The Bored Immortal

Viktor's eyes froze for a split second upon sensing somebody coming behind him. He already knew somebody was coming toward him after receiving Seraphina's signal. But he never expected the person to be this woman.

He turned around with his spine straight, only to see a sexy green-eyed beauty walking toward him with a look of confusion.

Even from afar, the mermaid princess gave off a noble yet alluring look, especially because of the glamorous revealing dress she was wearing. Her exposed, fair silky thighs were glimmering under the golden lights of the hall, and Viktor could now understand why someone like Mevron would want to have her as his wife.

"I wanted to—"

"Oh, why did you suddenly leave the ballroom? I thought you would be the last one to leave the ballroom as long as a certain low-class person was still there," Ara said with a sarcastic smile, though deep within her eyes, one could notice pent-up aggriveness.

'Great…Why does she have to come here at such a bad time? Isn't she supposed to be dancing with her husband in the ballroom?' Viktor couldn't understand why the wife of the president would be wandering around while such a big party was going on unless…she had some kind of fight with Mevron.

Based on her words, her tone, and her expression, Viktor could see that this woman definitely had some argument with him or, to be precise, with Mevron.

The most probable conclusion he could come to was that she walked away in a fit of anger and was going to her bedroom to cool her head.

Someone like her can't afford to make a scene in public.

'Here goes nothing…' Viktor decided to do a gamble as he stepped forward with a subtle, gentle expression, "Dear…you don't have to stay angry at me anymore. I realized now that I need your company the most."

Ara's expression flickered as if she had heard something she never expected to hear. She was completely caught off guard and didn't know what to think. But then she remembered the first time Mevron met her and the words he said.

She gave an alluring smile as she walked towards Mevron while making her hip movements pronounced with each step.

"Dear…do you really mean that?" Ara asked as her pretty green eyes glowed.

Viktor nodded, "Of course. You are the most beautiful woman a man can ever dream of possessing. I am proud that you are mine."

Viktor hadn't really planned all the bullshit he was saying. He was simply guessing the present relationship between Mevron and Ara and coming up with whatever lines he could to convince Ara.

Ara felt her chest tingle as she asked in a coy voice while closing towards him, "Do you really think I am the most beautiful woman you have ever seen?" Ara had a look of disbelief since she always thought he had a secret crush on a certain someone…someone even a man like Mevron can never hope to touch, let alone even act inappropriately. He never mentioned he had any inappropriate thoughts or feelings towards that certain someone, but how could a woman like Ara, his own wife, not notice it?

But now, seeing Mevron praise her beauty, how could she not feel happy even if he was simply saying it to appease her? When was the last time he said anything similar?

"Of course. I never make mistakes, nor do I ever have to admit one, but this time, I have to admit my mistake of not paying enough attention to you," Viktor was easing into his role better and better, though he wished she would just disappear and let him do his job.

But now, he had no choice but to keep her distracted and occupied lest she felt something was off. 

"Dear, you are so charming. I believe you, but can you make me one promise," Ara asked as she rubbed his firm chest with a seductive look in her eyes. 

Viktor clicked his tongue in frustration inside since even if this sly woman said the words 'I believe you', in reality, she wouldn't believe him unless he promised her whatever she wanted.

'Mevron…you are indeed a perfect fit for your wife,' Viktor shook his head inwardly.

"Sure. What do you want me to promise?" Viktor asked.

Ara subtly smiled with a cold glint in her eyes as she whispered beside his ear, "Promise me that you will get rid of that rabbitwoman. She is an eyesore for me."

Viktor's eyes turned cold for a split second upon hearing her outrageous words. But he quickly controlled his emotions to not give away anything.

He was now starting to get a better picture of what kind of person Ara really was. Who would have ever thought that a mermaid princess like her, who was usually glorified in stories and history books of his world, would be rotten to the core?

Feeling the silence in the air, Ara caressed his arm as she said, "Come on…you slaughtered an entire village just because a man in that village stared at me for more than three seconds. Also, considering what I did for you recently, you at least owe me this."

Ara wasn't surprised that Mevron wasn't saying anything right away since she already knew he was interested in that rabbitwoman. But she wanted to see how much he was really interested and if he would choose his own wife or some low-class rabbitwoman.

Viktor realized that the longer he interacted with her, the more he realized how vile she was. And it seemed as if Mevron was no better than her or probably worse. It was obvious that Mevron was overly possessive of Ara, which for some reason didn't seem surprising to him.

"Sure, dear. Whatever makes you happy. Consider it done but not without following me into our room," Viktor said with a charming smile as he lifted Ara into his arms and went inside Mevron's bedroom.

'Mevron…I will be 'borrowing' your wife for a while,' Viktor snickered as his eyes glowed with an inner light.