Daziel pushed open the heavy wooden door of the VIP room; the light outside was noticeably brighter.
Robin was indeed standing gracefully by the corridor not far away, her pristine white short formal dress making her appear exquisitely beautiful and captivating.
She seemed to have been pacing there. Upon seeing Daziel emerge, her sparkling eyes instantly lit up. She hurried forward, drew close to Daziel and whispered:
"Master Daziel!"
Due to her status, Robin's voice was very soft, as if she feared being overheard by others.
But her tone carried a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor, and her gaze urgently swept over him, as if to confirm he was well.
"How... how did your discussion with Ms. Jade go? The Corporation... they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"
Her slender brows were slightly furrowed, her face etched with worry, as if she was afraid Daziel might have been at a disadvantage when dealing with a behemoth like the Interastral Peace Corporation.
Of course, such a thing was impossible.
Daziel looked at her nervous expression, a smile secretly forming in his heart. He said, his tone relaxed:
"Don't worry, Robin. Everything went smoothly."
He paused, then added with a touch of profound meaning:
"Ms. Jade has a favor to ask of me. We had a very fruitful discussion. Now, we are 'partners'."
"Partners?"
Robin was slightly stunned, then let out a long sigh of relief. Her tightly knitted brows relaxed, and a genuinely relieved smile appeared on her face.
"That's wonderful, Master Daziel! You're truly amazing, to even manage to... with a high-ranking executive from the Interastral Peace Corporation..."
She stopped mid-sentence, her smile suddenly freezing on her face, as if she had instantly remembered something extremely important. The ease in her eyes was replaced by a deep worry, and her expression turned somewhat distraught.
Daziel keenly noticed the change in her mood and asked gently:
"What's wrong? You look like you have something on your mind?"
Robin bit her lower lip, a hint of moisture pooling in her beautiful eyes, and her voice lowered:
"Master Daziel... it's... it's about my brother..."
She took a deep breath, her tone filled with barely concealed anxiety and helplessness:
"He... as the orchestrator of this recent turmoil... he has already been taken into custody by the Family. I... I don't know what they will do with him. I'm so worried... Penacony's rules are strict for this kind of behavior; the punishment cannot be light."
Robin's hands unconsciously gripped the corner of her dress, her eyes full of entreaty as she looked at Daziel:
"Master Daziel, you... you now have immense influence in Penacony. Even the current Patriarchs of the Five Great Families treat you with great courtesy. I... I want to beg you, could you... could you find a way to save my brother Sunday?"
Her voice was tearful. The noble and elegant Halovian singer she usually was, now looked like a helpless little girl.
"Originally... originally, I was still thinking, if I could ask the Interastral Peace Corporation's representatives to mediate, perhaps there would still be a sliver of hope. But now, hearing you say that their negotiations with the Family have also reached a stalemate, and even their own position in Penacony is somewhat... they are barely able to take care of themselves. I really don't know who else to turn to..."
Daziel listened quietly, watching her distressed, almost tearful expression, and understood.
In the original storyline, Jade and Robin had indeed made a deal to rescue Sunday from the Family's layers of guards.
In the current timeline, Jade no longer had that much influence in Penacony, so she naturally had to seek help from Daziel.
He took a small step forward, narrowing the distance between himself and Robin. His gaze, tinged with a hint of playfulness, lingered on her delicate face:
"Saving him... you know, this whole thing is tricky. We personally helped put your brother into Penacony's prison, and now you're asking me to get him out. Getting in is easy; getting out is hard."
"The Family side probably won't relent easily..."
Robin's body trembled slightly, the color draining from her face, making her look even paler.
"I... I know..."
A faint, almost imperceptible curve played on Daziel's lips. He lowered his voice slightly, infusing it with suggestive magnetism:
"My little canary, since you know, this favor isn't so easy to grant..."
His gaze pointedly drifted from her slightly trembling long eyelashes, sliding to her pink lips, finally resting on her chest, which rose and fell slightly with her tension.
"What do you plan... to exchange for your brother's freedom?"
Robin shivered from his blatant gaze and words. A vivid flush instantly bloomed across her fair cheeks, extending from her face all the way to her small earlobes, even tinting her slender neck with a faint pink hue.
She subconsciously took half a step back, her eyes nervously avoiding Daziel's gaze. Her hands nervously clutched her skirt, her knuckles turning white.
"I... I..."
She opened her mouth, but found her throat dry, unable to speak for a moment.
A subtle tension permeated the air. The faint, almost imperceptible aura of superiority emanating from Daziel made her feel a flutter of panic, yet she couldn't muster even a shred of resistance.
"I know, I'm already your master. I'm already your possession. Everything about me is insignificant to you..."
It was a long while before Robin, as if having made some resolve, slowly lifted her head. Her misty eyes held a hint of shyness, a hint of timidity, but even more, a desperate resolve to burn her bridges, as she looked directly at Daziel.
Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet unusually clear:
"As long as... as long as Master Daziel is willing to save my brother... I... I'll do anything."
"I can give up my singing career and go... go to the Astral Express, serve you tea and water, give you massages, be your lowliest slave."
By the last few words, her voice had become barely audible, and her cheeks were so red they looked as if they might drip blood. Her long eyelashes trembled uneasily, and she no longer dared to meet Daziel's eyes, her head deeply bowed, revealing a section of her fair, delicate nape.
That alluring, yielding posture was enough to stir any man's heart.
Daziel looked at her, a silent laugh in his heart, and stopped teasing her.
He reached out and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
Looking at her eyes, which glistened with shame and nervousness, Daziel's tone regained some seriousness, tinged with gentle reassurance:
"Alright, I won't make it difficult for you. You should continue being the great Robin. As a canary, without that persona, your value would be greatly reduced."
A faint smile still played on his lips, but his eyes grew serious:
"I'll look into Sunday's matter. I'll find an opportunity to talk to the Family."
Robin abruptly lifted her head, her eyes flashing with disbelief, her voice trembling: "You... you agreed?"
Daziel nodded, his voice calm yet carrying undeniable power, "Seeing how worried you are about your brother, and also... seeing how you once used your shoulders and mouth to help me 'relax', I'll help you with this."
He intentionally emphasized the word "relax," giving Robin a meaningful look.
Robin was stunned for a moment, then understood Daziel's implicit meaning. The blush on her cheeks deepened, but the joy and gratitude in her eyes were utterly impossible to hide.
"Thank you, Mr. Daziel! Really... truly thank you so much!"
She was so excited she became incoherent, her eyes warmed, and tears almost welled up.
She knew that since Daziel had agreed, he definitely had a way.
Her brother... was saved!
At this moment, Daziel's image in her heart grew even grander, and it also inspired... her dependence.
After much travel and fatigue, these past few days were spent desperately accompanying March 7th and Yunli in sword practice.
Daziel's fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest, his gaze sweeping over Robin's flushed face.
"I'm a bit tired."
"There are still several system hours until the negotiation with Oti Alfalfa. Why don't you accompany me while I rest for a bit?"
Robin bowed deeply, humbly and respectfully, her feather-like hair falling forward to conceal the complex emotions in her eyes.
"Yes, Master Daziel."
She led Daziel through the quiet corridor towards the guest room on the top floor of The Radiant Feldspar.
The carpet was thick enough to absorb all sounds, simulated starlight flowed on the walls, and the air was filled with a calming, soothing fragrance.
The VIP room door slid open silently, revealing a space of ultimate luxury.
Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling window, Penacony's endless, dazzling neon lights shimmered, like a grand and silent fireworks display.
What Robin hadn't expected at all was that after Daziel entered, he merely said casually:
"I'll take a nap first. Wake me if anything comes up."
Then he casually walked towards the velvet sofa by the window and sank into its soft embrace.
Although Daziel wasn't physically exhausted much, his mind truly needed a good night's sleep. But this action caused Robin to freeze in place. She had thought...
Daziel would first engage in intense 'exercise' with her.
He would first demand a portion of the compensation she needed for Daziel to save her brother.
After all, just moments ago, Daziel had teased her, asking how she intended to repay such a monumental favor.
But now, Daziel seemed to have no such intention at all.
He closed his eyes, as if truly just resting.
Robin was not a mere pretty face ignorant of the ways of the world. Seeing Daziel like this, she instinctively walked to the side and poured him a cup of warm water.
She gently placed the water glass on the low table beside Daziel, her movements as light as a feather falling.
Having done all this, she stood by with her hands down, her breathing almost imperceptible.
This seems fine, too?
Robin thought to herself.
But her gaze involuntarily fixed on Daziel's profile.
That composure, that ease, as if all the turbulent changes in Penacony were merely fleeting light outside the window.
Robin remembered how Daziel, to rouse her from her brother's harmonization, had possessed her body in a forceful and domineering way...
She admitted, when she first woke up and saw what had happened, she did feel a bit of negative emotion.
Fear, anger, agitation...
She had indeed harbored some hatred for the man before her at that time.
Wished she could tear him to shreds...
But her genuine physical reactions forced her to admit that she actually liked this kind of...
And now, those negative emotions directed at Daziel had completely vanished.
All that remained was an unprecedented sense of security, mingled with a long-lost humiliation and dependence, quietly growing within her heart.
Perspective Shift.
Inside the VIP room of "Lady Jade's Compassionate Pawnshop."
After Daziel left, his unique and potent presence seemed to still permeate the air, a faint, almost imperceptible masculine aura lingering for a long time.
Topaz gazed at the sparkling, translucent empty wine glass, belonging to Jade, on the obsidian tabletop. On the glass, a vivid red lipstick mark stood out like a brand, still carrying a hint of un-dried wine residue, bewitchingly dazzling.
She finally broke the silence, her voice carrying a complex sigh:
"This time, you've truly put yourself on the gambling table."
"That guy Aventurine almost lost his life for this business deal. What is my small sacrifice compared to that? Haven't you done similar things? Even with the same transaction partner..."
Jade's long, fair fingertips carelessly caressed the smooth, cold rim of the glass. The exquisite thin vermilion on her nails was startlingly vibrant, shimmering against the translucence of the glass, emitting an almost imperceptible, subtle, crisp rubbing sound.
"Indeed, it's the same person. Is this fate at work?"
Topaz's tone held a hint of bewilderment.
"But with him around, it really does feel safe, doesn't it? At least this time, the 'exchanging apples' step can be skipped. We can directly give the opponent a deadly 'blazing poison'."
Jade chuckled softly, the mirth not reaching her eyes.
"Who told that Oti Alfalfa patriarch to be an old fox greedy to the core?"
"How could a mere ordinary apple, neither sour nor sweet, satisfy his bottomless appetite, or resolve this current deadlock?"
Jade's gaze firmly turned to the shimmering, colorful nightscape of Penacony outside the window, her tone flat.
"Heh."
She scoffed lightly, as if mocking herself, her voice trailing off with a subtle twist, "That sounds as if I've accidentally included myself in it, too."
Topaz was speechless for a moment, her throat feeling as if choked by something invisible. She could only silently watch Jade's inscrutable profile, shadowed by the wide brim of her hat.
Silence fell for a moment in the room; only a faint hum of electric current echoed in the air.
Jade suddenly turned her head, her sharp eyes piercing through the shadows, firmly locking onto Topaz.
"I'm suddenly curious, Topaz."
Her voice held a probing interest.
"In your opinion, is Daziel... considered a quality asset?"
Upon hearing this, Topaz's body instantly stiffened, as if struck by an invisible electric current. Her mind went blank for a moment.
Almost reflexively, she instantly entered work mode, fully demonstrating the professionalism and composure expected of the Director of the Strategic Investment Department.
"Penacony, this planet, currently maintains a good credit rating. Its unique entertainment industry has extremely high profitability and broad development prospects."
Her speech was extremely fast, every word clear and precise.
"Even after this almost disruptive turmoil, Penacony remains one of the very few top-tier quality investment targets in the entire Galaxy. This point is beyond doubt."
Jade shook her head, the meaningful curve of her lips deepening a few shades.
"Hmm, Penacony's value is obvious, no need to elaborate."
She lowered her voice slightly, imbuing it with a strange penetrating power.
"But my question isn't about Penacony."
"It's about that, Mr. Daziel..."
Topaz's breath suddenly hitched.
She froze completely, as if struck by an invisible electric shock.
Countless images flashed through her mind in an instant. Those memories, deliberately suppressed in her heart, now surged forth like a bursting dam.
That utterly insane night in the cramped yet suggestive little hotel in Belobog, a night that overturned all her perceptions and principles!
The sensation of the cold, hard metal collar tightly bound around her neck, carrying a bone-chilling coolness, yet inexplicably igniting a certain forbidden desire deep within her.
Daziel's arms, solid and strong as steel, embracing her fiercely with a force that almost crushed her bones, yet also brought an unprecedented sense of security.
His suppressed, heavy breathing, like the low growl of a beast, reverberated in her ears, every syllable carrying raw desire and conquest.
That brutal penetration, powerful enough to utterly tear her apart, yet also remolding both her soul and body amidst extreme pain and ecstasy!
"He..."
Topaz's cheeks instantly burned, as if seared by a hot iron.
She felt her tongue tie into knots; her usually fluent words fragmented.
"He's very gentle, very considerate..."
Her voice grew softer and softer, her gaze evasive, not daring to meet Jade's all-knowing eyes.
Those last few words seemed to be squeezed out, one by one, with difficulty from between her clenched teeth.
Every syllable carried an uncontrollable shame and indignation, a shiver deep in her bones, and a hint that she herself couldn't deny...
A lingering aftertaste.
The moment her words fell, the air in the VIP room seemed to completely solidify; even the light appeared to become viscous.
Jade's body tilted slightly forward, the shadow cast by her hat brim shifting with her, revealing her shrewd and knowing eyes that gleamed with understanding.
She accurately caught the most core adjective in Topaz's broken words.
That word, like a priceless bargaining chip, was held steadily in her slender fingertips.
"Very gentle?"
Jade's crimson lips parted slightly, repeating the word, carrying a hint of playfulness, a hint of evaluation, and a hint of...
Indescribable anticipation.
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