CHAPTER 177: CHAPTER 177- THE SPY AND THE NIGHT OF PUNISHMENT (3)

"Now then, shall we finish what we started?"

At those words, Melissa’s big, beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

"What? Don’t tell me what you said earlier to me on that couch, were just empty words?"

What he was referring to were those words from Melissa.

[I see... I’ll come back right after I finish some work, alright? Then we can finish what we started].

He wanted to now continue from where they left.

Seeing her suddenly become tense, Reinhardt pressed further.

"What don’t tell me you are already breaking your words to me? In that case..." He pretended to get away from her when the woman panicked and hurriedly held on to him.

"I-I’ll do it. I’ll do anything you ask me to".

"Good girl. Then shall we return back to that room?"

"Eh? B-But my husband is in that room".

"Precisely, this is a punishment for you. Since you dare try to seduce me next to your husband, you must now relieve me next to him, too. Besides, that poor fellow had been lying there in a daze thanks to your drug".

Melissa thought for a while before nodding her head. While part of her reason was that she didn’t want to deny this man, a large part was that she wanted to actually do it with him.

What was this sensation? Even though what she was about to do went beyond immoral, she was weirdly looking forward to it.

And so, Reinhardt and Melissa returned back to the living space. Marquis Boulevard was just where they left him.

"Look at this poor fellow, it feels bad to just leave him hanging like this. Let me heal him so that he can enjoy a good show".

"What?" Melissa, who didn’t expect Reinhardt to heal her husband, stood there frozen, panicked even. It was already quite dangerous that they were doing it right in front of him. However, if he also becomes sober, it will be quite risky.

"This is a punishment for trying to seduce me. You will do it right?"

In the end, Melissa nodded her head, her face a dark shade of red.

"Ungh... What’s going on?" Marquis Boulevard, who was finally out of the effects of the drug, looked around in confusion. He was drinking, and then suddenly he couldn’t remember anything.

"Ah, you dazed out. Anyways, let’s have another drink. Don’t tell me you are already done?"

Seated on the other side of the table, Reinhardt answered. Being challenged to a drink, Boulevard took it as a matter of pride.

"Haha, Sir Reinhardt, I respect you the most in the world. I know you are strong. However, if you think that you can win against me in a drinking bout, then you are up for a surprise".

"Is that so? I guess we’ll both be surprised today," Saying that, he extended his hand for a drink.

Suddenly, there was a stifled moan. Looking around, Boulevard noticed that his wife was sitting next to Reinhardt. Well, given that she was his secretary, it was only natural.

Gulp.. Gulp...

"Heck, yes!! That’s the feeling." Marquis Boulevard slammed his cup on the table, intoxication clearly visible on his face.

Reinhardt might have cleansed him of the drug, but he left the intoxication intact. In fact, if he didn’t, he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the night.

"So, how goes the management of the city? Ah, should I call it the Snowpoint City now?"

"Ah, it’s going splendidly thanks to Melissa. She really is an excellent woman".

"Haha", Boulevard laughed. He leaned forward to grab the bottle when, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of some movement.

Reinhardt’s hand was on Melissa’s thigh, her skirt hiked up just enough to reveal the edge of her lace underwear. However, the moment he turned his head, the hand was gone, and they were both laughing like nothing had happened.

"It makes me happy that you say that."

His wife was indeed a capable and competent woman. If not for the fact that he wanted to help his savior, who was in a pinch to manage the city, he wouldn’t be willing to let his wife leave his side.

"Aaah~... Ahh... Aaahng♥" Suddenly, he heard moaning again. When he looked at his wife, she had already recovered and was calmly drinking her shot.

"Remember that time when you came to our estate?" Reinhardt spoke, trying to distract Boulevard from staring at his wife for too long.

"Haha, Sir Reinhardt, you raised an embarrassing topic. However, I am deeply grateful to you for that incident. If not for you purging those demonically possessed humans by my side, I would forever be in the dark on the true heinousness of the demons".

The people of the capital, sitting inside the comfort of their houses and city, were still unaware of the deceptive nature and methods of the demons. If not for the Divine Paladin, he would also be among those people.

In a way, it could really be said that he turned a new leaf from that day. Since he was too busy talking and reminiscing, he didn’t see Reinahrdt’s hand moving under the table, but there was no covering the soft squelch of skin against skin.

Melissa’s breath was hitched, and she seemed to be trying her best to make a straight face. Whenever Boulevard turned to look at her, she gave him that innocent smile, like she hadn’t just been getting fingered by the Divine Paladin next to her.

"What about you, Melissa? Are you enjoying your time in the Snowpoint City?"

The conversation now turned towards her, Melissa struggled to stifle her moans.

"Y-Yes... Yes!!... I love it here♥... kuh!" For some reason, her voice sounded strained.

"Are you okay, Melissa?"..

"Yeah, n-never betteeer~" she spoke, shifting in her seat.

*GLOP* *SLOSH*

Her hips moved slightly, and there was a lewd sound, like something wet, long, and big, sliding into place.

Boulevard’s brows twitched, and for some reason, he felt his blood getting excited; however, he was too drunk to piece it together.