I feel like I might be really drunk, which is why I'm asking such a strange question. But I thought Antoninus would hesitate at least for a moment.
However, he stares at the flames and slowly opens his mouth, "Perhaps."
He's such a jerk! I'm a little angry and want to stand up, but he holds my hand and explains, "I just think that you would be better off with him than with me."
"Fine! Then I'll go find him right now!" I angrily try to get up, but my dizzy brain loses its sense of balance, and I fall back down twice after attempting to climb up.
Alcohol really isn't a good thing. I angrily toss the cup aside.
Antoninus actually laughs again.
He reaches out his arm to support me, but I push him away irritably, and my eyes involuntarily turn red.
So Antoninus's smiling face, which took so much effort to appear, disappears again. He purses his lips, and his eyes flicker with golden flames, "I'm sorry."
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I guessed right, Antoninus was shocked by my initiative to bite him.He touched his lips and remained silent for a while. But it didn't last long, and he quickly regained his usual icy expression."Tomorrow, the steward will take you to the hospital to remove the scars. You can also get rid of the scars on other parts of your body, except for the one on your ear, of course."I didn't understand why Antoninus was so fixated on the scars on my body.But there was a rebellious voice in my mind, saying that I should keep all the scars and only get rid of the one on my ear.Of course, it was just a thought in my mind.I didn't want him to bite my other ear.Antoninus seemed satisfied with my compliance, so he turned around and took out an exquisite gift box from under his desk.I received it in a daze and asked, "What is this?""Open it and see."I opened the box and saw a silver handgun lying quietly inside.The gun wa
The butler sensed my concern and said, "No need to worry too much. As long as Mr. Marcus doesn't inquire about Chris' identity, you don't have to admit anything voluntarily. Some secrets are better left unspoken; everyone knows them in their hearts.""Alright."I tucked away the invitation and mustered my courage, saying, "Since this trouble originated because of me, I will go and deal with it.""Thank you, Miss Lily. I must admit, you have impressed me greatly these past few days. However, I must remind you that Mr. Marcus is not easily persuaded.""What should I do then?"Lawrence pondered for a moment before answering, "Try to find Miss Mirabelle. She is a kind-hearted girl. The crucial part is that she can persuade her stubborn father."Mirabelle... I was becoming increasingly curious about this legendary heiress.After returning from the hospital, the butler escorted me to Marcus' mansion. Standing beneath the grand iron gates, I
The door swung open. Mirabelle stood on the stairs, gazing at me with curiosity. I struggled to find words to describe her beauty. If Roman resembled the sun god, then Mirabelle was undoubtedly the moon goddess. The gods must have fashioned her bones from ice and her skin from snow. Her eyes were clear and pure, shimmering with a crystalline brilliance, reflecting the twinkle of stars. Her nearly white, long hair flowed like moonlight—soft, ethereal, and enchanting.No wonder they said Mr. Marcus would never refuse any request from his daughter. I thought, if such a beautiful creature with tear-filled eyes pleaded with me, I would do anything for her..."Are you Lily?" Before I could even figure out how to start the conversation, she had already recognized me. I quickly responded, "Yes, yes, it's me.""Well then, go away. I don't like you.""... Why?"Her brother had clearly said everyone would like me!!! It seemed men's words really couldn't
"What the hel... No, no, Miss Lily, I asked you to persuade our young miss, not to come and abduct her," I never intended for it to turn out this way... I'm at a loss for words.Mira, on the other hand, happily leaped towards him, "Good afternoon, Mr. Lawrence~""Good afternoon..."The butler, Lawrence, glanced at me helplessly, "The President will be very angry, believe me."However, the more troublesome matter lay ahead. I wanted Lawrence to take Mirabelle back to the estate. But she insisted on accompanying me to see my grandmother. Having her at my place was fine, but the problem was, my grandmother wanted me to come home for a blind date! How could I bring her along to a blind date?"Please, I want to see," she pleaded."It's out of the question! Did you forget what you promised me before we left?"She turned to Lawrence with a pleading look, "Mr. Lawrence..."Lawrence hesitated for a moment and then suggested, "But, I sug
Lucius yelled in pain and pushed me away, giving me a chance to escape the room. I hurriedly ran towards the exit. He didn't chase after me, instead, he twisted his face in agony, a sinister smile forming, "You can't escape. Mirabelle's spirit will haunt you forever! Abandon her and run away! I swear you'll dream of her tear-stained bloody face tonight!"But I didn't stop in my tracks. I ran out without looking back, heading towards my car...I hastily opened the car door, rummaged around in the back seat, and when I found what I was looking for, I quickly turned back. Lucius was still inside the private room.He had stopped his pursuit, but was still sitting there, using tissues to wipe his face. The tissues had a few red stains on them, evidence of the bite. "You're back?"Lucius straightened up, his wild and arrogant smile returning. Meanwhile, beneath the dirty coat I was holding, I raised something up in my hand, causing the fabric to protrude slight
Lawrence quickly summoned the doctor as before. When Wilson saw that the patient was Mirabelle, his expression changed dramatically."Mirabelle? Goodness! What have you people been up to? I'm going to inform Mr. Marcus about this right away!" He turned to leave.The servants hurriedly stopped him, causing a noisy commotion in the already cramped room. I wearily sat down by the bedside, urging, "Wilson, examine and treat her quickly. If anything happens to her, I'll tell Mr. Marcus that you're responsible for it!"Wilson hesitated, "What? How is that my fault?""How is it not your fault? Medical negligence can include 'delayed treatment,' right? I'll tell Mr. Marcus that his daughter's worsening condition is due to your delaying treatment!"Wilson's confidence wavered, and he begrudgingly stopped in his tracks, coming back to examine Mirabelle more carefully.Lawrence discreetly moved next to me and whispered, "You're quite commanding now, al
Antoninus didn't seem to mind much about the situation."I've already informed Marcus about Mirabelle's situation here at the estate. She's planning to make a video call to her family later. Would you mind keeping her company?""Sure," I replied with a touch of sadness. "I should have apologized to Mr. Marcus, though.""No, I didn't ask you to apologize," Antoninus assured me.He lowered his gaze and looked at me with sincere eyes under the starlit sky. "You can say whatever you want to him. With me, you don't have to compromise yourself."His words were truly touching, but as I gazed into his deep and enigmatic eyes, I couldn't help but wonder how many secrets were hidden behind them. Were Lucius' words true? Was he a victim like me that night five years ago, or was he somehow involved in the dark events that took place?I couldn't find the answers in his eyes and eventually looked away in disappointment. Just then, Mirabelle came running towards us.Her leg was still wrapped in band
I was resolute and unwavering, both of us lying on our sides, staring into each other's eyes.This time, he was the one who looked away first.I felt a sense of triumph, a small smile unconsciously forming on my lips. Because I suddenly realized that he wasn't as intimidating as he seemed.Despite his foul temper, I had been living here for almost two months, and he had never mistreated me.Even when I used the excuse of alcohol to pin him down and kiss him forcefully that one time, he didn't seem angry.Maybe... he wasn't as cold-hearted as he appeared?I became curious about how tolerant his boundaries really were. So, I cautiously extended my mischievous hand to touch the waist tie of his sleep robe.He was still wearing the same sleep robe from that night, without any zippers or buttons, just the loosely tied waistband.If I were to undo this tie... He lowered his head and glanced at me, seemingly aware of my intentio
Once the hype is over, it's time to start preparing for our roving pitch. The first presentation was downtown. It's where the last parade was. Only this time it wasn't Antoninus in armor on the stage, it was me. He didn't show up, so I, the president's personal secretary, had to deliver his campaign message instead. I don't know much about Antoninus' politics, but at least I know what he did, and I have something to say about it. I don't know if the advertisements all over the street played a role, and when I took the stage to preach, the audience came to be particularly large. I even saw a lot of professional reporters and cameras standing in the audience. Good flow of propaganda, actually made a press conference sense. The dark camera came over, and I panicked for a while. However, I was more disturbed by the questions they asked. "How do you and the president know each other?" 'What? I suspect I misheard. But then someone asked, "I hear you and the president have a son
"Boss, I might need a favor from you." I said."No problem, go ahead."I said, "Antoninus's campaign has been delayed for a while, and I was hoping you could help us out."'Of course you can!Blake grinned and patted me on the shoulder, but sure enough, he was looking down and rubbing his hands. "But... You know, Lily, we don't do this kind of propaganda at this paper. So I'm afraid I can't help you directly. How about I give you the contact information of some of my colleagues, and you go find them?"I knew this was gonna happen.I sighed and stepped aside.Lucius, who was behind me, stepped forward and expertly pressed Blake down on the table, sneering, "Repeat what you just said?"Blake's face turned white. "You... Who are you? Lily! How could you do that?! I'll call security in!"I gave him a faint glance. 'Bark.'"I... Help me! Get me someone now! Security guard!"Just as he spoke, the door was pushed
"Antoninus lost? What do you mean?" I asked him.Lucius replied vaguely, "The day you were taken by Roman, my duel with him ended." Four out of seven, I won.""Not two out of three?"lucius replied uncomfortably, "Never mind a few games, I won anyway.""Well," I said, "it's none of my business. It's just a game. I don't care if you win or lose.""You don't care about the result?""Of course not."A kid takes a game like that seriously!Lucius snorted, "That's what I thought."He stretched out and asked, "Do you have any food here? I'm a little hungry."He did not regard himself as a stranger at all, and had begun to dig in the refrigerator.Two people in a bunker suddenly burst into a dozen people, just preparing the ingredients can be exhausting.Fortunately, they were not idle, rushing to help wash vegetables and cut meat, almost pushed the table over.Even the meal was noisy.The fir
“Be careful!” I rushed to shield David behind me.Draw my gun.Aim.The dark figures gradually rose to their feet.They looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly shouted my name: "Lily?"This voice?Is it the Salamanders?I looked at the men in surprise as they came out of the shadows one by one.It was them.And the tall figure in the distance who was waving a crowbar to greet me was the bear."Why are you here?" I was pleasantly surprised.They were visibly agitated, too: "We're coming to save you.""But how did you find me?"I can't get any signal out of here.Did they call in satellite surveillance? Or infrared tracking?"No, no, none of that. The salamander vendor said, "We have the drawings, look at the coordinates and find it."The blueprints?I looked back at David. Didn't he say the drawings were gone?So, salamander, where did the
“What's that noise?”I instinctively stood still and looked warily into the cave.David smiled and explained, "Don't worry, it's just some... Music in the background. Surely a dark cave needs some monsters, doesn't it?" 'What do you mean? I looked at him in even more shock. "Don't tell me you've been genetically modifying animals."Could it be that the depths of the cave are visiting cages stacked with animals, and the cages are filled with mutated monsters with hideous faces?Judging by his uncle's crazy ideas, it's not impossible.But David waved his hand and denied my guess: "This is a shelter. Not an outdoor adventure park. How could I really put some monsters in here? You may rest assured that you are perfectly safe here. ""So what was that sound?""I don't know..." David scratched his head and looked puzzled, "These are all audio files I downl
I looked at Antoninus on the screen and asked anxiously, "Does he have a good chance of reelection?""I don't know."I looked back in doubt.With all this surveillance, it's kind of bullying for him to say he didn't know.But David doesn't seem to know.He raised an eyebrow innocently and explained, "Well, his approval ratings are very high and he should have a good shot at re-election.""But?"But he doesn't seem to be running anymore."'Why?I was surprised. "Where did you get that information?"I know all about Antoninus. How could a workaholic totalitarian like him give up the presidency?David was still clueless: "Maybe it's you?""Me?"I'm not sure. Well, that's certainly the case according to the surveillance results. He spends half his time at his desk working and half looking at your pictures.""Oh," he said.My heart beat faster, but my face pretended not to care, "Then
"How can this be..." I know I'm not tied tight.I seriously doubt he strangled his hands like that on purpose.Sure enough, he looked up at me innocently again, his blue blue eyes blinking and blinking."All right," I said, "I'll untie you, but you have to give me a gun!""I don't have a gun.""Do you expect me to believe that?"I don't think a guy with his paranoid, cautious personality wouldn't have a few guns stashed around here."Say it! Where is the gun?"He smiled brightly again: "Under your bed, the floor closest to the wall is pry up.""Very good."I looked where he said, and sure enough I found two pistols under the floor.With a weapon in my hand and some relief, I unseated him from his chair.He still looked at me with a big smile. "You're not afraid I have a gun somewhere else.""Not afraid. One is enough for me."Shoot him or shoot yourself, but I won't give him another cha
For the next few days, I just stayed in my room.I cooked for David every day, watched TV with him, and even chatted with him until late at night.Because I wanted him to let his guard down early, hoping he'd forget to close the door one time he left.But I really underestimated him.The man was indeed introverted and timid, but he was also sensitive and cautious, like a rabbit, a scheming rabbit with a soft exterior but a dark belly.He locked the door when he entered the room and made sure I was standing at least three metres away when he opened and closed the door.I think it's gonna take a few months before he's completely unwary of me.I can't afford to wait that long.I can't stand the fact that he provides me with everything I need to live here, like food, like clothes, including my underwear.I even had to give him my underwear to change.I'm really gonna go crazy if this keeps going on.Might as we
"Well..." I nodded, as Antoninus had told me.Tiberius did all he could to restore the glory of his family, even though it drove his wife away and killed his only daughter.David sees that my face is fine and continues: "Mr Tibeirus chooses a quicker way to have a baby as soon as possible. One that doesn't require much cooperation from the president." .I probably guessed what he was going to say, and I bowed my head and listened.David said: "His father found a surrogate for him. That's you, isn't it?""That's right." I freely admitted, "I did have a child with him.""Chris. That's the name, isn't it?"I heard him say Chris's name and raised my eyebrows at him. "He's just a kid! What are you investigating him for?""I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seeing my anger, David awkwardly began to wring his fingers, "I didn't mean to hurt him." I just feel sorry for you... I mean, innocent.""It's not something you should take on," he sa