Chapter 628: Chapter 628- Enjoying Melissa & Boulevard’s Arrival (4)

"Melissa, you look... well." Boulevard thought that she would still be somewhat devastated over her father’s death. However, it seemed that she was over it completely.

"I am, dear", she replied with a tone of a woman who was recently satisfied. "The work here is challenging, but also rewarding. Lord Reinhardt also helps me a lot."

Saying that, she walked toward the teapot and served him some tea.

It was then, the moment she stepped near him, that he saw what seemed like a faint wet sheen running across her cleavage.

There were also some red spots on her neck and fair skin, marks of bites? They were all signs of afterglow.

But of course, Boulevard’s naïve mind did not connect them to sex. He thought perhaps she was simply sweating from the heat.

After all, the season was early summer. It was natural to perspire a little.

"Your arrival is a welcome surprise, Marquis", Reinhardt spoke, keeping a straight face. He had already reverted to his work mode.

"You said that Her Majesty the Queen has some directives for me?"

"That’s right. If you are not free currently, I can come later..."

"No, Her Majesty’s words take precedence over everything else. Marquis Boulevard, please continue. Melissa, cancel my other appointments for the day."

Reinhardt looked at his secretary, who dutifully nodded her head.

Melissa walked out of the door and relayed his message to the servants. As she walked by, her mini skirt propped up, exposing her delicious creamy thighs and rivulets of white liquid dripping down.

Fortunately, it was just a glimpse. Nevertheless, Boulevard still felt a stifling feeling settling on his chest.

His wife had changed so much. She had become more beautiful, more alive.

Boulevard was a dunce and an optimistic man. He attributed the changes his wife underwent as something positive and felt a pang of pride, mixed with a vague, unnameable unease.

Reinhardt gestured to a chair. "Please, sit. We have much to discuss".

Marquis Boulevard nodded, his mind already returning to the task at hand.

The faint, sweet scent in the room, the flushed hue on his wife’s face had long faded from his mind, unexplained and unconnected.

But in the secret room behind the wall, the air still hung thick with the scent of sex, and on the plush couch, a big damp spot remained, a silent testament to what the two were doing just prior to his arrival.

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Melissa returned before long and stood by Reinhardt’s side behind the desk. Her posture was professional and her demeanour calm.

"Thank you for coming, Marquis. May I ask what directives the Queen has for me?"

Marquis Boulevard cleared his throat before speaking, "To help Viscount Reinhardt in the upcoming summit and to discuss humanity’s future, the Queen has tasked me to deliver you a tool".

As he said that, his eyes fell on the box he brought here with him.

"A tool?" Reinhardt arched his brows in curiosity.

"Yes, an item salvaged from the ruins of Lunaris. A long-distance transmission device," Boulevard explained, his fingers tapping the lid of the box.

"Its range exceeds five thousand miles. Even if our knight orders are deep in the Tainted Lands, communication will remain possible. It could revolutionize coordination."

"That is impressive," Reinhardt murmured, his mind already calculating the tactical advantages.

"Such a device would be invaluable for disseminating information."

As Boulevard spoke, his attention focused on the box. As such, he couldn’t see what the two were doing.

Melissa’s hands dropped to Reinhardt’s lap. With a movement so slow it was nearly imperceptible, she shifted her stance.

Her hand, hidden by the bulk of the desk, drifted down and soon found the seam of his trousers.

Slowly, she started rubbing it, continuing the session they were disturbed earlier.

Although he was feeling good, Reinhardt maintained his calm expression on the surface.

Boulevard continued, unaware. "The information on how to operate the item and other important matters is in these documents."

Saying that, he handed a sealed folder to Melissa.

The latter received the file with one hand as for her other hand, it was hidden under the desk, working behind the scene.

Melissa found the zipper of Reinhardt’s pants, and with a soft metallic zip that couldn’t be completely drowned by the flipping of the pages, she completely unzipped him.

Reinhardt reacted slightly. Since he possessed the [Endless Ardor] skill, his stamina was unmatched, and since their earlier session was disturbed, he felt unsatisfied and was as hard as a rock.

The moment his zipper was pulled down, his cock sprang up, throbbing with life from the memory of the action it was having in that secret room.

Melissa’s palm wrapped around his shaft, and then slowly, she began stroking him. her thumb circling the head, spreading the bead of moisture that had already gathered there.

Reinhardt’s jaw tightened. He kept his eyes locked on Boulevard, nodding along.

From Boulevard’s perspective, nothing seemed amiss. Melissa’s hands were hidden behind the desk, presumably holding the documents. Her face was a serene mask of professional attentiveness.

Only her shoulders moved ever so little. Though it was not enough to warrant his suspicions.

"Thanks to Viscount Reinhardt’s efforts, the treasury of Lunaris remained almost completely unharmed. Thanks to that, we managed to secure many valuable and ancient artefacts from the ruins. This device was one of the things that was salvaged along with others".

"This is a remarkable find", Reinhardt looked at the item and seriously.

Though he felt relaxed from Melissa’s handjob, his mind was still here.

Melissa smiled and increased her pace, her strokes becoming firmer, more insistent. She squeezed him at the base, then dragged her palm up to the tip, applying perfect pressure.

This made some lewd faint sound.

"Did you hear that, Lord Reinhardt?"

"Hm? What are you talking about, dear? Hear what? By the way, what did the Queen say about the other documents?"

While saying that, Melissa dipped her head towards Reinhardt as if to examine the documents.