Vol. 5 ITRG Volume 5 Chapter 4.2

Vol. 5 ITRG Volume 5 Chapter 4.2



Just when Aeroc thought this man was getting away with being a lunatic, the asshole fired an unnecessary confirmation shot. His offensive attitude was always the same. Only today, he didn’t even bother to ‘pretend’ to be professional. Aeroc started to become very irritated. There wouldn’t be another guy who can piss him off from the moment you meet him face-to-face and exchange a couple of words. A part of him wanted to throw Bendyke out right then and there, but Aeroc had no choice but to have him here. Aeroc took a deep breath to calm his irritation and handed Bendyke the contract and a stack of solicitation letters from the company.

“This is for today.”

Sitting down on the couch, Bendyke took the papers as if they were a treat and quickly scanned through the dozens of pages. Even though he tried not to, Aeroc found himself looking at the other person’s reaction.

The cold man flipped through the first few pages absentmindedly, his coolly straight eyebrows arched slightly. Then he snorted at the next pages. His eyes flicked to Aeroc, and one corner of his mouth quirked up. It was clear that he was sneering. Trying to ignore the heat rising in his face, Aeroc looked the other way and lifted his teacup.

Bendyke grew graver by the minute, until the financial manager candidate eventually let out a low groan when he saw the conclusive letter that forced Aeroc to admit his incompetence in financial matters. He put down the other papers and read it twice over. He stroked his chin with his hand, then rubbed his lower lip with his long index finger.

The silent response stiffened an otherwise tense atmosphere. This was no time for leisurely sipping tea. Eventually, Aeroc spoke first.

“If possible, I’d prefer to settle this with the income from the estate, so give me your advice. I mean, Mr. Bendyke.”

Aeroc said with a straight face and the bare minimum of politeness.

“Pfft.”

Bendyke sneered at his words. It was more like he was laughing at the ridiculousness of this than enjoying mocking Aeroc. To have one’s intellect insulted, or one’s stupidity exposed, was more humiliating to the stomach than an open insult. Aeroc could not bear to show his flushed face. He set the teacup down and went to the window. He’d like to believe he was acting natural, but he knew that was impossible. The stare at the back of his head stung. The bastard was thoroughly enjoying Aeroc’s embarrassment.

“So?”

Aeroc jerked back at the question that flew out of Bendyke’s mouth.

“What?”

“So what’s the actual matter?”

Aeroc had shown his embarrassment long enough. He didn’t know why Bendyke was repeating his question.

“That’s the matter.”

“No. That’s the problem, and the matter is, what are you willing to pay for me to solve that problem?”

“Can you solve it?”

It seemed like such a serious problem, and Aeroc couldn’t see a way to solve it, he had just invited the most unwanted person into the estate. Aeroc’s heart leaped with honest joy at the mention of a solution, and then Bendyke threw him a crafty glare.

Suddenly, Aeroc remembered what he’d heard before.

“So you’re the one who’s been spreading rumors about me hiring you.”

As expected, this man was the one who made all the other financial managers turn him down. Aeroc wanted to vent his frustration. He knew he was at a physical disadvantage, so he tried to at least point a finger and say something mean and accusatory. But it was all in the wind. Bendyke didn’t give him the time to do so.

“That’s a misunderstanding. I didn’t do that, it’s the meddlesome old man.”

“Don’t blame others. You’re the one who knew there was a misunderstanding and didn’t correct it.”

“Well, that’s true.”

With that, Bendyke continued to push closer towards Aeroc. Aeroc’s upper body was better positioned against the window, but his lower body was no match for it. It was hard to tell if the heat on his thighs was his own or his opponent’s.

“But it’s also true that it’s a problem that only I can solve, because these fraudulent contracts can’t be solved with just a pen and tongue.”

If not a pen and tongue, then a lawsuit? No, he definitely meant not through the legal way. It was the kind of thing only a lunatic would do, and if that were the case, then Bendyke was right, only he could solve it. If it was a violent and inhumane solution, the fee would be just as violent and inhumane.

“So what do you want?”

“Count, I want something that only you can pay for.”

Though he hadn’t experienced it beforehand, Aeroc wasn’t unaware of the implications of those words. Aeroc was no fool. No, he was a fool himself. This man was shrewdly ambitious from the first time they met. It was just a matter of whether or not he expressed it in a violent way. He always only had one goal. Damn it.

Conflict, both within and outside his body, raged through Aeroc. The blade-like bridge of Bendyke’s nose brushed against his pale cheeks. A thick arm wrapped around his waist like a rope tying the center mast of a sailboat. At the same time, a skinny hand wrapped around Aeroc’s neck and chin. The other’s palm was burning hot.

“I’m an alpha.”

“That’s great.”

With the simple answer, the demon bringing misfortune shattered Aeroc’s shield of providence. This man had no morals, no ethics, and no benevolence.

“It’s bad enough that you’re a rude lunatic, but you’re also a pervert with an abnormal sexual desire. What a waste of a handsome face.”

“Do you like my face?”

“I didn’t say that.”

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