The next morning

Inside Denzel’s home, Denzel just woke up and once again he was the only person occupying the house

Denzel walked into the kitchen weaeing nothing but a pair of trousers, his bare chest carrying signs of exhaustion from what happened last night with Maria.

His messy hair was loose over his head as he picked up a cup from the counter and scooped water from the container at the kitchen.

He raised the cup to his lips and took in a long gulp

The water washed down his throat causing him to exhale softly afterwards, his face glistening in the sunlight.

He rubbed his hand over his face and a wide grin appeared on his face

"I’m all alone once again, boring. Last night was memorable, would have been perfect if only Sophia didn’t come to interrupt and then run off like a little girl"

"Despite everything, I could barely sleep thinking about how sweet Maria’s pussy would have felt...damn you Sophia"

His expression slowly sniffed and his hand slid down his jaw as his thoughts resurfaced once more

"It just can’t seem to leave me...no matter how sweet last night was, I still can’t shake off the situation with Aisha the last time"

His brows furrowed

"That situation looks normal but if it escalates, it could go terribly wrong"

His fingers curled around the cup and he held it with more grip

"At first, I thought the skill had malfunctioned but it was really dumb me forgetting to activate it...who does that"

He moved around for a bit

"Now I’ve put myself in this dire situation and to add to it...I still don’t have a job"

’And that slap also...’

His jaw tightened more

"If she runs her mouth and tells the village chief about what happened, everything could go haywire and out of control. A random dude tried to rape his wife? No man would take that lightly"

"...and the from the few hours I was close to Aisha she is definitely someone stubborn enough to escalate this matter. The situation is already in her favour but she could twist it much more to her favour to totally get rid of me"

At the thought of this, a cold feeling crept into his chest

"If the situation is to escalate as much as that...then I would be severely punished. Heck banishment could even be in the equation"

Denzel sighed heavily before running a hand through his hair.

"How did I even get into this much of a mess...oh, I forgot to activate my stimulation skill...fucckkk"

He lowered his gaze toward the floor

’Think... think...’

But no matter how much he thought about it, no perfect answer came to mind.

After several seconds, he released another exhausted sigh.

’At this point, there probably isn’t much I can do.’

His expression softened slightly afterward.

’I know I didn’t actually do anything wrong.’

He straightened himself slowly.

’Maybe if I simply stick to my word and confront the situation directly... things might somehow work themselves out.’

His thoughts drifted elsewhere for a moment.

’Besides... I already completed most of yesterday’s work.’

A faint glimmer appeared in his eyes.

’I should still receive my pay.’

The thought of the ten gold coins immediately eased some of the tension in his chest.

’Those coins would help the family a lot.’

He nodded slowly to himself.

’And even if things don’t go well... maybe resolving this misunderstanding with Aisha is still the right thing to do.’

For a brief moment, silence lingered.

Then he finally came to a decision.

’Yeah... that’s probably my best option right now.’

With his mind made up, Denzel pushed himself away from the counter and headed toward his room.

Moments later, he grabbed a long sleeved shirt alongside a fresh pair of clothes before dressing himself properly.

Once he finished, he stepped toward the door and left the room.

After a few minutes, he finally arrived at the building that was the source of his current problems

A quiet sigh escaped his lips.

’Well... I guess this is it.’

His chest tightened slightly.

’The chief might be inside too. Well, I’m ready for that...time for the confrontation, I suppose.’

Taking one last deep breath, Denzel reached for the door and slowly pushed it open before stepping inside.

The moment he entered, his eyes shot upwards and immediately narrowed down

Their heavy armor reflected beneath the morning light spilling through the windows, while the hilts of their weapons rested firmly at their sides.

Denzel’s eyes shifted from one guard to another.

’They weren’t here yesterday...’

A bad feeling immediately crept into his chest.

’This definitely isn’t a good sign.’

The instant the guards noticed him, all of them began walking toward him at once.

There were four of them in total.

Their footsteps echoed heavily across the floor as they approached.

Denzel instinctively stiffened slightly.

But instead of surrounding him, the guards merely stopped beside him for a brief moment before silently walking past him toward the exit.

The doors shut behind them.

Leaving Denzel completely alone inside.

His brows furrowed.

’...What the hell?’

Then

Footsteps.

Denzel turned his head toward the hallway just as a figure emerged from around the corner.

It was Aisha.

She wore a loose robe that stopped slightly above her knees, exposing her smooth, luxurious legs beneath the soft morning light. The fabric rested gently against her figure, subtly outlining the curves of her body with every graceful step she took.

For a brief moment, Denzel found himself staring.

Even he struggled to keep his expression composed at the sight of her.

"My lady," he greeted softly, lowering his head respectfully.

Aisha merely glanced at him before crossing her arms.

Silence lingered briefly between them.

Aisha huffed lightly.

"My lady, I’m here t–"

Aisha huffled slightly and interrupted before he could finish

"You left yesterday without finishing your work. Have you no respect for the job you were hired for?"

Her eyes narrowed sharply. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Or is the pay simply too little for you?"

Her tone remained just as rude and sharp as ever.

’Huh? What is this bitch talking about...aren’t you the one that slapped me and fired me one the spot or are we forgetting that all that happened’ Denzel thought

Yet strangely enough...

Denzel felt stunned instead of relieved.

His thoughts froze for a moment.

’Well if she’s going to act like nothing happened yesterday...who am I to remind her. I’m better off playing along’

His eyes instinctively flickered toward the doors.

The guards were gone.

They were completely alone.

’Does that mean the chief doesn’t know anything about it?’

Denzel quickly lowered his gaze again.

"I didn’t mean to leave abruptly yesterday," he said quietly. "I’m sorry. I really am—"

Aisha cut him off with another annoyed huff.

"Just do your job already," she said. "That’s the reason you were hired in the first place."

She pointed toward the hallway.

"Go move the remaining boxes."

Denzel nodded before walking deeper into the household toward the storage rooms where the boxes had been kept.

As he walked, Aisha quietly followed behind him.

The atmosphere between them felt strangely calm.

Almost peaceful.

Then suddenly, Aisha spoke again...

"Wait."

Denzel stopped before turning toward her.

"What is it?"

Aisha avoided his eyes for a second before speaking.

"It’s extremely hot today," she muttered. "I wouldn’t want you collapsing from heatstroke while working."

Her tone remained cold, but there was an unusual awkwardness hidden beneath it.

"So... take off your shirt before you start."

Denzel blinked.

"Huh?"

"I said I insist."

This time, there was clear seriousness in her voice.

Denzel stared at her briefly before finally sighing.

"I really don’t mind keeping it on."

"I wasn’t asking."

Her answer came immediately.

Seeing there was no point arguing further, Denzel reluctantly grabbed the edge of his shirt before pulling it over his head.

The moment the fabric came off, Aisha’s eyes instinctively shifted toward him.

His refined physique immediately came into view beneath the sunlight filtering through the room.

His muscles were well built and stretched naturally across his chest and abdomen, carrying the rugged appearance of someone accustomed to physical labor.

For the briefest moment...Aisha froze.

A faint shiver escaped her lips before she quickly turned her eyes away.

Her heartbeat subtly quickened.

Meanwhile, Denzel noticed everything.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Well then," Aisha said quickly, regaining composure. "Get back to work."

She turned around almost immediately.

"When you’re done, come upstairs and collect your pay."

Without waiting for another response, she began walking away toward her room.

Denzel’s eyes quietly followed her figure as she disappeared down the hallway.

Then slowly...

A grin spread across his face.

’So there really were no consequences for yesterday after all, huh?’

His thoughts lingered for a moment before amusement flashed across his expression.

’But honestly... what’s even more interesting is the way she was staring at me just now.’

His grin widened slightly.

’Yeah... this woman is definitely attracted to me. A proper use of the stimulation skill this time and I’ll have her on her knees’

Then his smile slowly faded into thoughtfulness.

’But that still leaves one important question...’

His eyes narrowed faintly.

’I know I’m not complaining about it but why is she acting like nothing happened though’