Finally, Madam K arrived after a quick detour, she briefly glanced at her girls whose bodies tensed before looking away.
''How are you doing lord Cassius?"
''Fine as you could see madam K, you're beautiful as always.''
Madam K smiled at Cassius's compliment before she sauntered toward Angus who had been observing her since the moment she walked in, he was admiring her perfect figure.
''Good evening Lord Angus, sorry for keeping you waiting? Shall we go?"
She smiled at the end of her sentence while extending her hand, compared to when speaking with Cassius her demeanor had changed completely.
''Okay, let's go. It's good to see you are fine!"
Angus rose to his feet while taking her hand, despite being on the tallest side (1,77cm) for a woman, she was still dwarfed by Angus imposing height.
''Oh? Were you perhaps worried about me Lord Angus?" Madam K linked arm with him and with a smile that could melt most man's heart she waited for his response, she was like a woman in love, pure and beautiful.
''I was just being polite. I'm more worried about the poor souls you have beaten up. They are good for spending few months in the hospital.''
It was easy to detect the scent of blood from her, even when she had cleansed her hands and spray perfume, for someone whose ability was related to blood it was easy to detect as breathing.
''Hmph! You don't care about me at all.'' she harrumphed, looking sideways, pouting like a naive young maiden experiencing her first love. The corner of Angus's mouth twitched. He didn't want to be dragged into her little game, once caught in, it would be hard to leave so he decided to change the subject while they were walking toward one of her bedrooms.
''So who was it this time?"
Although, she knew he was doing this to change subject she chose to play along.
''Well, it's Alaric's son.'' she answered as if it wasn't a big deal.
''Ah, little Alaric's son have grown to frequent places such as this?" Angus was little surprise, of course he knew Alaric, a promising young man he had trained a few times back in the past, he grew splendidly and owned a medium size guild, for someone in his thirty it wasn't bad.
''Well, children nowadays grow faster.'' she shrugged her shoulders in response.
''Tsk! Young'uns are sure hot-headed. To think he could belittle this kind of place. Did he thought this place exist solely for pleasure thus without background?'' he exasperated at the lack of wit of the young generation, well, idiots like Alastair couldn't think too far only rely on their background, thinking themselves to be untouchable.
The two finally arrived at their destination, while opening the door Madam K responded, feigning indifference.
''I wonder what you're talking about. We simple provide comfort here, healing poor souls, nothing more, nothing less.''
Angus chuckled in response as the couple entered the room. A beautiful spacious bedroom with a large bed, atop the bed was the painting of a black haired woman, she was nude but you can only see her side profile, naturally he knew who this woman is, it was none other than madam K. Apart from the bed there a sofa, a table, an extremely large smart TV and lastly a minibar. She sauntered toward the minibar while Angus sat comfortably in the sofa while turning on the TV, he browse through the channel before choosing news channel, finally he had the time to loosen his tie.
In the meantime, madam K standing behind the minibar, a small altar of bottles and glass asked, ''The usual?"
''Yes!"
She smiled and began working, her movements were unhurried, she was clearly a master in this. Her fingers tracing the rye's he liked, a vermouth the color of late sun. She worked without a jigger, trusting her pour. The ice came in a single, clear block, which she cracked with a gentle, expert twist of her wrist.
Although, he was listening to news on the channel, he was still focused on her, he liked how concentrated she'd whenever busy with something, so naturally he heard the soft chime of the stirring spoon, he couldn't help but glance over, he saw her tilt her head as she listened to the dilution, to the falling temperature just right, in the blink of an eye she had finished. The drink in her hand had the color of a burnt honey. A single curl of orange peel, expressed over the glass until the oils misted the air. Madam K sauntered toward him with the cocktail, her beautiful hourglass figure swaying back and forth until she stopped in front of him.
He took it before sipping it, it was incredible as always.
''I should hire you as a permanent bartender in my manor.'' he nodded as if seriously considering the option.
''Oh? Why not make me the mistress of the house, this way you'll have the whole package.''
In response to her provocation, he downed the cocktail in one motion before scooping her inside his arms.
''Kyah!" She let out a girly scream before the next moment they were on the bed without him above her, time seemed to stop, they could hear each other breathing, black eyes locked into those beautiful red eyes she could never get enough of. Her heartbeat quickened, at that moment he lowered his head snatching her lustrous lips.