backward just like that.

Against the backdrop of the night sky where stars could not be seen due to light pollution, he examined her worriedly.

That face was beyond her taste, so Sena stared at him blankly for a moment.

This was her first time having a dream like this.

Because Sena lacked imagination, she didn’t have the ability to create such a sophisticated illusion.

With a dazed mind, she stroked him as he clung to her.

Frankly, it felt more like touching a large wolf or a beast than a person.

‘Sena…’

He called out to Sena wistfully.

At the same time, a burning hot sensation spread through her lower abdomen.

Regrettably, the situation of her lower body was far from wistful.

Sena casually lowered her gaze between them and was utterly horrified.

‘What is this?’

It was a genital organ that could truly only be described as beastly.

A massive body with a dark red hue, bulging with veins, dripping pre-ejaculatory fluid continuously—a penis.

It was poking into Sena’s lower abdomen, squeezing through the single piece of cloth the man was roughly wearing.

To have to see that even in a dream.

Disgusted, she stood up from the floor.

Pushing away a man as large as a house was something possible purely because it was a dream.

As she turned around to leave just like that, a voice clearer than before was heard behind her back.

‘Selena, don’t go.’

He stood there gripping the end of Sena’s scarf and spoke earnestly.

She flicked the boy’s nose lightly.

‘Who are you to tell me to go or stay?’

Though she didn’t realize it, it was a gesture that only came out between very intimate people.

He raised his head and looked at Sena with eyes as deep blue as the high firmament of the sky, like a cornflower.

His light pink lips parted slowly.

‘Please remember me.’

Sena’s brow furrowed at the request that popped out without context.

It was a phrase that could truly only be described as a cheap trick.

Instead of being shaken by his words, she shook off his arm fiercely.

However, he was still holding onto the scarf tightly.

‘Even if you wake up from the dream, please remember me.’

His blue eyes surged as if they were about to overflow.

With eyes more earnest than anything, he looked up at her.

‘Remember.’

Sena hesitated and took a step back.

He did not bother trying to close the widened distance.

Instead, he whispered softly.

Endlessly tracing Sena’s face with his gaze.

‘Sena, me…’

He grows distant.

The gray skyscrapers that seemed to pierce the sky collapsed without a sound.

The people welcoming the new year collapsed into dust and were swept away by the wind as if sucked in by a vacuum cleaner.

It was time to wake up from the dream.

He had now become so faintly distant that he was hard to recognize.

However, that voice was as clear as if heard right beside her.

‘Sena.’

The echoing voice suddenly changed its tone.

It was a low, cracked timbre filled with pain.

‘Why did you abandon me?’

Sena opened her eyes all of a sudden.

“Gasp!”

Panting for breath, she looked around the room.

A cozy room filled with walls papered in bright silver-gray, neatly replaced bedding, and warm wooden furniture.

The room, which had been messy as if hit by a typhoon before she fell asleep, was neatly cleaned up.

Just in time, Adrian Blake, who was sitting beside her, looked back at her.

The hand adjusting a crooked medal of military merit paused, then reached out toward her.

“Sena, did you sleep well?”

Lightly turning Sena’s cheek, he kissed one of her cheeks with a loud sound.

Mwah.

“Did you dream of me?”

Gradually, the crazy acts she had engaged in with him came back to her.

Sena rolled her eyes once in utter disbelief.

He truly had no conscience.

“No.”

She was rational enough to separate the fact of being violated by Adrian from her sexual excitement.

However, just because Sena herself was excited did not change the fact that Adrian Blake had forced her when she didn’t want to.

To approach her as if nothing had happened after committing such an act was utterly absurd.

Sena’s face naturally turned cold.

“Who else appeared in your dream besides me?”

“It was a dream where a man handsomer than you, Sir, acted like he knew me.”

The youth’s face, which had been clear until just a moment ago, was gradually fading upon waking from the dream.

Now she barely remembered the contents of the dream, but Sena lied.

Because she wanted to see Adrian Blake get angry.

However, there is always someone above the one who runs.

Sena’s answer brought about an unexpected result.

“Aha.”

Adrian’s eyes narrowed like a fox.

He pulled back the bedsheet covering Sena’s body with a snap.

Sena let out a muffled scream and covered her body with both arms, but her wrists were soon grabbed by him.

“Sena, I don’t have much time, but… I have no choice.”

Again.

Goosebumps ran down her spine at the words that left an ominous lingering note.

Sena asked back frantically.

“What on earth do you mean?”

“I’ll make you forget all about things like dreams.”

Adrian whispered in a tender tone while lightly biting her ear.

Unfiltered lingering desire dripped from the gesture of his hands caressing her body.

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