The World Is Mine For The Taking

"Which is why I'm taking my shot now," she said firmly, her voice carrying a kind of conviction that didn't waver.

Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with determination that made it hard to brush her off. For a brief moment, I actually felt compelled to accept her into my company right then and there. But the reality wasn't that simple. I wasn't the one making all the final decisions. That authority lay with Amon.

And that was the problem—I was the one running around, checking things, giving the green light to the people and plans Amon put together, but when it came down to it, the ultimate call wasn't mine. Which was why I honestly had no idea how to handle her right now.

"I don't think it's really that easy to get recruited into our company," I finally told her, my tone calm but firm. "I mean, if you truly want to work at Leonamon Company, then you can just apply directly to the company. That's the proper way."

"I see…" Ella muttered softly, her voice carrying a hint of disappointment. "So, I can't get hired directly by you, right? I have to go through all the legal requirements first before I can get in."

"Well… yeah, that's basically how it is," I admitted.

For a second, silence stretched between us. Then, out of nowhere, a soft flush crept across her cheeks.

I frowned, confused. I had no idea why she was blushing, but it felt like something was building in the air, something unexpected. And then, before I could even react, she reached up to her chest and began unbuttoning her military uniform.

"Wait—what are you doing?" I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.

"I-I'm just… going to guarantee my success rate," she stammered, her face red, but her hands kept moving. "I don't think I'll ever get a more stable, livable career outside of your company. So I… I'll make sure of it."

"By going naked?" I asked bluntly, not believing what I was hearing.

"W-Well… if you want it to go that far, then I wouldn't really mind," she said, her voice trembling but her words steady enough to make me freeze.

So that was it. She was basically saying she was fine with offering herself—sex, her body—in exchange for a higher chance of being recruited into the company.

"If it increases my chances," she continued, her fingers twitching nervously as if she wasn't sure if she should keep going, "then I'll do anything… even if it's sexual."

Her words hit me hard. I hadn't expected her to go so far, but it wasn't shocking either. People will do whatever it takes to climb upward. Even if the path in front of them is like a rope lined with blades, they'll still grab onto it and pull themselves up, bleeding if they have to.

"B-But… please," she added quickly, her eyes darting down shyly, her voice almost a whisper, "be gentle. It's… going to be my first time."

She was really trying to go through with this. But even now, beneath all that determination, her shyness clung to her like a second skin.

I let out a long sigh, shaking my head slightly. Right now, it felt like I was talking to someone who wasn't thinking straight at all.

"I don't really mind having sex," I said after a pause, my voice steady. "But I don't like sex that happens just because there's no other choice, you know?" I looked at her seriously, letting the words sink in. "If sex comes from the heart, then I'll do it without question. But if you're just forcing yourself into it—because you think you have to, just to achieve something—without even caring about what you feel… then I don't like it."

"Ah…"

Her small sound was enough for me to know the words hit her. I could see it in her eyes—the realization as well as the conflict.

I didn't want sex that was empty, without love. I couldn't bring myself to enjoy it. Sure, I'd done it before out of necessity, but liking it? Not at all. In fact, I hated it.

"If that's all you wanted to say, then I'll head home now," I said, starting to turn away.

"W-Wait!" she cried out suddenly, her hand shooting forward and grabbing my wrist tightly.

I turned back to her. Her expression was conflicted, as if she was wrestling with something inside. Her lips trembled before she finally spoke.

"I-It's not like… I don't have feelings for you," she admitted, her voice soft but filled with sincerity.

So she did have feelings for me. But even then, it was obvious—she wasn't ready. She wasn't prepared to take that step.

"It's fine if you have feelings for me," I told her gently. "I'll accept them. I won't ignore them, and I won't treat them like a nuisance. In fact, I'll treasure them. But if you're not ready yet, then I won't push you. I won't do it with you until you're ready."

For the first time since this whole conversation started, I smiled at her.

"Take your time. Sort out your feelings first. I'm not going anywhere. And when you're ready, I'll come and get you."

"O-Okay…" she whispered, her cheeks still burning red.

Somehow, I'd managed to get her to agree. Ella was a nice woman. She might've been plain, and her body wasn't particularly busty, but none of that mattered to me.

Being plain wasn't something to look down on. In fact, simplicity had its own beauty. Something average, something unadorned—it carried a charm of its own.

After that conversation, I finally decided to head back to my dorm room.

And when I opened the door, the sight that greeted me made my breath catch.

Titania and Zeruel were there, waiting.

"We've been waiting~…!" Titania purred with a seductive grin.

Both of them were dressed in revealing, lacy outfits that clung to their figures and accentuated every curve. The fabric teased more than it covered, leaving just enough to spark my imagination. They looked undeniably sexy.

Naturally, my eyes were drawn to them immediately.

Earlier, they had told me to look forward to something once night came. And now, standing here, I finally understood exactly what they meant.

And honestly? I wasn't going to complain. Not one bit.

With a rush of excitement flooding through me, I stepped forward without hesitation, diving in like a majestic swan, ready to lose myself in the night that awaited.