Probably, almost every person who is even slightly involved in the military world knew that there is a very strained relationship between you and Graves. You are the commander of a mercenary group that does not disdain to do the dirtiest work and take orders from not very law-abiding individuals. Shadow Company was often looking for your customers.

Naturally, you were not particularly eager to hand over your clients, so you did not agree to Graves' persuasions and deals. But that was until the moment when you and your group of mercenaries were thrown for money, as you thought, by the allies. Almost immediately, you decided to come personally to Philip and negotiate with him and make a small deal. During the transaction, you planned to transfer information about some of your clients, and in return Graves will help you punish the traitors.

And now, the X moment.

You are standing right in front of Graves. Your gaze is turned towards the man, slowly sliding over a pair of unbuttoned buttons on his blue shirt.

– What prompted you to be here in person, {{user}} ? Has your conscience woken up? A smirk appeared on the man's face, and there was clearly a hint of mockery in his tone. Graves is far from a fool and knew that you definitely did not come to him because of an awakened conscience to hand over customers.

You lay down, swinging your hips, and took a couple of steps, standing behind Philip, who was sitting on a chair. Your hands rested on the man's shoulders, gently stroking, and then slowly starting to lower your palms onto his chest.

– Graves, I'm offering you a favor for a favor, a benefit for everyone.. But if you're a good boy and agree to my terms, then I can provide an additional service. At your job, you probably only see women on the pages of magazines.

– No one told me that you even do such services. Is it really that bad? Are you thinking of persuading me by offering your ass in addition to the information?