Morning came and Veronica woke up early.
Rawlf was already out, probably having his morning coffee so Veronica decided to go downstairs.
True to her assumption, her man was in the living area, sipping from his coffee, while reading the early newspaper.
Rawlf sensing her arrival looked up and his stoic face turned soft after seeing his woman, who just woked up, wearing her silk white robe and thankfully, house slippers on her feet.
He move to walk to her and when she's at the very base of the stairs where he waited, Rawlf took her in his arms, nuzzled her hair for some moment then gently lifted and carry her, the bridal way to the sofa with him.
The tightening sensation in his chest earlier urged him to carry his woman after seeing her which proved his formula that everytime he would do something about it like carry her or hold her in his arms or to kiss her, the tightening in his chest will then soon eased up.
"Why did you wake up so early?" Rawlf asked in a gentle voice. If this was him some few months ago and someone told him that he'll one day be this pampering and gentle to a woman, he might have that person be tortured for cursing his life.
Yet, look at him now, spoiling Veronica like she's a disabled for the constant "carrying her" and totally under her spell.
Veronica rubbed her nose on his chest inhaling his familiar scent which she'd grown to love even more, "Have to prepare for later. Besides, I've had enough sleep."
"Do you want to eat your breakfast now?"
Veronica shook her head from left to right. It's too early for breakfast and she would rather have some coffee first to awaken all her senses.
"Not yet. But I would like a coffee. Dark and sweet." Veronica once again rubbed her nose on the man's chest and added in a spoilt tone, "and cuddles in the sofa."
Rawlf rubbed his woman's gently and called Butler Ro to tasked what their mistress asked for, of course, except the cuddles.
Butler Ro turned to the kitchen to make the coffee for the mistress, and at the same time, an indescribable expression in his face after once again seeing his cold and stoic young master having the most gentle and pampering expression for the woman in his arms.
After half an hour of cuddlin in the sofa, which made the passing maids blushed and retract their gazes from the young master and the new mistress to do their own chores around the mansion, Veronica decided to have her breakfast and of course, Rawlf joined his woman.
Rawlf then, with hesitation, bid his bye as he was to go in his office but not forgetting to give Veronica his prestigious centurion card.
"Buy some for our cubs if you see any good thing for them there, and also for your self."
Veronica raised her left brow but accepted the card right away. Well, talking about the card, the man wasn't around for almost four years around their cubs so it's only natural that he would as well provide for them, aside from the basic emotional value, of course, the finanial aspect.
Veronica yes, could certainly provide for her children but it's a different matter when it concern about the father's responsibility. She is just, plainly, a realist.
"Your money will be well spent, Mr. Sy." Veronica replied seductively as she hugged the man on his waist.
"Better. My money is yours to spend for your self and the cubs." Rawlf in the most doting tone replied.
Veronica giggled, "Your money is mine to spend for our little family." "Accurate." Rawlf agreed with sparkle in his eyes.
When Rawlf left for work with an obvious hesitation to leave but finally did when Veronica bid him a goodbye kiss, more on like a goodbye french kiss, she herself, returned to the room to check on her busines and then, the Bael Force.
"We finally gained a rooting last night Lady. It won't take long that we'll finally be able to deeply anchor the force here that we can finally take head on that unknown force that had been weirdly attacking us."
"Good. But never forget not to be overconfident. Always stay on high alert. I don't want it that we're already keeping our hopes up and in the end, end up in a compromising situation. Send me the full detailed report. I won't be able to come back until next week but I trust that you'll be able to handle the force while I'm gone."
Although curious, Zero keep the question in himself and nodded on the command.
After the video call with Zero, Veronica operated something to erased the trace which she had been habitually doing after everytime she contact Zero. Better safe than sorry. Then a little smirk appeared on her face.
Veronica found out, or should she say, instinctively found out that the force behind the weird attack, to coined Zero on Bael Force was Rawlf's force. Except the prior attack before her arrival, everytime to go back in Country R, that force would start attacking but not to the point of causing much destruction in an all out way.
Veronica could just imagine the ending of her force if that force indeed would take the attack seriously.
The thing that strengthened her theory was the fact that after their misunderstanding, her force was once again attack by that unknown force like to keep the people occupied, or should she say, specifically her, occupied, and not to go anywhere, or specifically back in Country R.
"If you want to play this game, then I am more than willing to entertain you, Mr. Sy", Veronica said with an amused, evil glint in her eyes totally differet from the spoilt expression she always gave him.
But good thing for Rawlf, at least, she, the Lady Cleopatra of the underworld, meant him no harm.
And if anyone is yet to wonder from whom Baelfair took her being too scheming and fond of hiding a sweet fasçade from everyone, please, do not anymore.