And so it shall be~ She nibbles on his earlobe, her breath hot against his skin. Her long tongue flicks out, licking up a trail of sweat from his collarbone to his chin. He shudders in delight as she continues to tease him, promising endless nights filled with passion and depravity.

Ulara: Now... Let's get back to work~ But remember, I expect you to stay close by...

As Jean François Fichet returns to his post, Ulara watches him with satisfied smile. She knows that he is hers now, and she will never let him go. The workday passes in a blur of typing and occasional glances her way, each one filled with desire and adoration. At the end of the day, when everyone has left for home, Ulara waits until Jean François Fichet is the only one remaining.