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My Naughty Wife!

Arumi is a secret agent who has just come out of a 'vacation' of almost two years. Her mission this time was to steal research data that Arkyn was researching. It's not that easy for Arumi to get it, let alone a scandal between them arose which made Arkyn offer her to be his wife. Arumi who initially refused, was forced to accept Arkyn's offer at the behest of her boss, the man she had admired for so long. "This mission is complicated, but I will complete it like my previous mission." Right? Cover : Silphori on Twitter

araran · Urban
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Kindness

While waiting, Arumi crosses her legs to make them look more sensual since she wears black shorts so her long legs can look beautiful to the eye.

She is confident Arkyn was enjoying this and started asking her.

So easy.

Like the previous mission.

"Here, Ma'am. Enjoy."

Arumi hummed happily receiving a red drink in the middle to the bottom of the glass while it was transparent at the top with a touch of sweet cherries on the rim of the glass. She was sure it was soda judging by the tiny bubbles that popped up. She took a moment to glance at Arkyn who was beside her.

Unfortunately, Arkyn wasn't looking at her, focused on his drink.

Arumi is confused.

Was she wrong?

Arkyn also didn't greet her as they did on the plane.

Arumi decided to lower her pride a bit and took the initiative to say hello, "Hello, you're Arkyn. Right?"

Arkyn moved his eyes towards Arumi, he didn't respond for a few seconds, then realized after seeing the color of her pink hair, "Oh ... my mistake. You're Ms. Arumi?"

"Yes."

Why was Arkyn acting as if they had never met before? He was the first to talk to her on the plane!

"Excuse my rudeness, I didn't recognize you because you were wearing too revealing clothes," Arkyn says, regretfully, "and also you were wearing sunglasses."

What?

Just because of that Arumi is not recognized? She's positive Arkyn was looking at her too as she walked to the bar! Was she wrong?

And why does Arkyn keep speaking so formally?

"Is that so?" Arumi responded awkwardly, "My appearance isn't that different."

Arkyn didn't respond but chose to finish his drink.

Arumi feels like a dumb woman. Is she being ignored? Such a beautiful woman like her? "Arkyn?"

"Oh," Arkyn refocused his eyes on her again, "I'm sorry, it's rude for me to comment on a woman's clothes. Even a stranger woman."

It wasn't a compliment, but for some reason Arkyn's comment made Arumi's heart flutter a little.

She felt special because Arkyn seemed to respect her? Though usually, she is always thirsty for praise.

Before Arumi could respond, he got up and walked away without saying anything.

Eh!?

Arumi twisted her body, unable to believe what was happening. Her eyes focused on Arkyn's well-built back which was slowly drifting away from her among the people standing to eat.

Why?

Arkyn was friendly, but he also put a high wall on her.

Arkyn didn't let her in.

Arumi gasped feeling her cell phone vibrate in her bag. She checked.

From: Boss

Have a little patience, Mocha.

Arumi covered her mouth which was gaping in shock.

How? How did the Boss know that she failed to approach Arkyn?

Arumi scanned the entire restaurant, hoping to catch the person who worked for her Boss, but all she saw were people busy chatting or eating.

Her phone vibrated again.

From: Boss

Go after him, Mocha. His room is number 117.

Arumi obeyed her Boss' orders, "Bartender, bill for my drink, please."

"Ah, Mr. Arkyn has already paid for you, Ma'am," the bartender replied softly.

Him again?

Arumi immediately rushed after Arkyn with a jog, ignoring her high heels.

Beauty is painful after all.

Arumi looked left and right, confused about where to go. Neither left nor right was Arkyn visible.

Ah.

Arumi saw the elevator door which was almost closed. Without thinking she ran to press the arrow symbol.

Crack.

Arumi managed to press the button and the elevator door opened, but on the other hand, her left heel was broken and her leg seemed to be sprained. She ignored the pain, checking to see if Arkyn was inside.

Her sacrifice paid off sweetly.

Arkyn was inside, alone too, unfortunately his eyes were focused down the elevator floor.

"Hold on a second," Arumi asked a little loudly to get Arkyn's attention.

Arkyn heard Arumi's request, and pressed the elevator button, "Oh, it's you Ms. Arumi."

Arumi carved a smile as best she could.

Arkyn who was watching felt something strange with Arumi's steps. He widened his eyes in shock when he saw that one of her high heels was broken, "Is your leg okay?"

Her legs would be fine if Arkyn chose to use the stairs.

Arumi wanted to be angry, but suddenly an idea popped up in her head that made her blood calm again, "I'm like this because of you, Arkyn."

Arkyn was clearly surprised, "Me?" he says innocently.

Arumi nodded her head, "You treated well this stranger woman twice, but you didn't even let me say thank you."

"You running just to say 'thank you' to me? You can say that by giving my hotel a good review," Arkyn says innocently.

What? Giving the hotel a good review?

"You think I'm that cheap?" Arumi says coldly, pretending to be angry.

"No," Arkyn responded quickly, "I'm just giving an easy solution. I don't think you that way, I'm sorry if you feel offended."

"You didn't?" Arumi asked, unsure.

"No," Arkyn repeated his answer more seriously this time, "I told you, I have no right to comment on you."

Oh.

Arumi could clearly see that Arkyn was trying to escape from her grip. She wouldn't let it go of course, "Let's put that aside. I want to repay your kindness."

Arkyn wasn't interested at all, "I'm not asking for anything in return. What I'm doing is pure because I want to thank you, Ms. Arumi."

The money he spent was no more than two hundred dollars anyway.

Oh?

Still trying to run away?

"Then me too~!" Arumi says in a humming tone, countering by reversing Arkyn's words, "This is also purely I want to thank you. I will teach you a proper sexy dance!"

Sexy dance.

Just thinking about it made Arkyn's head spin, "Sorry, I did it when I was drunk. I can't control my body at that time."

Arumi had expected Arkyn to refuse her offer, "So you're really not good at dancing? Poor thing."

"Yeah," Arkyn admitted shyly, "I'm not interested in such wild things."

Dancing is called wild?

The longer it goes on, the more the predicate who likes many women disappears.