Try Begging - Chapter 99
The man’s brow furrowed. His jawline stood out as if he was clenching his teeth. In short, it was a look of disgust.
He wiped the blood from his lip with a bandage and mumbled.
“You’re really crazy.”
No, it’s you who’s crazy.
Only after pressing her wound with cotton and bandaging it did the man stand up.
“Be careful when you flip the pages.”
She had to swallow that man’s human side. It was much more than being inhumane.
There was no need to be careful when turning the pages because she couldn’t even get past a single page. Grace sat in a daze and galloped along with her chasing thoughts.
Why was he being like that?
Could it have something to do with why he couldn’t kill her? Then, just as she was thinking about Peter that day, a voice full of displeasure sounded from above her head.
“Keep reading.”
“…Hey, I have a question.”
“What.”
“Peter also knew the location of the base.”
“Peter?”
“That postman. You killed him…”
“Ah…”
“You could have found out the location of the base from him, but you didn’t?”
Even though she was curious about Peter from the moment she found out that he was a double agent, she kept it to herself because she thought that the day she said it out loud, he would persistently ask her where the headquarters was.
But now that they had made a deal, she mustered up the courage to ask.
“Oh my… I forgot to ask.”
As he muttered something as if he was in despair, the woman grumbled under the desk. Did that even make sense?
Leon didn’t say anything but picked up the pen again and read down the reports, waiting for his approval one by one. All his attention was focused on the bottom of the desk.
Has it been about an hour?
The sound of chains and paper turning that could occasionally be heard from below had completely stopped. When he glanced down at his feet, sure enough, the woman was sound asleep on the cushion while the papers he had given her to read were thrown away on the carpet.
As he touched her face with his knuckles, she did not reject him or frown. After confirming that she was fast asleep, he finally gave an honest answer.
“I didn’t find out. You’re needlessly sharp.”
A soldier wasted a golden opportunity to find out the enemy’s stronghold. This was the result of a clash of personal desires. He wanted to find their base right away and destroy it… He wanted to avenge his father by destroying the rebel forces.
Another desire secretly whispered to him, burning his desire for revenge.
Let the woman offer up her comrades’ heads with her own hands. Then, he could get both revenge and the woman.
How could he refuse that sweet offer?
Leon pictured the woman offering her fiancé to him with her own hand.
Please kill this son of a b*tch who betrayed me.
He felt uncontrollable excitement.
What kind of smell did the blood of that arrogant imbecile who dared to take what was his, have? Every time he imagined it, an exhilarating feeling of joy spread throughout his body. He gently caressed the sleeping woman, letting out a heated breath as if he had placed her naked body at his feet.
There would be no one left for the woman who betrayed everyone she knew.
Except for one person.
To achieve that desire, the first thing to do was to break the false beliefs surrounding the women like a hard egg. What if he showed the woman proof that she was, in fact, a byproduct of a dirty beauty trap and that her comrades have never considered her an ally?
He would be able to break the egg in one go… but then the delicate bird inside the egg might also break. She may feel helpless and sad and turn the arrows at herself. In other words, she might have chosen suicide.
Therefore, Leon decided to take his time and carefully crack the egg.
“Wake up.”
“Uung…”
He woke the woman up and handed the report back into her hands. He smiled at the woman who glared at him with sleep-filled eyes.
“I told you to read it, darling.”
Gradually instill doubt. One day, when she knew the truth, all her doubts would sprout and a desire for revenge would bloom.
Leon tapped the woman’s forehead, which was as hard and round as an egg, with his fingertip.
The crack that spread secretly without the woman’s knowledge would eventually engulf the hard egg like a spider web.
Even with the slightest shock, her world would collapse without shape. In this way, she would be reborn as a weak, helpless being in an unfamiliar world. Just like a duckling that broke out of its eggshell, the newly born woman would imprint on the first and only being who embraced her.
To Leon Winston.
As soon as the Sinclair case was resolved, repression began, as expected.
A request came from the army headquarters in the royal capital to the Western Command to send a high-ranking officer as the exclusive deputy to the general. It was not a personnel transfer.
It was not surprising that Leon was the person who best met the required qualifications, including ability and experience.
An exclusive deputy may sound nice, but it was no different from a secretary. Following the general’s tail and having many opportunities to contact high-ranking people was good for building personal connections, but it was a position where he could never accumulate merit. Moreover, it was a difficult job, so it was rare for nobles to undertake it.
It was obvious that the intention was to demote the man who had accumulated numerous achievements at the forefront of eliminating rebels to the position of secretary and give Lieutenant Collins, who actively cooperated in this matter, the position of head of the Domestic Intelligence Division.
Although the King thought it would be worth it, it was surprising that even the Grand Duke seemed to agree with this. The reason he went out of his way to do this and risk the life of someone who would become his family was a ploy to tame Leon Winston, a disobedient dog.
That was stupid. The reason dogs didn’t listen was because they believed in something.
The Western commander pretended to ignore the blatant demands of the army headquarters and sent Lieutenant Collins to the position of exclusive deputy. The above must have been quite embarrassing.
“There’s a limit to pretending to be an oblivious old man.”
“I guess so.”
Leon, sitting in the commander’s office, leisurely exhaled cigar smoke and responded. On the other hand, the commander showed an anxious look as he shook the cigar into the ashtray again and again as soon as the cloudy ash began to settle.
That was understandable.
The King’s last resort was the commander’s daughter.
If Leon did not obey until the end, the King would threaten him with the fact that his mistress was a rebel. Either that or not, he didn’t care what happened to his reputation as long as the woman was alive and in his hands.
On the other hand, if the King revealed that fact to the world, it would be like spitting in his own face. At the same time as an article is published that Captain Leon Winston has taken the daughter of the woman who killed his father as his mistress, a rumor would spread that the blood of the rebel was mixed with the blood of the royal family.
The person who suffered the greatest loss at that time was the commander, who was now holding his cigar with his hands shaking.
“Look here, Captain.”
“Yes.”
“Instead of continuing to cause friction like this, why not find a way to reconcile?”
Leon wrinkled his eyes at the commander as if he were looking at a senile old man.
“Reconcile? Don’t they expect absolute obedience?”
Reconciliation was only possible when the people were on equal footing.
“There is one way.”
The commander crushed his cigar and leaned towards Leon.
“Make a contribution that no one can find fault with. It’s a contribution that will satisfy both the people and the royal family.”
“You are talking about clearing out the main base.”
Leon, who seemed so serious and wondered if there was something truly extraordinary, immediately lost interest, so the commander added hastily.
“I know that is already your mission, and you are trying your best. But what about this method?”
The commander lowered his voice and indicated the path, and a look of discomfort slowly spread across Leon’s face as he listened quietly.
“I’ve thought about that as well.”
“Then, why don’t you use it right away?”
“That’s…”
His relaxed posture changed. His discomfort was clearly revealed in the tense oblique muscle of his neck.
“No matter how tame the dog is…”
He closed his mouth before speaking. The cigar was crushed in the ashtray.
Besides, it didn’t take long.
He needed a more proper leash.
His face hardened as he thought of a way to tie the leash.
‘…This is absolutely disgusting.’
The commander asked for Leon with that disgusting method. Was this really the voice of reason or the cry of savage instinct?
“Ha, please…”
Grace, who had been lying down like dead, suddenly got up. As soon as the roughly swept face turned bright red, her hair was tangled in her hands.
It was a time of shame that always came after a night of madness. So, that time comes every day these days. All the crazy and stupid things she did last night popped into her consciousness all day, like mushrooms popping up after the rain.
Plus, she had a hangover all day.
Winston, who came to visit at night these days, had a bottle of alcohol in his hand almost every day. And yesterday, as usual, she got drunk on strong alcohol and did something she regretted.
It was nice to drink it to forget the dark reality of being trapped under this narrow place.
When her head started pounding again, Grace reached for her feet. She was about to empty the glass of water that was left on the table and lie down again when she heard familiar footsteps outside the door. However, it was strangely disorganized somewhere.
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