The Heir's Little Wife
Glass of Coffee

After making sure his two masters rested well, Ares stepped foot into the kitchen. He needs a hot cup of coffee to accompany this cold night. A smile appeared to adorn Ares' lips when he was reminded of the togetherness of his two masters under the snow. Their laughter made Ares feel relieved. It was a very rare thing to see his Young Master acting silly just to be able to comfort his injured wife.

"Young Master, I hope you and Lady Elea will be forever as happy as tonight. Just this time I saw you guys can really laugh off after so many problems that arise in your life. Hopefully after this there will be no more problems coming" murmured Ares sincerely praying for the happiness of his Young Master.

Ares's steps came to a halt as he saw someone sitting alone in the kitchen. His forehead shriveled.

"Cira, what's he doing in the kitchen these nights?."

Curious, Ares finally came over. He stepped as slow as he could, trying not to make a sound.

The dreamy cast was shocked as his shoulders were patted from behind. Quickly he turned around and then threw a punch.

"Mr Ares?."

"Do you expect me to be a robber?" asked Ares while holding down Cira's fist. He then let go of the hand when he saw her smiling clumsily.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you" Cira replied.

Ares nodded. He then walked towards the plate shelf.

"Coffee...?."

Cira nodded. "Little sugar!."

"OK..."

While making two cups of coffee Ares occasionally glanced at Cira who was daydreaming. From the first time he saw her, somehow Ares felt very interested in the aura emanating from the girl. Decisive, not much to say, and also looks very responsible for his duties. That is only a guess, because Ares himself still does not know the person of this girl.

"How long have you been following Mrs Clarissa?" ares asked while thrusting a glass towards Cira. "Your cop,,,."

"Thank you, Mr. Ares" Cira said politely to receive his drink. "I've been following Mrs Clarissa for a dozen years. Or rather since I was adopted thirteen years ago !."

"Adoptions? So you're Mrs Clarissa's adopted daughter?."

Cira sighed deeply then tasted coffee made by Ares.

"I know enough myself not to ask to be adopted as a child, Mr. Ares. Although Mrs Clarissa originally wanted to, but I refused because I was aware of who I was!."

"Why is that? Isn't being Mrs Clarissa's adopted daughter you don't have to bother being an assistant?" tanya Ares then sat across from Cira. He began to sip his coffee while observing the beautiful face of the girl in front of him.

"I'm not interested in any of that, sir. Having been saved from the streets, I feel very lucky. Rather than being a child, it would be better if I became his assistant. Besides being able to be free from the pursuit of the media, I also have many opportunities to return the favor for all the kindness that the Madam has given so far" Cira replied honestly.

Ares smiled, he was very fond of this girl's humility. Ares then remembered the other residents of the house. He then asked how devious the mother and daughter pair were that did not seem as simple as he had seen.

"Oh yeah, can I ask you something?."

Cira nodded. He looked closely at Ares.

"Mrs Kimmy and Fulgi, what are they both like?."

"Sneaky and cruel" Cira replied without hesitation. "Moreover Mr. Fulgi. I warned Dr. Reinhard to be wary of him. His brain and tongue were very good at gleaming, his words could make others lulled and then fall into the trap he made!."

"Oh yeah? Tiny and cruel what is he?" ask Ares again. He began to be interested when he found an opponent who was slightly balanced with his ability.

"Squeezy and cruel tiger that preys on his own child" replied Cira. "Mr Ares, I'm sure Mr. Fulgi must have prepared a plan to harm one of you. And I'm afraid the first person she'll be after is Miss Levi because this morning Miss Levi has humiliated Mrs Kimmy and Mr. Fulgi in front of everyone. Since then I kept thinking about this, my feelings were very unpleasant!."

"Calm down. Their every move has been watched by my men, so they won't be able to touch us all. I guarantee it to you!."

"You're a coffee enthusiast?" ask Ares. I don't know, talking to this girl makes the burden on Ares' shoulders a little less. His soft and well-ordered words gave a special impression in Ares' mind.

"A little bit!" reply Cira then smile. "I often enjoy it while thinking about when Ms. Clarissa will live happily. I feel tired even though I am not the one who is experiencing it. But thankfully now Ms. Clarissa can feel relieved after meeting Miss Elea, even though her heart must be broken when she finds out that Ms. Sandara is dead!."

"Very dear indeed. But how else, we as humans will not be able to fight against God's destiny. Maybe this is the best for the late Madame Sandara" Ares said, taking a deep breath. "Cira, how old are you?."

"Twenty-six years, Mr. Ares. You alone?."

"My age is almost the same as Young Master Gabrielle's. Only two months apart" replied Ares. "You're married?."

Cira shakes. "I also don't have a boyfriend if you want to know!."

Ares smiled.

"Why? There is no man who is not interested in you. You are quite pretty in my eyes" Ares blatantly praised the beauty of the girl in front of him.

"Because I don't want to. I promised to devote myself to Mrs Clarissa until the end of my life. So my brain never thought of connecting with the opposite sex, let alone building a household. Both of those things are very far from my mind, Master!."

There was a disappointment in Ares' eyes when he heard Cira's reply. Even though he had a chance to have fun after knowing that this girl was not in a relationship with anyone.

"Hmmm, may I know the reason why you didn't think of those two things?" ares asked, never giving up.

"Because I don't want to suffer the same fate as Mrs Clarissa. I did not want to be dumped while pregnant, then forced to separate when my son was born. Just imagining it has made the feeling not new, especially if I really experience it. Maybe I would choose to die by suicide rather than live in suffering like Ms. Clarissa" Cira replied, smiling at Ares. "Sir, you so detailed asked about my personal matter. Are you making an approach?."

"Yes, I am indeed approaching you" said Ares did not want to cover up his intentions. "But I won't force you, so you don't have to worry!."

"No, just relax. Because you're not the first man to do it!."

Ares and Cira both smiled afterwards. A conversation between two adults that makes them feel comfortable. As the day was getting night and the coffee in their glass was up, Ares finally told Cira to rest in her room.

"Sleep. It's not good for a girl's beauty!."

"So much as you are, Mr. Ares" Cira said, then stood up. "Thank you for the time and the coffee. It's nice talking to you, sir!."

"It would be even more fun if you didn't speak formally to me."

"All right.... Ares!."

Ares gave a smile as the girl walked away from him. What a obedient girl.

"Why do I see the innocence of Lady Elea in Cira huh? It's sweet if I can have it. Ahh, what are you thinking, Ares? Didn't you just hear yourself that Cira doesn't intend to be in a relationship?" omel Ares cursed himself as he walked towards his room.

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