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After finishing the rest of the pending work. Barbara was in the mood for some esophageal relief, but a bit of irony... found her husband still in his white shirt busily removing a plate of dinner with a puff of smoke wafting into the air. A beautiful sight. Barbara loved the clay-hungry body, and it was tantalizing. Something inside Barbara throbbed just remembering how firm Abihirt was in bed. It was quite regrettable that she had turned down the honeymoon invitation from the man who currently seemed to have no interest in talking despite being aware of her existence. Too busy. But thankfully it was only a few moments when Abihirt had chosen to sit down, then those gray eyes glanced over briefly just to be sure. "Why are you heating up your own dinner, Abi? Where is Moreau? Didn't I ask her to do this for you?" Barbara asked while adjusting their seating positions facing each other at the dining table. Her eyes never left every action Abihirt took. The man was unaffected, calml
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"Ever since your mom got married, I think your life hasn't gotten calmer, it's gotten more chaotic." Moreau almost held her breath in response to Juan's statement before her. She gave a skeptical glance. Not knowing whether the man's conjecture was right or wrong, the various feelings that were stirring were too complicated to decipher. At one time Moreau tried not to think about it further, but on the other hand she refused to acknowledge Juan's judgment. Still wishing, wishing... she had never had a one-night stand with the man her mother was bound to. Marriage, for Moreau, is not a playful relationship. The commitment, the decisions made between the two, the parts of the real goal, and all the things involved; had its own level of responsibility. Moreau almost unconsciously chuckled at the thought of Abihirt's invitation some time ago. An offer that conveyed an absolute statement. The man was even passionate about Barbara. How sad. Would Abihirt also have a hidden passion for h
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[Where are you, Moreau?] "I'm at the restaurant with Juan." Moreau responded with a look that caught the expression on Juan's face, which would occasionally raise one eyebrow high, especially when the man's name was mentioned. But that was not what Moreau was thinking. Barbara was not used to contacting her at this time of day, she felt a little suspicious. [I might be working late, can you prepare dinner for your father?] It was expected that there would be an order, never mind a silly request. Moreau thinned her lips involuntarily. It was hard to think that she and her stepfather would be stuck under the same roof together. However, how could she refuse? The need was demanding that Moreau say something immediately. Her moving lips had prepared an important excuse, and suddenly the phone line was cut off unilaterally. Barbara's habit never went away. That woman always had an inexorable way. It always had to be with a wish fulfilled. Moreau pushed the phone away from her face and
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Moreau deliberately let the water splash as she tried to calculate, how long would it take Abihirt to leave the restaurant? She suspected something, that if it involved Froy in such a place, it meant that the uncle and nephew's need was to talk about something important, perhaps. Moreau wasn't too sure. Just felt like, really wished Abihirt would leave the restaurant, but should she intentionally keep Juan waiting for a long time at their table? It was a complete choice. Not one that was ever implied, though Juan would understand. Yes, Moreau probably could have waited longer. Already confirmed her resolve. However, she was forgetting something. The cell phone. How would she know Abihirt had finished with Froy, when she wasn't carrying a handheld cell phone all the way to the bathroom? There was nothing Moreau could do but stare at her reflection in the mirror. The miserable feeling was clearly revealed. Strangely, why did she have a dilemma? What kind of influence was actually tryin
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"You're my mother's husband, Abi. Understand." Not knowing how many times Moreau reminded Abihirt. There never seemed to be a day when she had to stop. Here, in one humid room, having to face even the saddest of despair, but by all means Moreau tried to take the bravest resolve, after some silence unfolded following the man's mouth that was still so close there. Tendrils of warm breath tried to seduce the recesses of her neck. Moreau swallowed harshly— not wanting to give in to the situation, and slowly... stealthily reached out so that the man's chest would not ambush the need to breathe. There was no denying that Abihirt was like an ancient artifact, so hard and solid when asked to leave. There was no reply, in fact it seemed the man was only interested in watching the worry creep around Moreau's shoulders. What kind of beautiful impression could one imagine? She wondered. Irony. Only to find that Abihirt was not exactly filled with contentment. Suddenly the man's two hands we
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Thinking Juan would give in to the secrets around. He didn't. Moreau was wrong to assume the man would forget everything that had made the least impression between them. With his curiosity piqued, he deliberately contacted her at a certain time, in the kitchen after Moreau had almost finished preparing dinner for Abihirt. Indeed, exactly what Barbara had requested at the restaurant moments ago. She wasn't too sure, but the same menu as last night didn't sound too bad. [Hurry up with the story, Amiga. How did your ex-lover turn out to be the nephew of your stepfather?"] Moreau snorted for a moment, then stared at her phone screen with half-interest. Juan's face was still revealed so closely there, as if deliberately showing how much the man needed a quick answer. There was nothing Moreau could say for sure. Some things were out of her control. Just as she was so surprised to learn for the first time that Abihirt was married to Barbara, the man she'd actually had a one-night stand wit
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She felt left out in a situation like this. Trying to get down, but the man was always quicker to stop her actions. Abihirt's gray eyes implied something. There was something that the man seemed to want to say, though in a way it was like he was trying to hold back. This was too ambiguous. Moreau seemed to be lost, to the point of having difficulty finding her way out. Even a little shocked when Abihirt took her hand to place it around the man's shoulder. She continued to watch. Although, her heart was beating violently; not knowing for what reason. Strangely, Moreau subconsciously found Abihirt suddenly aborting his intention when he was about to touch her face, which was only lightly held in the air. "My mom's just working late, Abi. You can't do anything silly. She'll be home any minute now. I can't be sitting here like this." Whatever it was, Moreau tried not to care. She wanted to be free. It was not a joy to be stuck in one place in the kitchen. If Abihirt really intended to d
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Woe. Moreau was so shocked that she instinctively pushed Abihirt some distance away, while she hurriedly jumped down and fixed the pants the man had stripped off. The tension was painful. Moreau's heart was pounding, barely understanding why Abihirt was so calmly picking up the plate of pasta on the table, even though the man seemed to have no problem at all as he positioned himself exactly looking at the source of the sound. There Barbara appeared in her usual work attire. That was close. Moreau really couldn't say anything during the momentary pause to compose herself. Having to completely hide behind her stepfather's body, while occasionally trying to cover up the awkwardness between them. In addition, she did not dare to glance at Barbara's face when the woman's steps ended up closer. The scent of perfume wafting around forced Moreau to hold her breath for a moment. Just now Barbara had kissed Abihirt's jaw, but the woman had a superficial knowledge of her husband. Moreau almo
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[Abi, can I borrow your phone to send you my pictures from the desert ....] Barbara's whole body boiled at the thought of what her logic was unraveling. Abihirt said that the man was still in Dubai; he would be home soon, but it was surprising to find Moreau's voice sneaking in between their conversation. This could not be regretted. No matter how much Barbara tried to deny it. She had sifted through everything that had happened there, clearly... very clearly that Moreau needed photos in the desert to send to the girl's cell phone. Probably no further explanation of what had actually happened was expected. Hell, Barbara hadn't even said a word and demanded that Abihirt talk about everything her husband had been hiding, including when Abihirt claimed to be unaware of Moreau's whereabouts the last time she had called the man while talking about her daughter's whereabouts. However, the call was unexpectedly dropped. Really, Barbara couldn't accept that one lit
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However, for a moment Moreau turned her head towards herstep father when she touched the doorknob. Abihirt unexpectedly grabbed the man's cell phone on the nightstand. Perhaps there was an important rush, which indirectly reminded Moreau that there was one thing—she had forgotten to say to her stepfather. This wouldn't take long. She would just wash her face with a splash of water, then return to the man. Indeed, not for long. When Moreau looked at her reflection in the mirror, the first thing she did was take a deep breath. All the devices here belonged only to Abihirt. She would brush her teeth, later, at home. Now it was best to approach the man on the bed. Suddenly Moreau's inner explosion became enthusiastic. She had been looking forward to sending pictures in the desert that day, after starting to operate the new cell phone her stepfather had given her. Hoping Abihirt wouldn't mind when she mentioned her wildly raging goals. Moreau hurriedly crossed t
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Although it wasn't .... Moreau felt something heavy pressing around her body. She blinked a few times to realize that the habitual light from the window was trying to penetrate through the dangling curtains. It was already morning. It seemed like last night's request for sleep had put her into a deep slumber. Moreau would have nothing to say about that. It was all in the past and there was no need to relive something that always ended in uncertainty in the end. As she tried to shift, she sucked in as much air as she could, wanting to stretch her stiff bones a little, but soon realized that there was hardly any room to move. Someone seemed to have trapped her; inhaling the masculine scent that rushed in, until Moreau unintentionally touched a strand of hair—it felt smooth, and she kept brushing her palm gently there. This seemed to leave a certain sensation, not knowing why the corners of her lips instinctively curled up slightly; perhaps it was because she
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"Why do you keep squeezing me like this?" It took a lot of courage and determination for Moreau to finally ask the question in a half-whisper. She wanted to look back, but the clear presence of Abihirt's face made their cheeks touch. The man would certainly not say anything. Moreau instinctively let out a rough breath; letting Abihirt position himself better and now the man's face was almost trapped in the crook of her neck. Abihirt was not sleeping. That was the least Moreau could feel. Probably not going to fall asleep anytime soon either, though the man admitted to not doing much of anything himself after their long journey. After all, there were things left between them that Moreau wasn't going to just reveal. It was still about Froy and she would try to find clues. "I thought of something." Moreau began with a sense of alarm rising swiftly in her mind. When Abihirt walked into the trap, she was sure the man wouldn't suddenly become very quiet.
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It was fun teasing Abihirt. That was how Moreau felt. This time she was really daring. Really going to be defiant with her stepfather and tentatively tugging at the fabric to leave only a contrasting lacy undergarment. Letting a pause occur for a moment, then hesitantly glancing at Abihirt as she had to carefully cover some parts of her body in front of the man. She was the one trying to provoke something to explode in Abihirt, but didn't want her mother's husband to be brutalized and left unrescued. Now, as she slowly inserted her hands into the holes of the cloth—wearing the T-shirt given by the man appropriately. It was done. Moreau's body was wrapped. She seemed to be drowning. Immediately looked down and witnessed how the edge of the cloth was definitely touching her thighs. Abihirt correctly guessed not to add pants. Just a thin satin undergarment and it made Moreau feel comfortable. "I'm going to bed now," she said, hurriedly looking up, only to find
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Moreau looked down; realizing that she needed to do the same, but her suitcase and all her new clothes, which he had prepared when they were about to head to Dubai, were still in the car. Abihirt had given no clue about the items left outside. Perhaps he would prepare them later, when they were fully prepared and Moreau only had to wait for him to finish the remaining parts. She would not sit idly by, soon catching up to wake up and applying attention to the last time Barbara's husband's sturdy shoulders were still visible behind. Perhaps too presumptuous. Yes, it was. However, it was better than never. Every detail of Abihirt's actions was so unpredictable. The man had dressed up in an instant right there. That, at least, needed to be emphasized. There was nothing to regret, even though Moreau felt very nervous as those gray eyes stared at her intently. "You said you were still sleepy. Why aren't you sleeping?" Abihirt's deep, hoarse voice sounded as if a mistak
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"I'm so sleepy and lazy to walk, can you just carry me?" Moreau did not want to take this too far when she could hardly protest to her stepfather; regarding the man's decision to be here, in the courtyard of the luxurious mansion, instead of returning to the house where they lived. Perhaps this would be enough of an understanding. Abihirt also did not show any reluctance to simply comply with what she had just tried to initiate between them, which silently made Moreau curl her lips slightly after detecting how the man got out of the car, then took a stance of taking her body—clinging tightly with both hands fully attached there. Moreau instinctively held on to her stepfather's neck. She looked up. Admiring every detail on the man's face. There was almost nothing to miss. It felt nice to imagine being on a date and Abihirt being a good lover, doing what she wanted. Though... that might not be true. That man was still her stepfather. He would always b
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"Do you like cruise ship travel, Honey?" The sea breeze rushed across the surface of Barbara's body, leaving a sweeping impression that was too forced, but she was enjoying every bit of it here with Samuel and he had just whispered very softly in her face. Barbara smiled slightly at the feel of the man's arms reaching out tentatively, until the moving face had nuzzled around her neck. "Don't you do that, Sam!" warned Barbara after detecting that Samuel was about to take a dangerous action. She didn't want him to leave a reddish mark and if there was ever an urge to return home, she feared she would not be able to hide it from Abihirt's view. There was no word from her cold husband after the last time they had a phone conversation. Even Barbara needed to be pushed through a determined struggle until Abihirt was willing to accept a voice call and even then they spoke all too briefly. She was not satisfied yet. A little unwilling that Abihirt had gone on a trip to Dubai when s
