Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Sir Ares, are you in a better mood now?"

Jay's eyes lit up with a smile.

He was enjoying being serviced by her. It was as if she was his young wife. This was the kind of scenario that he would only dare to fantasize about in his dreams. He nodded.

Rose immediately took a seat before him, "Sir Ares, I have a small request."

She held out two fingertips, showing the size of her one fingernail. "This small."

Jay replied firmly, "A small request is still a request."

Rose evaluated the situation. "Yes, yes, yes. Then, Sir Ares, can you fulfill my request?"

"Speak."

"Can you donate some money to my friend?" She clung to his hand and started swaying it coquettishly.

"No problem." Jay's answer was curt. "How much do you need?" he asked.

Rose's smile was warmer than the blazing sun. "Sir Ares, I don't need a cheque or cash... I just need your seal."

she finished saying that, she added

this request smaller than

Jay was speechless.

was not dissimilar to selling his body. How could she say something like

to the page where the document was stamped and placed it in front of Jay. The expression on

you trying to sell me?"

you say that? I'd sell myself

the terms of the contract, but Rose pressed down on the papers tightly as if she was somewhat nervous. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

ordered, "Get me

"Oh," Rose replied obediently.

but you're also secretly working for Severe Enterprise in Swallow City. How do you explain this?" Rose wiped her tears and cried. "Sir Ares, you're a young master born with a golden spoon in his mouth, so you'd never understand the pain of commoners. Us commoners

was not born with a

contract down and focused his sharp gaze on Rose. "Rose Loyle, you should know that I'm a businessman. Businessmen only care about profits. If I

your slave and do whatever you want me to do

Rose said passionately.

her

Rose,

day, I'll come by to look after them. How about that?" She put on

expression darkened. 'Dream