The Unspoken Rule of the Spy Boss

11.

What a loss.

I worked overtime for the whole night.

And I did not have time to implement the unspoken rule.

And those new postures, as Arthur said, were like a dream which never existed.

I woke up angrily from the desk in the morning.

Although I found that Arthur covered me with a quilt, I was still angry.

That was it?

If there were other men, they would have carried me to the bed and kissed my forehead gently.

But Arthur just let me sleep on the desk for a whole night.

I pushed the door open and happened to meet Arthur when I was about to shout.

And he was one step ahead of me and pulled me to the dining room.

"Bread, cheese, sandwich, hamburger, hot dogs... at your service."

Arthur waved his hand, showing off the breakfast he had made all over the table.

That was... pretty unexpected.

I was no longer angry.

Especially after I learned he had also cleaned the living room, which I had messed up before.

I nodded with satisfaction and sat down.