With a bright smile and a refreshed face, I walked toward the car where my men were already gathered, prepared to begin a new day and a new mission.
The sunlight was unusually soft this morning, brushing over the metal of the vehicles, turning everything into a quiet gold.
Even the cold wind felt lighter than usual… or perhaps it was simply my mood.
"Ohh, look—Boss seems really happy again today."
"I bet it's because of the Boss's lady."
"Right? Ever since she arrived, Boss changed from a terrifying demon into an angel who smiles all day."
Their whispers floated through the air like bothersome insects.
I heard every word, but I didn't bother responding.
Their chatter could never reach me—not today, not when my entire mind, my entire attention, was wrapped around one fragile, precious thing:
The gentle, obedient girl sleeping in my arms.
Her warmth still lingered on my skin, clinging to me like a quiet, intoxicating fragrance.
