Cheat Awakening

Chapter 243: Chapter 243. Bad Timing

"Your dogs are quite fierce; that big one literally bit my ass off if the soldier hadn't informed me at the right moment," Bazzam commented with a fake smile, wiping sweat from his forehead as he approached everyone.

"Yes, I should try to train them so they could finish their job without the other party having time to react next time. After all, we shouldn't compromise with security, right Guild Leader?" Myne said in a sarcastic tone, with no intention of offering apologies.

Bazzam also knew the reason behind it, so he didn't make things difficult for himself. Without any formalities, he directly came to the main point and spoke to Sylphy.

"Your Highness, as per your and Miss. Amy's request, Your Majesty has decided to let Miss. Amy stay with you. But since Miss. Amy's safety is very important for the kingdom, he appointed a personal guard for Miss. Amy, who will stay near your house, keeping close eyes on you, and after your clan starts operating, will start working over there.

But still, taking the seriousness of this matter, my team that I've selected will also roam around your home in two shifts of 12 hours."

As expected from my cheap father-in-law, he only sent one person for Amy's security. Wait a minute; if there are so many people going to wander around here, then how do we know if an imposter isn't mixed among them?"

While Myne was thinking about it, Bazzam quickly solved his doubt without asking.

"To distinguish between Miss. Amy's personal guard and my people, he will always be wearing a red cloth on his right arm. And if it's a guy who doesn't wear it try to come near you, he would be a thief. You could do whatever you want with him."

"But what if the thief notices it as well and wears an exactly same-looking red cloth?"

As soon as Bazzam finished his speech, Sylphy asked with a frown. Read new chapters at m_v-l'e|-novelhall.net

"In order to distinguish between fake and real, we have placed five magic enhancements on it. Our red cloth is made of a special cloth called Spirit cloth. Looking at it through a special magic tool, it would look more like silver colour than red.

So you guys can rest assured about someone faking it." While saying that with a smile, Bazzam took out a magic tool that looked like half-moon-shaped glasses the one that old people like to wear, from his storage pouch and handed it to Sylphy.

"What if that imposter beat down this guy and took away his red cloth, to come near us with ulterior motives?"

Hearing Myne's logical question, Bazzam, without changing his expression, bowed slightly to Sylphy while saying " I am going Your Highness then", turned around and ran away as if he hadn't heard Myne's question at all.

Myne embraced Aisha from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and whispered in a low voice, moving his hand like a naughty snake under her t-shirt all the way to her braless boobies.

"No, I don't need your help, but did you forget your promise? No more messing around outside the bedroom or bathroom while Amy is living with us," Aisha said with an expressionless face.

"I remember my promise very well. But currently, Amy is in her room arranging furniture with Sylphy, so technically, she is not near us. I have full right to give my hardworking wife a sweet boobie massage," Myne said, pinching Aisha's nipple while putting his other hand inside her already wet panties.

"Ammm..."

"Stop it; someone might see us," Aisha said in a low voice, trying to hold back her moans while leaning on the kitchenette. However, what she said and what her body wanted were completely different matters.

Myne, who knew Aisha to her core, didn't take her words seriously. He put his two fingers inside her pussy and his thumb on her clit, starting to rub it. Now Myne is very professional at giving his woman pleasure quickly, knowing all their sensitive spots and the areas where they reacted the most.

"Ammm, pl, please... Stoppp..."

"F*ck it, do it harder... make me cum, baby."

After engaging in formalities for a while, Aisha finally cast away the nonsense from her mind and began to relish the special service she was receiving from Myne.

"Oh, yes, right there. I'm about to cumm...?"

"Why did you stop?"

Just as Aisha was reaching the peak of her pleasure, Myne abruptly withdrew his hands, moving aside while licking his wet fingers in enjoyment.

"Amy, remember to bring me with you next time you go shopping. I also want to buy clothes like yours. I never expected that our town would have such a wonderful clothes shop. Even Aisha didn't know about it; it seems like it's hidden very deeply and only accepts customers with a lot of money."

"But Your Highness, I have already told you that I bought these clothes three years ago. I don't think that shop still exists in our town. Otherwise, there's no way Aisha never heard about it; it was very famous three years ago. I think after the shop owner's business grew, he might have moved to the Capital city to further develop his business. After all, our town's population is very limited."

Hearing Sylphy and Amy's voices, which clearly indicated that they were coming towards the kitchen, Aisha understood why Myne suddenly stopped. With a regretful sigh, Aisha adjusted her clothes, especially her panties, and resumed making a sandwich for Amy while angrily cursing Sylphy and Amy for their bad timing.