Chapter 17: The Peace Treaty on the Bed

“Have relations only once every three days.”

Sena’s resonant voice pierced the silence.

“This is my condition.”

Inside Adrian Blake’s private office.

On the leather executive chair sat Sena instead of its original owner.

And across from her, the visitor’s chair was occupied by Deputy Director Sandria.

Adrian stood alone in a proper, upright posture.

It was simply a gesture of yielding his seat for a lady and his superior, but depending on how one viewed it, he looked almost as if he were being punished.

However, Adrian failed to realize that fact and wore a subtle expression.

“I refuse.”

“……?”

“How can a person do it only once?”

“No, wait, what did you say?”

Sena opened her mouth in utter disbelief.

Adrian smiled with a bright face, looking as innocent as an angel.

“You don’t eat a meal only once a day either.

If we do it once, it can be twice, and it can be three times.”

At his brazen rebuttal, Sena’s face flushed as if it were about to burst.

At his unexpected eloquence—no, sophisticated sophistry—Sena lost her words and stared at him as if it were absurd.

However, Adrian did not back down.

His face suddenly drew close to Sena’s.

At a distance so close that he could count the opponent’s eyelashes, Adrian whispered provocatively.

“It won’t be fun for you either.”

Sena took a deep breath.

The only reason she didn’t storm out of her seat at those insane words was purely due to the Deputy Director’s advice that there was no way to break the contract.

And with a heart as if vomiting blood, she acquiesced.

“…Fine.

Three times.”

“I refuse.”

“Why again this time!”

Sena finally sprang up from her seat this time.

The chair rolled back smoothly.

Receiving two pairs of gazes on his person, Adrian added.

“Three times in three days ultimately means once a day, does it not?”

Sena, who was extremely hot-tempered due to the ethnic traits on her mother’s side, finally blew her top at those words.

Unaware that the stenographer who stepped forward as a witness beside them and Deputy Director Sandria were watching with great interest as if viewing a play, Sena shot back.

Naturally, the ends of her words were cut short into informal speech.

“Ha, so six times wasn’t enough for you?”

“Sena… it’s not six times, it’s nine times.”

The man correcting the count was so slick that it felt as if this place were not a hastily arranged consultation room, but on top of a bed.

Sena slowly closed and opened her eyes.

She was enraged.

Honestly, Sena had endured as much as she could endure.

She endured his confession, she endured drafting the marriage contract, and she endured him having relations as he pleased.

Was she not being polite and using honorifics step by step to a blackmailer posing as a husband who held the magnificent background of the Special Bureau and the Federation government?

If she had acted according to her temper, she probably would have struck his head countless times with handcuffs in the safe house long ago.

Therefore, she could no longer endure it.

Sena extended her arm and grabbed the collar of the obnoxious Adrian Blake.

And she shook him without mercy.

Whether he was letting her win or not, Adrian was shaken just as she shook him anyway.

While Adrian Blake’s face blurred with fluster, Deputy Director Sandria uncrossed her arms and hurriedly stood up from her seat, and the stenographer went ‘uh, uh’.

Sena took a deep breath and screamed.

“Fine!”

Realizing only then that she was extremely angry, Adrian quickly raised both hands to raise a white flag.

“Sena, wait a moment.”

However, it was already too late.

“Do it six times or nine times every day, just go all out!

You’re not a rabbit, let’s see how long you can keep shooting it out!”

Keep shooting it out…

Shooting…

The voice of the woman seized with fury echoed vigorously through the open crack of the office door and out into the hallway.

The echo buzzed for dozens of seconds before fading into faint noise.

It was a voice loud enough that any investigator with good physical condition could hear the contents.

Colt, an investigator who happened to be entering Adrian’s office to deliver a message, unwittingly whistled upon seeing the scene before his eyes.

“…Wow.”

Adrian’s office was a mess.

The war hero of the Federation with both hands raised, a civilian woman jumping him and grabbing his collar to shake him, and the Special Bureau Deputy Director trying to stop such a woman…

Then, in the middle of the chaotic mess, Colt’s eyes locked right with the stenographer who was looking at him piteously.

Colt let the stenographer out of the office and hurriedly approached the Deputy Director to whisper.

“Deputy Director, on the Callisto front…”

The space between Deputy Director Sandria’s brows furrowed slightly.

“Tsk, whenever Adrian Blake steps away from the front line, trouble arises.”

Adrian was still held by the collar by Sena even then.

Sena, whose strength had drained, didn’t hold and shake him anymore, but Adrian stood with an obedient face as if he even liked that.

It was an absent-minded face that made it unbelievable that the tide of the front line had turned because he failed to attend.

Deputy Director Sandria swept her eyes over Adrian Blake from head to toe with a dissatisfied look, then whispered to Sena.

“Sena.”

“Yes?”

Only then did Sena let go of Adrian’s collar.

She was flushing red after realizing the unsightly scene she had committed a moment ago.

Deputy Director Sandria looked back and forth between Sena and Adrian, let out a soft sigh, and spoke quietly.

“It would be good to include a clause in the special terms stating that relations cannot occur unless you agree.”

That was precisely what Sena had hoped for.

“Lord Adrian, do you agree?”

Deputy Director Sandria glared at Adrian.

It was an attitude as if she would overturn the negotiation table if he did not agree.

On the other hand, Adrian answered brightly.

“Yes, let’s do that.”

My goodness, thank you.

Overjoyed, Sena took Deputy Director Sandria’s hand and shook it.

The Deputy Director, who was caught between the two while stopping Sena, muttered in an exhausted tone.

“Lord Adrian will not act recklessly as before.

If such a thing happens, request a family consultation.”

“Yes, of course.

Thank you so much.”

“Add the rest by mutual agreement, and I must be going now.”

And Deputy Director Sandria quickly grabbed Colt and left the room.

She seemed to have no desire to be involved any further.

Sena looked anxiously at the door where the people had disappeared.

She also wanted to kick open the door and leave.

However, there was one more person in this room.

An arm stretched out over Sena’s shoulder and closed the office door.

Click.

The sound of the door handle mechanism turning smoothly resonated.

Subsequently, a slow whisper was heard.

“Sena.

Don’t we have things to talk about?”

If voice had a color, Sena thought it would surely be a voice that looked pitch-blackly burnt.

When their eyes met, Adrian smiled softly.

Dressed in a restrained uniform, he looked the same as usual.

However, Sena ended up finding a difference as if playing a spot-the-difference game.

Blue veins stood out on the back of the hand that closed the door.

As if holding something back to suppress it.

“I have nothing to say to you.”

Sena hurriedly backed away from Adrian.

Then, because she was in a hurry, she stumbled while walking unsteadily on her injured ankle.

“Ugh!”

The foot on the injured side stepped on the hem of her long slacks.

Because of that, Sena lost her balance and slid straight backward.

Adrian snatched Sena with excellent reflexes.

With a movement like a hawk snatching prey, Sena settled into Adrian’s embrace.

“Let go… of this!”

The moment she was held by Adrian, Sena squirmed as if having a fit, but Adrian didn’t let her go easily, as if taking revenge for having his collar grabbed earlier.

Only after a long while did he sit Sena down on the chair and laugh quietly.

Selena Han had an angry face.

The pertly upturned corners of her eyes were charming, but also looked a bit sensitive.

Her blue-gray eyes rolled frantically here and there to inspect him.

The clothes she was wearing were absurdly large.

Naturally, it was because they were tailored to Adrian’s size, but the hem that had been folded about three times had all unfolded in the chaos, covering the backs of her hands and feet.

The smell of perfume he wore lingered on Sena.

Adrian once again buried his nose in Sena’s neckline and smiled happily.

Sena, thoroughly steeped in his body scent, felt entirely like his.

It was a sweet illusion.

Meanwhile, Sena was terrified as Adrian’s breath touched her neck and pushed him away.

The force of pushing with all her might using her arms and legs was quite enough to hurt, but Adrian’s expression remained unchanged.

He whispered against Sena’s ear.

“I’ll do it just a little, Sena.

Just a little.”

“……?”

“Regrettably, because it seems you are not in the mood.”

Before she could even ask what, Sena’s face flushed bright red.

Smiling bright, he opened Sena’s mouth with a gentle touch.

Because it was so tender, Sena remained frozen stiff before coming to her senses not long after.

A scratchy texture was felt inside her mouth.

And also her somehow empty belly and chest.

“Sena, unless you want to be caught, endure it with this.”

Adrian babbled such incomprehensible words and stuffed the hem of his shirt into Sena’s mouth.

Sena tried to spit the clothing out right away, but familiar hands pushed it back into her mouth.

Gently yet roughly.

“I don’t care if I get caught, but you do, don’t you?”

When their eyes met, Adrian smiled brightly.

It was a plain smile as if he had no intention of violating Sena.

Looking at that, Sena suddenly realized.

The touch of Adrian pushing his shirt into her mouth resembled the movement of pushing himself into her.

“I’ve been holding back continuously.”

Holding back what? Anger?

Even until then, Sena had not clearly grasped the reason he was aroused.

Adrian grabbed the slacks that were absurdly large compared to her slender waist.

And sliding them below her waist, he smiled bashfully.

“In truth, from the moment I saw you wearing my clothes, continuously.”

An intimate whisper seeped in.

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