Re: Blood and Iron

Chapter 103: The Ideal Family Life



After discussing Naval Warfare for more hours than he had ever cared to do so when he first set up this meeting. The Admiral quickly realized that Bruno had every bit of talent as an admiral as he did a general.

Eventually the two of them were pulled out of the Admiral's office by their wives who demanded to eat dinner, as they had made everyone else wait an exceptional amount of time because of this.

Bruno had warned the admiral about the risks of unrestricted submarine warfare, and had urged him to target military vessels, and those cargo vessels without civilian passengers on board. Rather than just any ship that traveled through the North Sea.

These were indeed words the man would remember for the foreseeable future. And by the time the night had concluded, Bruno had made significant progress towards gaining a powerful friend within the German Admiralty.

When he finally returned home, Heidi was giving Bruno an oil massage while he rested on his bed. Making sure that his muscles were nice and relaxed, as she often did for him when he was living at home.

And while she kneaded and pressed on his joints and muscles, Heidi brought up the topic of the night's visit to the Admiral's home. She never pried too much into Bruno's professional life. Rather, the man would tell her details if he wanted to. Instead, she would ask him simple questions, like the one she just spoke.

"So, did you accomplish everything you intended to do with this dinner? Or will we be meeting with the Admiral and his wife more often?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

There were many things Bruno loved about his wife, and her ability to know when there were things they could talk about, and when matters were sensitive or classified, which she never brought up. Because of this, Bruno chuckled, thinking about how lucky he was to have a woman like her as his wife before ultimately making a proper response to her question.

"For the most part, the seeds have been sown. Though we may meet up with the Admiral and his wife on occasion, it is not something which I need to actively pursue any further. I do believe I have impressed the man with my insight into Naval Matters, so much so that he changed his tune very quickly."

Heidi smiled. She was genuinely happy that Bruno's efforts had succeeded. After all, his success was also her success. And the more powerful figures Bruno tied himself to, the more difficult it would be for conspirators to get rid of him.

However, this also meant that the more fame and fortune he gained, the more there would be women crawling around trying to get close to him. And when Heidi thought of this, she frowned, not that Bruno could see it as he was lying face down on the bed while his wife messaged his back.

Of course, there were other signs that something had upset the woman, as she began to press a bit too firmly into Bruno's soft spots, causing mild discomfort as he quickly snapped the woman out of her crazed state.

"Is something the matter, dear? You're being a bit too rough..."

The idea that she might have accidentally caused harm to her man instantly snapped Heidi out of her fugued state, causing her to immediately apologize and kiss the area of Bruno's back where she might have caused harm.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, honey, are you alright? I kind of just spaced out there for a second. Does it hurt anywhere?"

It was not like Heidi really had the strength to inflict any pain or suffering on her husband. Bruno had an incredibly high pain tolerance, after all, and his little wife did not have the power in her fingers to actually wound him.

Because of this, he simply chuckled, happy to see whatever was bothering his wife had passed as he made a comment on it, knowing exactly what her trigger was. After all, it was not as if he was unaware of her more, shall we say, possessive tendencies? Rather, he just tried to ignore them whenever they revealed themselves.

Even so, he could help but laugh and make a comment about it after what she had just done. "I'm fine. I'm more robust than you think I am. Besides, I have told you before, haven't I? You don't have to worry about such petty matters. My heart only belongs to you..."

While this was a warming comfort to Heidi, she was well aware that a man could love a woman, and still engage in physical relations with some random harlot on the street if he was in the mood to do so. Because of this, she held him close from behind, and whispered in his ear a rather sinister response.

"It's not your heart I worry about.... Besides, I'd never harm you if you did something so incredibly foolish! as for the bitch who dared to entice you... I can't guarantee nothing will happen to her...."

Bruno couldn't help but laugh again as he reached behind him and grabbed his wife's dainty hand, kissing it in an act of assurance that he would never betray her trust. In his past life, he had lived alone, well into his old age. He had been with plenty of women during his younger years, and found no happiness in such a meaningless existence.

Why would he ever risk what he currently had for a single night with another woman? He had more than enough self discipline to wait until the day he returned to his wife. And because of this, he made sure the woman knew it with his actions this night.

The next morning Heidi was in a much better mood, forgetting all about her potential worries of Bruno shacking up with some strumpet while overseas on deployment. Instead, she cooked a wonderful meal for him and his family to enjoy for breakfast.

Bruno would then take his wife and children out to the park for a nice summer picnic, as well as a day together as a family. Which were ultimately the things he enjoyed most about the peaceful days that he otherwise found difficulty coping with.

He would continue to spend time with his family after work and on the weekends like this, while spending his workdays in the office. Ultimately preparing for the war that was to come, and how best to prevent it from entering the borders of the German fatherland.

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