History at the Library

terior materials and designs from day to day.
Work was piled up and fatigue piled up, so she was in quite a mental state now.

She was stretching herself out of sleep and suddenly there was a commotion outside.

What is it? In the middle of the night?

It wasn’t loud, but she heard words.
It was not long after Julian left.

Vivian rose from the counter with an uneasy look.
Then, she hid as much as she could and carefully went to the entrance of the library.
Then, the other person’s voice sounded clearer.
It was dark and hard to see, but it was such a familiar voice that she immediately recognized who it was.

“Aiden?”

She called her opponent right away without thinking.
At the same time, the sound of words stopped.

One of the two men wearing hoods turned his head.
His eyes met the blue eyes that shone clearly in the dark, and Vivian hardened at the same time.

She felt as if she had been bitten on the back of her neck with a sharp tooth without mercy.
She swept her palms in a cold sweat.
Of course, she couldn’t feel any blood or tooth marks.

He strode without hesitation.
Then he grabbed her wrist stretching halfway through the air and pulled her into his arms.

“Get out of the way.
You’ll get hurt.”

The Emperor’s bewildered gaze flashed through the crack of the door, but the door slammed shut with Aiden’s forceful recoil.
At the same time, the two spaces were completely blocked.

Vivian was so overwhelmed by the harsh atmosphere that she had no choice but to follow suit as he led.

The beginning of misunderstanding comes from a very trivial thing.

At first, Vivian threw playfully to provoke him, and it was the beginning that she didn’t mind saying that she could have another man at any time.
The misunderstanding, which was only a small spark, grew in size as time passed.

A light attitude that does not see everything in the world except the material of the novel.
It’s an easy body to give right away if she stimulated it a little bit.
Whether it was burdensome to share a heart, it was her anxiety that he immediately offered a sex partner.

The fire flared up.
The flaming flames seemed to swallow up his mind.

God damn it.

Aiden swallowed the curse and clenched his fist.
The way she treated Thatcher, the president of the publishing company, was unpleasant, but considered it possible because of her long-standing relationship.
But of all things, even the Emperor was involved now.

There was no trust in Vivian to believe that nothing really happened with him.
At least, that was the case with men.

What the hell should he do with her?