Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System

Chapter 161: Beneath a Clearing Sky

Rain had stopped.

Morning sun climbed above the clouds in pale gold streams, pouring across the runways of Woodland City International Airport. Water still clung to the tarmac in silver patches, reflecting aircraft wings like broken mirrors.

Its engines quieted.

And among them—Julian D’Aurelius and Bianca De Dominicis had already disembarked from the plane.

Julian noticed.

He simply pretended not to.

Being close to Julian made her incredibly happy.

Julian glanced sideways and laughed.

His tone was teasing.

"Only now you notice?"

"Careful," Julian muttered. "People will misunderstand."

"Good."

"Seriously... why are you in such a good mood?"

"Because koalas hang on trees," she whispered.

Julian nearly choked.

Bianca’s eyes gleamed wickedly.

"But I could treat you like a pole, wear a bunny girl outfit, and do a pole dance on you... then I could hang on you."

Julian’s footsteps actually slowed.

[Whoa, that sounds kind of nice?]

[If we keep talking about this like lewd topics, then I’ll lose control and pin her somewhere right here and make that dream about our first night reality.]

Very hard.

Bianca nearly burst out laughing.

This hidden lewdness was still pretending with her.

Slightly red.

"Public morality?" she murmured. "And here I thought President D’Aurelius was bold."

That nearly made her laugh aloud.

Folded.

Hidden.

And suddenly the business trip felt much less like business.

Wasn’t this just a disguised vacation?

After leaving the airport, the two took a car to the hotel.

Bianca opened a folder and shifted, one thigh brushing Julian’s.

She handed the documents to Julian.

Then smiled.

Bianca narrowed her eyes.

"I always have opinions."

"Useful trait."

[There’s nothing much to discuss, this business won’t work out anyway.]

Her fingers tightened slightly.

Her pulse skipped.

A new name.

[He plans to trick you, drug you, and then play the hero to take advantage.]

Yet Julian beside her looked utterly calm.

[Sigh, compared to him, Obsidan King Evan is at least half a pure-hearted warrior.]

What kind of comparison was that?

Someone intended to scheme against her?

How brave.

Hearing Julian’s inner thoughts, Bianca was stunned.

Who was that?

And he was plotting against her?

But her eyes narrowed.

She casually unlocked her phone.

Fast.

She squinted her eyes and quickly sent a message on her phone.

She now had two of them secretly protecting her.

Stay close.

Wait for my signal.

If someone dared play dirty with her...

Because she did not forgive elegantly.

Yet even while calculating revenge, another emotion rose.

Dangerously warm.

And still came.

That thought made her chest soften.

Rested her head against his shoulder.

"After we finish this business, let’s stay here for a few days."

"A few days?"

"Vacation?"

He looked skeptical.

She nearly laughed herself breathless.

"I’m trying not to."

"Stay a few days with me."

Not playful.

Julian looked out the rain-streaked window.

Woodland glowed.

Schemes ahead.

And yet...

Too pleasant.

[Focus. Trap first. Vacation later. Possibly bunny girl after...]

(What am I thinking?)

Then she asked casually,

Julian answered too quickly.

"Liar."

The car rolled toward Starlight Tower.

The board was set.

But in the backseat of a moving car, with Bianca leaning against him and morning light touching her hair—

it felt less like entering a trap...