Lexion was a man who knew how to use his good looks and body well. She was lying face down, using his well-defined muscles as a cushion. To be precise, she was in the arms of the man who was lying leisurely, supporting his lower back.
‘This late blooming is truly scary.’
They were both well past their marrying age. Both she and he said it was their first time, so they had just now awakened to desire. And this man, once he was ignited, didn’t know how to go out.
‘How did he even hold back until now?’
When she moved, a groan naturally escaped her lips. As she squirmed in his arms, Lexion, who had been quietly enjoying the afterglow, moved his hand.
“Should I just put a bed in my office?”
His large hand roamed her exposed back, caressing her waist. The touch that gently moved along her spine gave her a shiver. It was a gesture that created tension, as if he was about to start all over again. Millena slightly raised her head and glared at Lexion.
“Hey. Lexion. I don’t want to do it in a place like this again, okay?”
“That’s so mean. Was I the only one who was satisfied?”
“Satisfaction is a different matter. Count the number of times we’ve done it.”
“I still feel like I haven’t had enough.”
He said he hadn’t had enough, but his face was full of smiles. His handsome face was so annoying that it was almost hateful. She didn’t dislike it either, but everything should be done in moderation. “Could you consider my waist’s situation?”
He, full of contentment, chuckled lowly and kissed the side of her hair and her forehead. His condition was at its best, as he had consumed plenty of white mana and his mana was now calm.
“Besides, who put you in a dress like this? Why is your back so exposed, who were you trying to show it to?”
‘Everywhere my eyes land is mine.’ He lifted her widely spread skirt and muttered. Unaware of what he was muttering, he looked at the deeply backless dress with displeasure. Unlike him, who was completely naked on his upper body, she was wearing a half-stripped dress. The bottom part was covered by her dress skirt, but the heat still lingered in their joined lower bodies.
“It’s a dress from Blanc’s. Jenny said I should dress up to come here.”
“You’re too dressed up.”
“I just came here to make a request at the information guild.”
She thought they could finally have a proper conversation. There was so much she wanted to ask this man. Besides being a notorious playboy, he was also the owner of a well-known information guild in the capital. What on earth was this man’s true identity?
“No.”
She hadn’t even started talking yet. What did he mean “no”? She raised her head and stared at Lexion’s face.
“No to what?”
“We’re closed for business today.”
She slightly narrowed her eyebrows. She thought she was crazy for the boiling sensation that started deep in her stomach again at his sullen expression. Lexion sat up and swallowed her smudged lips.
Lexion felt his self-control crumble at the sight of the white mana that he never tired of, no matter how much he consumed, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to surrender his body to the heat. He wanted to forget all the complicated things…
“Mmm, wa-wait, Lexion!”
But it seemed she cared. She, who had been lying on her stomach, sat up and sat on his thigh, and then blocked his mouth with her hand.
“This is your workplace, isn’t it? Right?”
“Mmm, it is, right?”
“I was already surprised that you were the guild master, you know? So, can you explain? Was the reason you’ve been so busy because you were working secretly?”
Hmm. He briefly considered how much he should tell her. Lexion kissed each of her slender fingers that were still covering his mouth and pulled her closer, hugging her tightly.
“Let’s just stay like this for a bit.”
“Lexion.”
He chuckled lightly, seeing Millena’s desperate look to talk. It was a big problem that he kept laughing. He figured he should give in to his wife here if he wanted to be loved.
“First, should we get dressed properly? No, you should put on some clothes.”
Why was he the only one naked? As she leaned against his beautifully exposed upper body and spoke as if soothing a child, Lexion, for some reason, burst into laughter.
“Okay, I’ll do as you say, honey. Just don’t move anymore.”
He whispered, his lips by her ear.
“You’re turning me on. It’s tough, honey.”
At his voice, which was as sweet as if it had been soaked in honey, she shut her mouth tightly and stopped moving.
‘Ha, what am I going to do with this fake villainess?’
“Such a good girl. My wife.”
A smile never left Lexion’s face because of the beautiful wife in his arms. They couldn’t get up from that spot for a long time until the heat subsided.
“Alright, customer. Thank you for waiting. What is the content of your request?”
Lexion asked the alluringly disheveled noblewoman across the office desk. Her swollen lips kept drawing his attention, but he maintained a businesslike smile.
The owner of the ‘Hart’ information guild never took requests directly. Usually, they were taken at Gerard’s level, and it was extremely rare for him to step up. If he had to, he would hide his identity and face, like he did when he met with Grand Duke Kallion.
He never thought he would be exposed so easily. But because the person was his wife, he could remain calm. If it hadn’t been her, he would have had to kill her to silence her.
Lexion, who had revealed his true appearance, moved to his real office and offered her a cup of warm tea. The situation was too awkward to continue their conversation in the reception room, so they had moved.
Millena was organizing her thoughts while looking at the steaming tea mixed with a recovery potion.
She had already suspected he was no ordinary person when she saw his abilities at the Grand Duke’s castle. She didn’t know he was the guild master, not just a member. She now understood why Lexion had mentioned the value of information so much.
When he said all his scandalous rumors were fabricated, she realized that this man was using his own life for his work without a care in the world. She didn’t know the purpose, but she didn’t probe further and just listened to his explanation.
She was curious why he was doing this, but she felt there was a line she shouldn’t cross. So she didn’t pry.
‘I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed. But he must have his own reasons.’
Suddenly, she remembered what Gerard had told her when she first met him.
‘My master is a very lonely person. He takes on the dirty work of the family without being asked, and he uses his own reputation, so he seems shameless, but he’s actually very kind-hearted.’
“Honey? Are you listening to me?”
Lexion tapped the desk and brought her gaze back to him.
“Ah, the request.”
Lost in thought for a moment, she looked at Lexion.
‘Wouldn’t it be nice if the person next to him could share his feelings a little?’
Well, she was skeptical if this man would ever truly reveal his inner feelings. She had a hunch that the man, whose specialty was acting and disguise magic, would never reveal his heart until the very end. Though his body was honest.
“Why was Grand Duke Kallion here earlier?”
“Hmm, a request?”
When the Grand Duke’s name came up, a vein bulged on his temple. Seeing Lexion’s clear displeasure, Millena immediately continued.
“Looking at the Grand Duke coming to the information guild, he must not have found any trace of Lariet.”
“That’s right. It seems he just ended up wasting his time on the fakes we put out. If it weren’t for you in the first place, he wouldn’t have even known the Grand Duchess was alive. Not just the Grand Duke, but me as well.”
The woman who held the core of the information. The woman who only spoke the most valuable information was both fascinating and interesting. That curiosity had led him here, and he had no regrets.
“So, my customer. What will you be requesting?”
Lexion’s eyes curved in a smile. His expression seemed to say, ‘Just say the word.’ It was a natural attitude.
The information she gave him, and the white mana—her very existence was the greatest reward for him. He would do more for her, not less. He had to treat her without any shortcomings to make it even. Even if that wasn’t the case, he wanted to endlessly give in to her.
“I came to make the same request as the Grand Duke.”
Millena, who had been quietly looking into Lexion’s red eyes, opened her mouth.
“Find Lariet.”
A look of bewilderment appeared on his face.
“Why?”
Did she want revenge? He thought it was plausible since she had lived as a villainess her whole life by using the Tower Master, but it wasn’t such a simple reason.
“After leaving Blanc’s salon, Ashdel saw Lariet on the street. He said she was with a child, and I think she might have had a child with the Tower Master.”
