Is it Jason?
SarinaI no longer know how I feel about Maximus; I've completely fallen for him. I never thought I would come to like him this much because of the passionate moments we shared. I know there's nothing wrong with falling for him since he is already my husband. Naturally, he should be the only one I desire and no one else. But I can't understand that this started when we began living together as husband and wife.Shouldn't it have been from the first moment I met him? Wait, am I thinking about love at first sight? Ugh! I didn't even feel that way with Jason. My love for my ex came naturally. I have known him since childhood; he became a friend before I loved him intimately.Now there's Maximus. I knew I shouldn't pour all my emotions into him because our time together was limited; rather, our marriage was only temporary. But because of my happiness now, especially since he introduced me to his friends, I can't help but let my hopes up.The arrival of "darling" or Shirley didn't ruin my m
SarinaI felt the man in front of me slightly touch my waist down to my thigh, causing me to struggle. Especially when he suddenly laughed out loud. "She doesn't have her underwear!" The men laughed, and everything happened quickly because they all wanted to touch me. So, I kept struggling and even managed to slap the man who touched me first.He must have been hurt because his eyes were blazing when he faced me before he slapped me back with all his might. My face turned, and it hurt more than the slap I received from Maximus' grandmother. It stung so much that I wanted to cry, and I'm sure my cheek was reddish now."No one hurts me, bitch!" said the man while holding my jaw. It was so tight that his fingers almost dug into my skin, and I couldn't stop myself from crying. Two men were holding each of my hands, another was behind me, and a man looked like a demon in front of me."Ouch!" I screamed because another man was pulling at the coat my husband had put on me, and I was terrified
Maximus"Hey, my wife, please talk to me," I said after laying her on the bed when we arrived in our hotel room. I noticed she seemed scared, which was unusual for her. So I instructed my friends, knowing they would know what to do seeing what Sarina looked like. Especially Allan. Among those three, I trusted him to be suspicious, and Andrei would do the thinking."Let's just rest," she said softly, making me more worried."I don't want you like this, my wife. I want you to be loud and angry, always talking back to me, and easy to tease. Please, wifey, talk to me. Did that man do something to you?" I asked worriedly."Huh? No, did nothing to harm me. He actually saved me.""Saved you? From what? From whom?" I asked, puzzled. Before she could answer, my cell phone rang. I quickly grabbed it and answered, keeping my eyes on her as she looked weak in bed."Man, Roskov saved your wife from being harassed," Allan said. "I already informed Mariano about it," he added."Thank you, man," I rep
MaximusI didn't notice that I fell asleep, and when I woke up, Sarina was still in her slumber. We had not changed our clothes. I'm worried she might feel itchy later, but she was holding me so tight last night that I could not get up to change her.I went straight to the bathroom to shower. Knowing my wife would wake up late, as she had before, I ordered breakfast so it would be ready when she woke up. I was already dressed and had called room service, so I went to wake Sarina. "Have you been up long?" she asked, still sleepy."Not really." I wanted to kiss her, but I wasn't sure if it was okay. Not because she hadn't brushed her teeth yet, as she had complained about before, but because of what she had gone through last night. "Does it still hurt?" I asked as I sat beside her on the bed, gently touching her slightly bruised cheek. My jaw hardened, thinking how painful it was. How dare that bastard do that to my wife?"Not really," she replied softly, but I could hear her clearly. "
SarinaThree days have passed since I woke up feeling incredibly unattractive, and then Maximus suddenly confessed his love for me. Honestly, I couldn't believe it. I was still dazed then and didn't expect such words from him. It was insane because I hadn't even brushed my teeth or cleaned up from the previous night and felt so terrible. That jerk couldn't even pick a better time or wait until I was prepared."What are you thinking about, my wife?" Maximus's voice interrupted my thoughts. We were heading to a shopping center in Las Vegas in the car because he wanted to be affectionate today."Nothing, don't mind me." I can't tell him about my thoughts, right?"My wife, can't you answer my questions properly?" he pouted, looking so handsome that I couldn't help but notice."There's really nothing," I insisted. He was persistent and wouldn't believe me."Are you sure?" he asked, still not convinced. I smiled and nodded at him. He smiled back, pulled me closer, and wrapped one arm around
SarinaWe continued eating, and I enjoyed myself, especially when I noticed he was starting to talk, even though he still seemed slightly sulky. I shrugged because he wouldn't tell me why he was sulking anyway.We were almost finished when someone approached us, saying, "Hi, Sarina. It's fancy meeting you here." I was surprised to see Roskov, but I quickly smiled and greeted him."Hi, Roskov." I stood up, looked at Maximus, and pointed to him, saying, "He's Maximus, my husband.""Yeah, I met him that night as well." I nodded, smiling, and didn't mind at all. Remembering how he saved me that night, I couldn't help but thank him again."Anyway, thank you again for helping me out. If it weren't for you, I don't know what–" I couldn't finish my sentence because Maximus stood up and said,"Sit down, my wife. You don't need to stand." Then he looked at Roskov. I wondered why my husband seemed to have a negative impression of the man, even though he looked friendly and approachable. "Mr. Rosk
MaximusSarina and I will be staying in Las Vegas for two weeks. She doesn't know that because she didn't ask. I want our stay to feel like a honeymoon and create memories as a married couple. She might consider this when our contract ends, and she might decide to stay with me and continue the married life we started, which I began to love.However, I'm starting to regret bringing her here because of what happened to her and Roskov. I didn't like his words during our meal or how he looked at my wife. As a man, I clearly saw his intention for my wife, and I could tell he was eyeing Sarina. His presence in the restaurant is not a coincidence. As far as I know, he never went to places such as that to prevent people from seeing him since he had been trying to conceal his true financial status. I need to talk to Mariano.Luckily, when we arrived in our hotel room, my wife wanted to freshen up first, allowing me to talk to my brother. I need his help, something I don't usually do. But this i
MaximusI nodded and continued to enter the room. I started to unbutton my polo shirt without taking my eyes off my wife, who was now heading to the vanity mirror. She wasn't fair-skinned, but she wasn't dark either, and her skin was very smooth despite growing up in the province."Bring your towel," she said without looking at me as she reached for the hair blower hanging on the side of the mirror. I grabbed the towel folded on the table near her."Do you want to eat, my wife?" I asked. She might be hungry because we had been out shopping before returning to the hotel."Not now, maybe later.""Okay, just tell me if you get hungry, okay?""Okay, my husband." She looked at me and smiled, which puzzled me. Well, who wouldn't when I'm not used to her actions? I was even more attracted to her because she looked even more beautiful when she smiled. "Go ahead, clean yourself up so we can rest." I didn't respond because she wouldn't have heard me since she had already turned on the blower.I