Irina grinned as she fled her husband's office. She was being sent to the Middle East, currently one of the more dangerous areas of conflict in the world, and Tadaomi hadn't shown an ounce of worry.
To anyone else, he would seem cold-hearted.
But the two of them had never been a usual couple, and that remained true even after seven years.
Rather than sweet words, what Irina valued—as a honeypot who had once jumped from man to man, in a world of betrayal and backstabbing...
"I asked you because I had faith in your abilities."
It was trust.
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Akaibara
RomanceA collection of non-chronological drabbles about Irina, Karasuma and their relationship.
