Inside the moving vehicle.
Viktor glanced at the rear view mirror. Miss Irene was sleeping in his employer's lap. "Sir, are we going to head straight to the house?" he asked in a low voice.
"Yeah, straight to the house," replied Brent.
"Copy, Sir!" Viktor said.
Half an hour later.
They finally arrived at the mansion.
Viktor parked the car in front of the entrance.
Brent exited the vehicle, carrying the sleeping Irene in her arms, then entered the house. He didn't use the staircase, instead, he teleported himself to his room and lowered Irene gently onto his bed.
Before he left her side, he planted a kiss on her forehead and then proceeded to the bathroom to relieve the call of nature.
A few minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom door and went to bed, he grabbed the blanket and draped it on his lady love's sleeping form.
