Ivy chuckled; there was no mirth in her laughter. "I will extend it to ten weeks, Silas, if you dare to seduce ."
How can the warm breath tickling her ears and the gentle caress on her waist go unnoticed by Ivy? She could already feel warmth pooling in her lower body.
And if it wasn’t for maintaining her cold persona, she might have pressed her legs together.
Silas groaned and withdrew his hand. In his heart, he was filled with admiration.
’My wife is the smartest! She learns so quickly! And even recognized my moves... ah... If only she didn’t use her intelligence in trapping ... I would have loved it even more....sigh!’
Staring at her beautiful side profile, Silas’s heart started to beat like a drum.
Just as he was imagining what it would feel like when he would be able to hold her again, a warm hand started to touch his abs.
"Ivy...." He drawled, his deep magnetic voice was tinged with desire, "...what are you doing now?"
Hearing the faint helplessness in Silas’s voice, Ivy smirked, yet the response coming out of her mouth was filled with innocence.
"What? I said you couldn’t touch ; I never claid that I won’t touch you."
Silas: ∑(; °Д°)
Silas could feel his soul flying away. He could endure his desire as long as there was no external provocation.
But if Ivy was speaking the truth, then...
"Babe... why do you want to give purple balls? What have I even done to offend you so much?"
"Hm? I don’t know. Try to rember it." Ivy’s gentle, lodious, seductive voice was laced with mockery.
Silas was once again reminded of the cursed day on which he thought of the wretched idea (using Patricia to provoke Ivy) that completely destroyed his love life.
If he could... he wanted to go back in the past and slap himself hard.
How can he even think of using military tactics to deal with his beloved?
Serves him right...
Though Silas’s heart thought so, his lower body was protesting, asking what he had done to go through such tornt.
Especially his little brother.
Ivy smiled seeing the regretful expression. Since she had never dated anyone from her past life till now, her experience was limited.
Hence even when she suffered, she held it in.
However, slowly Ivy realized an important lesson: no relationship that forces you to hold back your grievance can be beneficial.
If they are bullying, call them out, or bully them back.
Once Ivy was enlightened, she started her little revenge. Sure, she loved her Silas and couldn’t bear to use the sa tactics as he had done to her.
But! There are many types of torture in this world.
Currently Ivy was giving a bittersweet torture to Silas.
Next ti, whenever he thinks of bullying her... he will rember this lesson.
...................................
The next day.
Both Silas and Ivy woke up early, and after having a modest breakfast, they set out to ask around.
While passing by a notice board, Ivy’s eyes flashed with a glint.
The wooden board was as tall as a tall adult human and had many tasks listed. There was so paper and a pen tied with a thread, which was attached to the wooden board and was hanging.
Without hesitation, Ivy tore off a paper, wrote down the mission along with the reward, and pinned it on the wooden board.
[Mission: Find a couple nad Helena and Victor. Their children’s nas are Kael, Felix, and Ember. And tell about the current location.
Reward: 10 packets of fresh tomatoes, 10 kg of fish, and 1000 kg of rice.
Location: Base leader’s house.
Contact Info: 02XXXXXXXXXX]
After pasting the mission, hope and anticipation bubbled in her heart.
For the next few days, Ivy and Silas asked around, yet to their dismay, all they received was only negative responses.
Yet they continued with their futile attempt.
Ronak, too, used all his connections just to help them manage the base.
During this ti, Ivy finally t Drake.
A confident yet young man with effeminate features, the kind that can charm a person’s soul and ignite protective instincts in them.
His erald green eyes were hidden by thick, long lashes, while his short black hair was tousled slightly.
Ronak and Drake, despite their average height, exuded a unique charm through their bodies.
Drake, in particular, was alluring and tempting to many.
Yet such beauty was cold and aloof. He cherished his words like food in an apocalypse, and his replies always ended with ’Hm,’ ’Okay,’ or ’Oh!’.
Ivy had a firm suspicion: "He is for sure top in Ronak and his relationship.’
She was itching to confirm her words and during one of the dinners even ntioned it casually.
"Hm... Ronak seems like the bottom one in this relationship."
Ronak choked on his food while Drake’s eyelashes lowered and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
Silas laughed, his eyes crinkling with delight.
"Hey Ronak, see, even my wife thinks you are the bottom one in the relationship."
"What the heck, dude? Don’t touch ..." Ronak growled and turned toward Ivy with a serious expression, "And sister, you are mistaken! I am the dominant partner in this relationship."
"Hmmm..." Drake drawled, his voice ambiguous as if he were soothing a child.
"You... what’s with that attitude?" Ronak bristled, yet his stance softened when he saw Drake’s innocent gaze.
In the end, when Drake’s gaze remained fix on him, Ronak’s face turned crimson and he looked away while muttering,
"Never mind. I am sorry."
Ivy: ( •͈૦•͈ ) So we can play like that too, huh? I need to learn from Drake.
Admiration flickered in Ivy’s eyes, and she decided to take a lesson from Drake later.
A chill shot through Silas’s spine, and he muttered, "Strange... why do I feel cold suddenly?"
Ronak only gave a knowing smirk, secretly mourning for this brother of his.
On the seventh day of their stay, a person claiming to know the Nightbane family appeared.
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