...W-what?! What was he even talking about?! Watching as the frantic woman attempted to pull him to his feet, Ian simply pursed his lips before adding, “…I admit that I’m not exactly a romance God, and that I have very little time to be with any potential partners… My straightforwardness and awkward timing today are good examples of that. Also, I may not be able to find time for birthdays or anniversaries and such, which automatically labels me as a pretty bad lover…” “…Even if we get married, I don’t think I can announce your identity to the public for fear of backlash, and… Well… You’ll definitely be sad if you choose to be with me… With all that said… Will you still agree to say yes? I should warn you that I’ll never allow a divorce, so be sure to think properly before you answer…” Feeling more confused than ever, the perplexed Tiffany eventually replied, “…A-are you using me for drill practice, Sir Ian…?” “…What? No, I’m literally proposing to you now.” …What? What the fu
“…You’re happy even though you had no idea that I liked you up till this point? Tiffany, this isn’t a joke. I don’t want you to say yes merely because you want a quick replacement for your ex, nor do I want you to be with me only because of my status-” “Believe me when I say I love you more than you love me,” interrupted Tiffany, momentarily leaving Ian speechless… Taking a deep breath, Tiffany added, “So… I’ve always idolized you, long before I even began working for you. Sure, we had a rough start, but it didn’t take long for me to realize just how caring you truly were. That made me ‘idolize’ you even more, but after that drink last night, I finally realized that instead of admiration… What I felt for you was actually love.” “Honestly, I think I knew that a while back already, but… You simply refused to talk about relationships back when we were still working together. Not wanting to lose my chance to continue working with you, I ended up remaining silent, but… Well, you still
...Had this woman always been this pushy? Really, though, had it not been for his will of steel, he was pretty sure that he would’ve given in to her wishes by now… Shaking his head, he then sent her off, and thankfully, she willingly did so… Fast forward to the next morning, Tiffany arrived early at work to prepare a fine breakfast for him… and when she finally saw the man himself, she was all smiles as she said, “Morning, Sir Ian.” Nodding in response, he was just about to walk past when she quickly whispered, ‘Love you’ in his ear! Eyes widening when he heard that, he then quickly scanned the area… And after making sure that nobody was around, he let out a sigh of relief before warning, “…We’re at work, you know.” “I know…” chuckled Tiffany with a smirk before heading off to the pantry to make him some coffee… That woman… Regardless, when she finally brought his coffee to his table, Ian heard her say, “I’ll be waiting for you to have lunch with me later…” …That… was an in
Squinting slightly, Ian replied, “…I don’t wish to be seen as a man who lacks self-restraint.” “Again, you’re the only one bothered by that… To me, life is short, and we’re both adults anyway, so… Really, what’s the hold up?” …Heh. This woman… Gently kissing her on the forehead, he eventually replied, “…Fine. We’re getting married this afternoon, then.” Caught off guard by his words, the startled Tiffany then said, “…H-huh? What- Aren’t we moving too fast?” “Hey, the sooner we do this, the sooner we can satisfy our needs, right…?” As expected, his response made Tiffany turn as red as a tomato… It was later that afternoon when Xavia finally received a call from Ian, stating that he was getting married that very evening. Understandably shocked, Xavia replied, “Y-you aren’t pulling my leg, right?!” “As if I’d joke about something like this. Be sure to come home a bit earlier tonight, alright?” “…Will do!” replied Xavia before hanging up. Giving Zivon a tight hug, the exc
“…My father has gotten very sick in prison, and my mom has been crying herself to bed every night… I want to at least let them recover outside of prison first, and after telling that to Zivon, he told me to discuss this with you… I know how shameless my actions are, but after witnessing my brother’s condition, I really don’t want them to remain this ill in prison…” …So that was the case… Well, as long as it didn’t involve her relationship or her family. Breathing a subtle sigh of relief, Xavia replied, “…Well… I feel like they’ve been punished enough, so… How’s this? I’ll give them a shot at turning a new leaf.” “…H-huh? Really?” “I don’t really like dwelling over the past that much in the first place. Speaking of which, how’s Stefan looking? Any improvements…?” Feeling extremely grateful, Mark clenched his fists before honestly replying, “…His condition is no longer life-threatening, but… It’s still deteriorating, and he’s told me not to mention it to you… He probably feels ex
...So this was what it felt like to love without paranoia… How peaceful and relaxing… Now that he had gotten to this point, Zivon was more confident than ever that he’d be able to accompany her throughout the rest of this life… Fast forward to that evening, the tiny banquet was held, but only the two relevant families knew of it. Sure, Ian’s parents were surprised by this sudden marriage, but when they saw Tiffany, they couldn’t help but sigh in relief. After all, though Tiffany didn’t have royal blood in her, she was an excellent woman from a good family. She was a looker too, and there was literally nothing to complain about her… Walking up to her, they were prompted to say, “I’m sure your children will be just as beautiful as you are…” “Indeed. Also, you’re Ian’s first lover so… Please tolerate him at the start.” Smiling in response, Tiffany then nodded before replying, “No worries, I’ll be sure to be a good wife and assistant to him…” Hearing that, James and Jacob walke
As it turned out, Ian had simply been worried that his inexperience in bed would both hurt and bore Tiffany… Rubbing his temple a little, Zivon then patted the man on the shoulder before saying, “…There’s really no need to ask for guidance regarding this. Trust me when I say that your body will know what to do when the time comes.” “…For real?” “Yep.” …Somehow there felt like there was probably more to it, but Ian wasn’t about to continue this topic any longer than he needed to… Fast forward to even later that night, Ian brought Tiffany to his room and began removing his suit while saying, “…Sorry for not preparing a better room for us… It was kind of a rush job…” Smiling in response, the freshly showered woman glanced at the few lanterns and wedding letters plastered around the room before saying, “Hey, countless women dream about what I’m about to do tonight, so I really don’t think that I’m settling for less…” Following that, she began unbuttoning his shirt while addin
Once they were alone, Stella clenched her fists before saying, “…So… I didn’t take proper care of myself after that miscarriage and… because of that, I may end up becoming infertile for life…” Shocked to hear that, Xavia frantically replied, “…W-with how advanced medicine is, I’m sure that there’ll be a cure-” “I hope so too, though I’m not optimistic… Regardless, if I really do end up becoming infertile, then I’ll just remain on the battlefield for the rest of my life. No big deal… Relationships clearly aren’t my thing anyway…” Stella sounded genuinely hopeless, and Xavia couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. Taking a deep breath, Xavia eventually replied, “…Hey, it’s not all that bad… You can still have a test tube baby, you know…?” Looking even more upset than before, Stella replied, “…You said the same thing as Mark did. In fact, he even suggested adoption…” Just as Xavia was about to say that that was a good idea, Stella added, “Look, I’m not hoping for me to remarry me