Sir has arrived!

The mere touch of his fingers caused goosebumps to erupt all over her body. She had never been touched like this before, and her heart thumped hard with a mix of nervousness and excitement, especially since it was Darian himself.

He grazed his fingers over her clitoris, and she flinched slightly at the sensation. His warmth and his manly cologne were intoxicating, and she wanted to get lost in him, fully submitting herself to him.

His fingers circled her clit, applying gentle pressure that elicited a flinch from her due to the intense sensation. Her breaths were heavy, and her stomach tied itself into knots every time his gaze met hers.

He pressed his finger gently against her entrance, prompting her to immediately grip his hand in nervousness as this was very new to her, and her heart was thumping wildly in her chest.

He smiled at her reaction and kissed her neck. She closed her eyes in pleasure, feeling the subtle pressure and warmth of his body.

His fingers circled more rapidly on her clit, causing her to moan softly and she quickly glanced at her husband to see if he had been awakened by the sound.

But, seeing the face of her husband, guilt formed in her heart. How could she engage with another man while being married? Anxiety clenched her heart, but Darian held her face, making her look at him, and said in a hushed tone, "Here."

He pressed himself between her legs, and a gasp escaped her lips. His touch lingered, teasing her before he leaned in for a kiss he lips wanted to feel that kiss her throat was dry as she desperately wanted to feel that kiss However, her eyes fluttered open to an empty room—it was just another dream. She sighed in frustration and a lingering warmth between her legs left her all wet down there and disappointed. Rising from the bed, she went in the bathroom to freshen up. As she emerged, she glanced at her peacefully sleeping husband; yet, her mind was too restless for a nap.

She descended the stairs and surveyed the vast space below. No servants were in sight; they were all sleeping in their quarters. She headed towards the kitchen with a craving for a late-night snack. Stepping into the kitchen, she searched the fridge and cupboards for snacks, eventually taking out a box of chocolate and nut cookies. Extracting 4 to 5 biscuits, she returned the box and emerged while munching on the cookies, savoring the bittersweet taste of the dark chocolate.

She made her way to the lawn, settling on the swing while gazing at the flowers and the moon. It was still dark outside.

As she looked at the moon and hummed a song, suddenly she felt someone staring at her. She looked around, but there was no one. Thinking she must be wrong, she leaned on the swing again. However, she felt slight movements in the bushes. Witnessing this, she abruptly got up from the swing, her heart thumping wildly due to the fear of who might be there. The movement came again, and a shiver ran down her spine, fearing the worst.

Her her whole body trembled with fear, preventing her from moving her legs to go inside.

She wanted to call someone, but words were not coming out of her mouth. She hid her eyes with her palms, fearing. Just then, she heard a little purr of a cat and furrowed her brows in confusion.

Removing her palms from her eyes, she saw a white, furry little cat in front of her. It was wagging its tail, and its tongue was out.

Seeing this, Rose took a deep breath, relaxing. She thought that it was some intruder, but it's just a cute little cat. She smiled in awe, looking at it, and went towards it. Kneeling down, she held the cat carefully in her hands and looked at it in admiration.

The cat was also looking at her with its blue eyes, and Rose felt instantly in love with it. She hugged the cat tightly in her embrace and patted it. "Oh, kitty... Are you hungry?" she asked it lovingly, and the cat wagged its tail instantly.

She kept the biscuits in her palms and brought them towards the cat's mouth, and the cat started eating them immediately.

"You are so hungry, my little kitty..." she cooed lovingly and got up, taking the cat inside with her.

"She is so cute," the maid Lucy said while looking down at the cat. Rose smiled widely upon hearing this and said, "Lucy, please take care of her. I will come right back after helping David get ready for the day."

Lucy nodded and then Rose went into her room. 

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Lucy was spreading butter on the bread while admiring the cat's playful antics with its little paws.

Suddenly, the telephone rang from the living room and she went hurriedly wiping her hands. Taking the telephone Lucy answered, "Yes, Blackstone residence," in a professional tone. 

But after listening to the caller, she nervously responded, "Oh, sir... Yes... Yes... Sure, sir..." and hung up.

 Rose who was coming out of her room holding the wheelchair where David was sat and upon hearing this she asked, "Lucy, whose call was it?" 

Lucy turned around and replied, "Ma'am, it was sir. He said he's coming today."

Confused, Rose inquired, "Who is this sir?" David, visibly angered, interjected stammering, "No...no need to know. He's not invited here, espe.....cially after not attending my wedding." Trying to diffuse the situation, Rose said, "Okay, calm down. We won't talk about this." She then signaled for Cara to bring breakfast and took David to the dining hall.

After helping David with his breakfast, Rose started her own meal. David sat there, admiring his beautiful, young, and loving wife, never expecting to find such a perfect partner in his bad condition. 

Noticing this Rose Smiled at him and said, "I want to show you something." David nodded slightly, and Rose got up to search for her kitty in the kitchen.

She stepped into the kitchen and looked around, but her cat was nowhere to be seen. She immediately inquired to Lucy, who was cutting the fruits "where is my kitty?" 

Hearing this, Lucy became nervous as she had almost forgotten about the cat. She hadn't seen it since returning from the call.

"Umm... I..." Lucy struggled to find words, knowing she was at fault. Rose had explicitly instructed her to keep an eye on the cat, but it slipped her mind. Now, the cat's whereabouts were unknown.

Observing Lucy's reaction, Rose understood that the cat was lost. Her heart broke as she had already grown attached to it. Fisting her hands in anger, she glared at Lucy.

"How could you be so careless?" Rose inquired angrily, her face turning red with anger. Lucy, taken aback, felt a moment of fear as she hadn't expected such a reaction from Rose, who had seemed nice and sweet all this time.

"Mam, she... She must be somewhere. I should go and find her," Lucy said nervously, leaving the kitchen to search for the cat.

The entire mansion was in chaos, with all the servants trying to locate the missing cat, but it was nowhere to be found. Rose sat on the sofa, a mix of tears and anger on her face, while David attempted to console her.

"Don't... Don't cry, love. It should be somewhere in the mansion," he tried to reassure her, but Rose's only desire was to get her cat back, or she would fire every servant in the mansion.

Lucy and the rest of the servants came in front of them and bowed saying, "Sorry, Mam, but we can't find the cat. Maybe she .... She ran away." Hearing this, Rose stood up angrily and declared, "You're all fired! Get the hell out of here!" David was shocked by Rose's anger but he was understanding that she was still young and little immature and may be the love for the cat fueled her anger.

"Love... I'll get you a new... new cat," he attempted to appease her, but she retorted angrily, "No! I want her only."

saying this she glared at Lucy and stormed towards her in fury, gripping her arms tightly. Through gritted teeth and tears, she spat, "Didn't you listen to what I said? Go from here! I don't want you or any of you here!" In the midst of her rage, a watchman rushed into the mansion, bowing before David, urgently declaring, "Sir has arrived."