"We haven’t tried anywhere outside the bedroom yet," Victoria murmured, her small hand tracing the sculpted lines of Julian’s abs.
She looked over his physique with absolute satisfaction. Every single line of his body was tailored perfectly to her desires.
"Alright, whatever you say," Julian sighed inwardly, feeling a wave of comedic despair.
Tonight was going to be another grueling battle.
This system was absolute trash. He had wanted nothing more than to lie back and comfortably play the pampered house husband under Victoria’s care, but the system insisted on forcing him to fight for his freedom.
Seeing that Julian hadn’t made the first move, Victoria eagerly pressed her soft, red lips against his.
Sitting atop the mahogany desk, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. The passion between them quickly grew wild, sweeping half the documents and leather folders off the desk and scattering them across the hardwood floor.
Meanwhile, downstairs in the main foyer, Victoria’s senior secretary, Evelyn, arrived carrying an urgent leather briefcase.
"Butler Chen, where is President Sterling?" Evelyn asked.
"In the study upstairs," Butler Chen replied politely.
"Thank you." Evelyn nodded, making her way up the grand staircase.
Just as she reached the second-floor hallway and raised her hand to knock on the study door, faint, unmistakable sounds of intense intimacy echoed from inside the room.
Evelyn froze in place, her hand hovering in mid-air. She turned to a passing housemaid and whispered, "Is Master Vance in the study?"
"Yes, he went in over half an hour ago and hasn’t come out," the maid whispered back. "They’re still inside."
I knew it! Evelyn nodded inwardly.
Over the past few days, the passionate red marks on President Sterling’s neck had been constant—as soon as the old ones faded, fresh ones appeared. It was painfully obvious that the ice-queen CEO and Master Vance were engaging in passionate marathons every single day.
It was barely afternoon, and they were already at it again in the study! Before President Sterling met Master Vance, no one in the corporate world would have ever believed she was capable of such boundless indulgence.
Evelyn quietly retreated down the stairs to wait in the living room.
Butler Chen looked at her in surprise. "Secretary Evelyn, is something wrong? Why aren’t you going in?"
"President Sterling is currently... occupied," Evelyn replied with a knowing look. "She doesn’t have time to review documents right now."
Butler Chen instantly understood, nodding in agreement. "Please wait patiently then, Secretary Evelyn."
Evelyn assumed Victoria would finish in forty minutes at most—after all, forty minutes of non-stop endurance was already exceptionally impressive for any man.
Yet, an hour ticked by. President Sterling had still not emerged.
Thinking they must surely be finished by now, Evelyn walked back upstairs to check. Before her hand could even touch the door, another low, breathless sound reached her ears.
Still not done?!
Evelyn beat a swift retreat back to the sofa downstairs.
Two full hours passed. Then two and a half hours.
Inside the study, the room finally fell quiet. Julian collapsed listlessly into the plush leather office chair, completely drained, while Victoria leaned contentedly against his broad chest.
"Julian... you really are amazing," Victoria purred, her dark eyes sparkling with deep, sweet satisfaction.
Julian let out a long, heavy breath. How could I not be amazing? I literally put my life on the line.
"Victoria," Julian wheezed softly, "about me being allowed to freely enter and leave Rose Manor..."
"Alright," Victoria agreed smoothly, fully satisfied and remarkably docile. "However, you must agree to three rules first. If you accept them, you may come and go as you please."
"Name them," Julian said, his eyes instantly lighting up.
As long as he obtained his freedom, he would agree to three hundred rules, let alone three.
"First," Victoria said, her gaze locking onto his, "you are strictly forbidden from getting close to any woman other than me."
"No problem," Julian nodded without hesitation.
Victoria was a textbook yandere—possessiveness was baked into her DNA. If he dared flirt with another woman, she would either lock him in a steel cage forever or turn him into a permanent museum exhibit. He wasn’t stupid enough to seek his own death.
"Second," Victoria continued, "you must return to Rose Manor to sleep beside me every single night."
"That’s completely fine too," Julian agreed readily. "And the third?"
"Third..." Victoria leaned in, pressing her soft lips against his in a lingering kiss. "Third, Julian... you must give me your heart. Try your absolute best to fall in love with me, okay?"
He was always so gentle with her, making her crave more and more of his affection. She didn’t just want his body; she wanted his soul.
Julian looked at her radiant, expectant face and smiled softly. "Alright, Victoria. Don’t worry, I’ll try my best."
In truth, Victoria was breathtakingly gorgeous and fiercely loyal in her own unhinged way. Given enough time, falling in love with her wouldn’t be difficult at all.
"Victoria, I’m starving," Julian said, gently setting her down. "Let’s go downstairs and have dinner first."
Their current position in the study was way too dangerous—one wrong move, and Victoria’s eyes would light up for round two. If this kept up every day, his kidneys were going to collapse before he turned twenty-five.
System, Julian called out in his mind as they adjusted their clothes, when are you going to reward me with a Steel-Pumping Vajra Kidney capability?
[ Host, task rewards are generated entirely at random, ] the System replied mechanically.
Julian let out a disappointed sigh. Useless system.
When Julian and Victoria finally descended the grand staircase together, Evelyn let out a massive sigh of relief. They’re finally done! Master Vance’s stamina is truly superhuman...
"Is there an issue?" Victoria asked coldly, her tone dropping back into her dominant corporate persona the moment her eyes hit Evelyn.
Evelyn snapped out of her awe, quickly offering the leather folder. "President Sterling, these financial acquisitions require your final review and signature."
Victoria took the pen, swiftly signing her name on the dotted line. "Anything else?"
"No, ma’am, that is all."
"Then why are you still standing here?" Victoria asked, handing the files back. "Leave."
She refused to let anyone waste the precious evening hours she had reserved for Julian.
Feeling thoroughly dismissed, Evelyn bowed politely. "Understood, President Sterling. I’ll take my leave."
Later that evening, after a luxurious dinner, Victoria’s menstrual cycle unexpectedly started, putting a sudden halt to any further physical activities for the night.
Unable to rely on her usual intense bedtime exercise with Julian to exhaust her mind, her severe, dark insomnia returned with a vengeance.
Late into the night, Butler Chen quietly summoned Dr. Song Huan, Victoria’s personal hypnotherapist, to the manor.
Stepping into the estate, Dr. Song asked in confusion, "Has President Sterling been away on international business trips over the past few days?"
"No, Dr. Song," Butler Chen replied, shaking his head.
"Then why hasn’t she called for my hypnosis services at all this past week?" Dr. Song asked, thoroughly baffled.
For the past year, Victoria’s psychological insomnia had grown so severe that she required professional hypnotic induction almost every single night just to catch two hours of rest.
"That is because Master Vance has been keeping Miss Sterling company," Butler Chen explained with a gentle smile. "However, Miss Sterling is currently feeling under the weather tonight. Please, Dr. Song, assist her with her sleep."