...True enough, she had seen him handle the parliament without any fear, yet… here she was, giving him more trouble than he ever had to face…
Though she was slightly touched, she quickly shook her head and replied, “…Words are cheap.”
“Naturally. I plan to repay this four-year debt for the rest of my life, though… I’m getting ahead of myself. For now, why don’t you give me three months to make it up to you? If I still can’t satisfy you by then, you can divorce me. Please…?”
…Three months? She had a feeling that she’d fail to stay mad at him if he did this for three days! Still, she had a reputation to maintain, so… In the end, she sighed before agreeing.
Smiling in response, the relieved Ian then hugged her tightly… and this time, she didn’t push him away. At the end of the day, she still yearned for his touch, and since he had already made that promise anyway…
After cuddling for a while, Ian couldn’t help but mutter, “…Alright, stop moving already… I don’t want to end up ‘bullying’ you…”
“…What? Satisfaction involves pleasure too, you know…?”
Squinting a little, Ian replied, “…You’re going to be asking for it if you continue flirting with me…”
It didn’t take long for her to hear the door creaking open… and when she sat up, she was greeted by the sight of Ian holding a giant bouquet of roses!
“Oh? Good morning… Here, I got these for you…”
…To think that the man who used to call roses a waste of money would be doing all this for her… It took her a while, but she eventually replied, “…Why the bed of all places?”
Realizing that she was barely dressed and still had hickeys all over her, Ian couldn’t help but gulp before saying, “…I think it’s fairly obvious.”
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