Click.

    “Sir.”

    Suah opened the door for me, and I stepped outside.

    Police officers lined up on either side of the car like a protective barrier. Emilia, who had been standing with a casual slouch, straightened her posture and gave a slight bow, though her expression still carried that faint scowl. The security guards she brought with her also lowered their heads.

    I fully emerged. Those bowing kept their heads down.

    Then, I met the eyes of the bold Prosecutor Na-eun.

    She stood tall, around 170 centimeters, with a slender frame and a nicely shaped chest that seemed just right for grabbing.

    “It’s an honor to meet you, sir.”

    Was she being genuine, or was it just a hollow greeting?

    Prosecutor Na-eun adorned her first words with a slow bow.

    “Prosecutor Lee Na-eun.”

    It was quite a polite greeting, especially for a prosecutor addressing a mere civilian. The man beside her followed suit with a clumsy bow, after hesitating.

    “...I’m a detective with the prosecutor’s office.”

    But I didn’t like the way this guy was looking at me. Why’s he staring like that?

    “You’re quite polite, Prosecutor. I don’t have anything as grand as a title; I’m just called ‘Sir.’ I run a small business.”

    I threw out my words casually, and as I was about to pass her, I had a good idea. I stepped closer, positioning myself directly in front of Prosecutor Na-eun.

    “...?”

    Now, thanks to Suah’s soft handiwork and Na-eun’s physical presence, I was fully aroused. It was to the point where I could feel a bit of dampness in my underwear.

    And right now, Prosecutor Na-eun was bowing to greet me. So if I stand right in front of her...

    Naturally, her gaze would fall on my groin. She’d inadvertently catch sight of my fully erect manhood.

    I pretended to adjust my pants as I stood before her, grabbing the waistband and pulling it tighter. The movement caused the outline of my bulging erection to become even more prominent.

    “...!”

    No reaction from her. Disappointing.

    “Let’s go inside and talk. Seems like we’ve got a lot to discuss.”

    +++

    We headed to the eighth-floor lounge, which felt like my own private hideout by now. Emilia set out some snacks and placed a cup of coffee in front of me. I touched the cup—it was already cold.

    “Huh? This is ice-cold.”

    Didn’t I just give her some training yesterday? So, she’s still defiant—

    “This gentleman here asked me to pass it along.” “He asked for coffee, so I made him some.” “...” “And I added plenty of sugar.”

    Apparently, it was Prosecutor Na-eun who’d prepared the coffee.

    Well, what can I say? I’m not sure what to make of her. What kind of character is she, exactly?

    “Do you dislike cold coffee?”

    I picked up the cup and leaned back in my chair.

    “Not at all. It’s easy to drink, and the flavor’s a bit richer.”

    I crossed my legs.

    “Looks like we’ve said all we need to.”

    I stood, and Suah approached Prosecutor Na-eun.

    “You’re welcome here, but you’ll need to take a hit first.” “Pardon?”

    Thunk.

    Suah shot a tranquilizer into Prosecutor Na-eun’s neck. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she slumped to the floor.

    “Prosecutor! You... you bastard—”

    Bang!

    Before the detective could react, a bullet pierced between his eyes. His brains splattered like a firework, and his body collapsed.

    “Aaagh!”

    Emilia shrieked.

    “What are you screaming about?” “It’s just... so sudden!” “If someone useless resists, they die.” “....”

    Ignoring the trembling Emilia, I issued my orders. Originally, I planned to have my way with her here, but since it ended quicker than expected, I might as well have some fun with her later.

    “Get Prosecutor Na-eun cleaned up, and give her a full enema.” “Yes, Sir.”

    Suah slung the unconscious Prosecutor over her shoulder. While a male guard might have been physically stronger, I’d never let a man touch one of my women. Unless it’s an extraordinary situation, no men enter my home. They guard the perimeter or stay outside.

    I made my way to the underground parking lot to head home. Just as I passed through the automatic doors and approached the car, an alarm sounded throughout the building.

    “What now?”

    Boom!

    A car came skidding wildly into the parking lot entrance.

    Screeeech!

    It stopped just in time, tires screeching.

    “Prosecutor!!”

    Two men jumped out of the car.

    “Put the prosecutor down right now!” “Another one?”

    The guy in front was running at me with wild eyes. Judging by his expression, he looked like he was Na-eun’s husband.

    “What are you waiting for? Load her up.” “Yes.”

    Suah shoved Na-eun into the car, and I climbed in beside her.

    “Arghhhh!!!”

    The guy got close enough for the guards to block his path.

    “Shall I kill him?” Suah asked.

    I shook my head.

    “Leave him. He’s putting on quite a show. Let’s send him a few photos later, heavily pixelated.”

    Just enough to make him aware of what I did to Prosecutor Na-eun, with a few heavily pixelated photos. Maybe I’ll even include her home address so he’ll rush over here, flames in his eyes. When that happens, perhaps I’ll show him, in person, exactly what’s become of her...

    Though, I’m not sure I want to expose myself entirely to some random guy. That’s a thought for later.

    “Let’s go.” “Yes, Sir.”

    The car began to move, and the desperate shouting of the unknown man gradually faded away into the distance.