"The Red Fox?" Ryan tilted his head, confused about what Nikolai had mentioned the moment he came into the living room. Today, they planned to prepare for Clara's safety and complete their father's suggestion.
"Yeah, my dad said it's a seedy little arena run by one of the Silver Clan's branch families." Nikolai lifted his leg and leaned back, crossing them. "Apparently there is a special favour from the Silver Clan if you become their top fighter."
"Top fighter, won't that time months...?" Leona joined, her hips trembling with each step she made, almost dropping the tray in her hands. Before she could slip, Nikolai leapt from the sofa and wrapped his hands around her waist.
Then whispered, his breath blowing against her neck. "You can barely walk, don't push yourself, my lovely maid."
"Nngh... your scent." Leona huffed, pressing her back against his chest as she looked to the side, hiding her face from Ryan. "If you come so close I'll be unable to hold back, master..."
