"Huh?" Gustavo Yates stared at the thick pile on the desk with tears in his eyes. When would he finish checking this to be able to leave work? "Boss, I have a nightlife too. I was planning to go to a nightclub for drinks and relaxation after work."
Mason Nightshade raised an eyebrow, "You've been quite slack lately, huh? Looks like the work I gave you is too easy. Should I tell the others and have soone else co over, so you can go back to the unit for a few days of training?"
"No need!" Gustavo Yates imdiately straightened his back, staring fiercely at the computer, seriously saying, "I love working overti; going ho early bores to death. It's my honor that you entrust with such important work, Colonel..." Gustavo Yates grinned ingratiatingly, "Bringing in a newbie might not fit your style, and they wouldn't know how to do the reports, so I'd better continue this arduous task."
"No objections? You can't say I'm tough on you in the future," Mason Nightshade said with a smile. Content sourced from * – My Virtual Library Empire.
"No way!" Gustavo Yates shook his head firmly.
Rather than training every day, he'd rather work overti in an air-conditioned office; plus, the overti pay is much higher than in the unit. He felt a bit aggrieved when he first ca, but now he's fallen in love with this job.
Mason Nightshade drove all the way to Nightshade Residence with the pedal to the floor. As soon as he entered, he slled the aroma of food. He put down his keys and walked into the dining room, only to find Aurelia Shaw lazily sprawled on the table like a languid cat, idly scrolling on her phone.
Aurelia Shaw heard footsteps approaching, looked up, and saw Mason Nightshade untying his tie and handing it to the maid while striding over. He stretched out his arms, hugged her, and placed her on his lap with one arm wrapped tightly around her waist. He asked in a low, llow voice, "Missed ?"
Aurelia Shaw stiffened, instinctively grabbing his arm. She was about to push him away but stopped abruptly when Amanda Fuller's words echoed in her mind. No, to make Mason Nightshade get tired of her quickly and divorce her, she must endure for a while.
"Let's have dinner first." Aurelia Shaw smiled to defuse the awkwardness, wiggling her hips to get off his lap, "Let down first, the maids are watching."
Unlike the previous days, she didn't et him with a cold face or sarcastic remarks.
Mason Nightshade was pleasantly surprised, holding her tighter in his embrace, resting his chin on her shoulder, slling the fragrance that was unique to her after a shower, his voice deep and rich, "Let's eat like this."
"Mason Nightshade!" Aurelia Shaw struggled uncomfortably, feeling pricked by the breath he blew on her face, "Why are you so clingy? You're like a dog."
The maids gasped in shock!
What did Young Madam say?! She actually said the young master is like a dog!
Oh no, the young master will be angry!
"What did you say?" Mason Nightshade's voice sank slightly, holding her chin to lift it up.
Aurelia Shaw gazed into his deep dark eyes, her heart skipped a beat; was he angry? Indeed, his temper had beco increasingly harder to grasp.
Mason Nightshade leaned closer, his warm breath sprinkled on her face, intertwining with her breathing, "Calling a dog, hmm?"
Aurelia Shaw raised her chin, eting his gaze but not answering him, nor worrying that he'd truly get angry. It would be great if such things could make him dislike her.
She thought he was like a dog, while Mason Nightshade thought she was more like a cat.
Occasionally raising her chin arrogantly, not seeing anyone in her eyes, and sotis lazily not wanting to do anything, making one want to smooth her fur.
He caught her slender fingers and placed them in his mouth, gently nibbling with his teeth—
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