"Ethan's point of view ,""Please never again challenge your husband, Mrs. Woods." I didn't notice how close we were holding each other since I was so preoccupied with dousing her body in the sand while I held her in my arms. Her hands are resting on my shoulders. And her face is right next to mine. She was moving the saliva up and down in her throat to moisten it. I wanted to find out if she was thirsty. Yet I could tell she was nervous because of the vibration in her body.Is she uneasy because she feels my proximity to her? This is not possible. When Stella Parker is in proximity to me, I can not imagine her feeling nervous. I'm not sure why, but ever since she told me that her waist is a delicate area of her body, my hands have touched her waist a lot.It's smooth to feel the need to touch her waist. Every time I keep my hand on her waist, I can't help but want to touch her entire body.What if I put my lips on her waist? Oh, no, what lustful thoughts am I having? What is occur
"Stella's point of view,"He has kissed me so passionately that it feels as if his life depends on it. When he asked for my permission to kiss him, I didn't know what to say. I don't know why, but whenever I get close to him, I get quite anxious. Heat develops on my face as I get closer to him. I kept trying to stop my hands from stroking his torso since I admired how beautiful his chest was, but they kept doing so.He gave me a very strong kiss. One of his hands was gripping my waist, and I firmly entangled the fingers of the other hand in my hair. His lips were quickly sucking mine. He was trying to get his tongue inside my mouth, but I would not give him that kind of power. But because he is so obstinate, he persisted in passionately licking my lips until he went inside my mouth. His fiery kiss was causing my wild thoughts to race even faster.It will be quite challenging for me to restrain my irrational thoughts if he continues to kiss me in this manner. If we continue kissing lik
"Ethan's point of view,""Miss Parker, we need to finish our work quickly since it's getting too hot outside." As soon as she brought the bamboo, I said, while snatching it away from her.She answered, "Alright, Mr. Woods," in a low voice, and began digging the bamboo.Why is she so dejected, and what happened to her? Without engaging in debate with me, she is expressing her agreement with whatever I say. I'm concerned about her weird behavior. These results are from me. Why couldn't I control my need to kiss her?We wouldn't be sitting here in such awkward silence if that passionate exchange hadn't transpired. All of this is my fault.What kind of discussion are you having? Given that you are Ethan Woods and have complete authority over her as your wife, kissing her was not a mistake on your part. And before you kissed her, you got her consent. I could not admit my error because of my male ego. You ventured to kiss her, although she had specified in the contract that you would have n
"Stella's point of view,""What are you doing sitting here alone, Mr. Woods?" He came and sat alone here on this rock, leaving me in the hut all by myself. I waited for him to return for a very long period, and when he did not return, I came here looking for him and saw that he was sitting here alone, talking to himself.I stood far away and attempted to hear him, but his rambling was too difficult to make out. But judging by the look on his face, I got the impression that he was extremely anxious about something.What could that be, exactly? Am I the cause of his angst?No, this cannot happen. Why would he even bother to consider me? He doesn't even care that I exist; the only reason he even kissed me was during a passionate exchange.What then might cause his melancholy? My subconscious was making inquiries. I don't know what to say in response to the question; should I approach him and listen to him?Of course, but since he has been attempting to ignore you ever since that kiss, yo
"Ethan's point of view,""Miss Parker, are you sure you haven't heard something?" I regarded her with wary eyes."Well, Mr. Woods, I have told you many times that I have heard none of the insanity you have displayed when alone." She keeps telling me she has only heard me speak, but I can tell that she has heard me speak because of the way she is teasing me.But why does she keep lying to me when I know she has heard everything I have to say?She is lying to you because she found your remarks depressing. My subconscious answered my inquiry. Why would she be depressed after hearing me? My male ego was being tested.Because you claimed that your flirtatious interactions with her and your early morning kiss were only amusing. Now my subconscious is making me feel bad.Hey, come on, I didn't say it to harm her; I did it just to appease my male ego, and you are well aware of this. In front of my subconscious, I attempted to show my innocence."Can we have breakfast right away, Mr. Woods?" S
"Stella's point of view,"He had eaten so much chili that his eyes were watering, his ears were burning, and he was dashing from one place to another to quench his thirst. His situation made me giggle a lot. I caught him in my trap, after all. I had a substantial meal ready for him when I went looking for him, but after listening to him for a while, my mind concocted a sinister scheme to discipline him.As I returned to the hut with him, he stepped outside for a moment to refresh himself, and I filled his breakfast dish with chiles in the interim. After tasting the meal, he pulled the plate from in front of him because of the heat. He took it as a challenge when I said that I would prepare him another breakfast if he asked, and he quickly consumed the entire food that was still on the plate.I have wounded him after hearing me since he ate so much hot food to get the better of me. I ought to stroke his ego even more if he can consume spicy cuisine just to prove a point to me."Please
"Ethan's point of view,""Mr. Woods, Are you alright?" Her voice contained worry for me. What am I doing, oh no? Stella can not see my frail side because she will undoubtedly make fun of me if she knows about my sensitive side. But as I watch her feed me with her hands, I realize how much I am missing my mother right now.Stella Parker worries about me because she perceives I am internally very joyful. She not only gave me water to drink but also apologized to me for her practical joke when she saw I was becoming more upset because of the chilly. It severely hurt my male ego when I learned about her joke, but when she accepted responsibility for her actions in front of me and apologized to me, I changed my opinion of her from being extremely ruthless to caring.My heart forgave her right away. I was utterly shocked by her action when she gave me yogurt with her hand. She may try to reduce her internal shame by giving you yogurt because she is so ashamed of her error. Once more, my mal
"Stella's point of view,""I want your shirt, Mr. Woods," I spoke authoritatively while looking at him. Why?"I haven't even worn my shirt yet, and it's not even dirty. Mrs. Woods, I don't want my gorgeous wife's delicate hands getting dirty doing the laundry."Oh, God, this man, and his flirtatious conversation. I recently forbade him from flirting with me, yet this man finds it difficult to understand me. I also threatened to sprinkle red pepper flakes in his eyes, but this man's flirty chatter continued.Would you put chili powder in his eyes if he remained close to you despite your threats? My subconscious questioned me.Indeed, without a doubt; after all, that arrogant man needs to learn from his error.You are lying; you can't see him in trouble, and you would never put red pepper flakes in his eyes. You were afraid when you saw him so close to you, which is why you threatened him.Oh no, even deceiving myself is impossible. Now I have to accept the truth.Okay, you're correct;
Ethan~"Thank you, Avery." Steve smiled broadly at the sight of Stella's assistance. "My pleasure, Steve." Avery's face also blushed. What's going on between them? I was surprised to find them. "I hope getting there isn't too tough for you, Mr. Woods." Avery questioned me. "Not at all; with your help, we had no trouble getting here." Before I could respond, Steve answered her question. What the hell? How is it possible for my assistant's love story to be resolved more easily than mine? Stella didn't want to talk to me and locked herself in the room, and here my assistant flirted with her assistant. "Steve, please bring me some coffee; I'm starving." I felt a slight wave of jealousy as I watched him happily conversing with Avery. Why won't Stella speak to me with such affection? Because you always irritated her by showing your anger. Without asking, my subconscious gave me the answer. Avery followed Steve into the kitchen to help him get coffee for me. Why did Stella lock her
Stella~"Stella, you didn't do good by insulting Mr. Woods." Once I finished my office work and sat in my car to return home, Avery complained to me. "Avery, please don't begin now; I am already upset with what he did in the conference hall. I mean, how could he do this?" I tighten my grip on the steering wheel in anger. "Stella, you are overreacting; he did nothing wrong; he was clearing his doubts." Avery and I argued for Ethan Woods. "Really? Oh, my God! You said that The Great Ethan Woods did nothing wrong when he offered me to work for his company for my desired salary." I gave her a furious glance. "That's precisely why I'm curious why he gave you money to work for his business when, as his wife, you are obligated to do so for free." Her remarks only heighten my ire. "First of all, Avery, we are not real husband and wife; we are just contracted married. Second, if you think he owned me because of our relationship, then you are also my friend, so you too don't have to take m
"Ethan POV,""Why are you staring at me?" My face heated up when I saw her staring at me. "Nothing. You look cute when you blush." She made fun of me. This woman dares to make me feel nervous. I scratched my neck and stared at the ground. Knowing he wasn't her boyfriend brought me a sense of relief. But why did she return to California without even saying goodbye to me? Her assistant entered the office with two coffee mugs. "Welcome to California, Mr. Woods. You did a great job coming here, as Stella missed you so much last night that she couldn't sleep." Placing the coffee mug down on the table, she turned to face Stella. "Is she telling the truth?" I looked at Stella in surprise. "No, she is telling a lie; I didn't miss you." She refused to accept what Avery said to me, but her expression revealed something else. Her hazel eyes did not meet mine; her cheeks flushed. My subconscious is urging me to interpret the deep, buried emotions in her eyes, but my ego is telling me to be
Stella~"Et... Ethan... w... what are you doing here?" When I saw him standing in my office, my speech trailed off. "Who is he?" He ignored my question and cast an angry look at David. I'm at a loss for words. What should I tell him?In my absence from California, David and his mom created countless problems for my business, constantly pressuring Avery to ask me to return. I never thought my crafty aunt would team up with Mr. Chang to harm me. At first, she used her fake affection to lure me into marrying her son, but when I refused, she switched tactics. She physically attacked me just before my wedding. If Avery hadn't helped me escape through the backyard gate, things could've been much worse. Poor Avery, she even broke her leg, saving me from Aunt Lily.I thought marrying Ethan would end Aunt Lily's interference, but she keeps finding ways to meddle. Today, she sent David to try to negotiate a deal-she wants a 50% share in my company in exchange for keeping my past life secrets
Ethan~"Open the door, Stella." I knocked on my room's door, but she didn't respond. Huh, what's wrong with her? I tried to be civil by asking her permission before entering, but what does she think of herself? She's not Queen Victoria, from whom I should request entry into my bedroom. My male ego forced my hand onto the doorknob.Are you planning to confess your feelings to her in this manner? You've already realized how you feel, so don't let your ego control you now. Otherwise, your love confession will feel more like an invitation to war, my subconscious advised, trying to calm the fury rising inside me.I loosened my grip on the knob and padded softly into the room. "Where are you, Stella?" Anxiety crept in as I found the room empty. I searched the bathroom-nothing. Where could she have gone at this late hour?My heart started pounding. I had put so much effort into preparing to confess my feelings to her, but it all seemed futile now. She's gone. It took me a long time to und
Stella~"Stella, how are you feeling now?" Seeing concern in his eyes, I rubbed my own in disbelief. What happened to this monster overnight? How could someone go from being a monster to a nice guy in a single night?"I'm feeling tired," I finally replied. I could feel the heat of his palm beneath my cheek. Oh, he waited for me to wake up the entire night while sitting here. I felt as though I had entered a different universe.Shut up and stop being dramatic, my subconscious scolded. I already told you he's not as bad as you think."Get up quickly so we can go to the doctor for a checkup," he said, assisting me as I got off the bed. After my parents' deaths, I hadn't experienced this much concern from anyone, so seeing his genuine worry made my eyes moisten. I quickly wiped my tears, not wanting him to make fun of me for crying."Stella, how are you feeling right now?" His grandparents entered with worried expressions."Grandma, she's all right. You don't need to worry about her." E
Ethan POV "Please move away from me; what are you doing?" She attempted to shove me away from her."Stella, don't move, please. They have their eyes on us," I said softly in her ear."Who's watching us closely?" she questioned, staring directly into my eyes."My grandparents." I pointed towards the shadows that had appeared in our chamber."Get away from me, Ethan. Your heavy body is choking me." She tried to shove me away once more."No, I can't." I felt a wild impulse to kiss her pulpy lips. As soon as I met her hazel eyes, I lost all sense of reality. I don't know how my hands were able to grasp hers firmly or how my lips could latch onto hers. I kissed her and felt a peculiar calmness. It had been a while since I saw my grandmother this happy. I hoped to grant her wish. I wanted to clarify grandma's confusion, but my grandparents were so happy about her pregnancy news that I couldn't bring myself to ruin their joy. As I licked her soft lips, my hand inadvertently moved to her s
Stella POV "Stella, how are you doing?" His grandmother was rapping on the bathroom door. I washed my face with cold water and then dried it with a towel. I looked in the mirror and saw myself. My eyes were red, and I looked pale. It was all because of the sight of mutton on the table. I completely neglected to mention that the sight of the mutton on the dinner table made me sick to my stomach. Since it's impolite to get up from the table before dinner has even begun, I did my best to contain my nausea. However, I had to bolt for the bathroom when I saw the red meat in front of me. What will they think of me now? I must apologize to them for my impolite behavior.With hesitation, I opened the bathroom door. I apologized for ruining the dinner, bowing my head in embarrassment."Stella, I'm grateful that you granted my wish." His grandmother gave me a joyful hug before I could say anything further. I became perplexed when I saw her joy. In my quest to understand her enthusiasm, I gla
"Ethan's POV""When did you arrive here?" She turned to face me, her stuttering making it clear she wasn't expecting me to enter her room. She hadn't noticed me standing in front of her door because she was too preoccupied talking to herself in the mirror. Seeing her stunning beauty, I started having hiccups once more. She looked even more breathtaking in this outfit than in the afternoon. Perhaps her messy hairstyle and minimal makeup contributed to her overall beauty. Why did her outfit make her appear so tall? My masculine ego was dismayed to see her standing before me, staring directly into my eyes. However, I'm relieved her boyfriend can't contact her right now. She must be upset with her partner for not getting back to her in the morning. That's why she claimed not to love him."Shall we proceed?" She gently waved her hand to break my train of thought. Stopping her from receiving calls from her boyfriend satisfies my ego. She will now be with me all the time.You violated y