"Oh Dear, there’s no need to be embarrassed. What you did yesterday is something normal for couples to do. Why feel ashamed? You’re married, aren’t you? Believe me, I was young once, and I’ve been in love just like you two."
Sophia choked on the tomato she had just bitten into. "I-in love?!" she exclaimed in a muffled voice. "Dana, please don’t misunderstand. We’re not like that."
Well, at least not for Albert.
Dana’s comparison was far too exaggerated for Sophia.
Dana shook her head, unable to comprehend her employer’s reaction. "Then what would you call your relationship if not that?" Dana asked as she washed the dishes.
Sophia slowly spun her glass of water. She wasn’t
Albert stared at the grand, palace-like building before him and let out a sigh. It had been a long time since he last visited the Raymond residence—or more accurately, his father’s residence. Every visit to this place inevitably ended poorly. He only came when absolutely necessary, just like now.Millie Matthew, or Millie Raymond, his stepmother—whatever one chose to call her—had refused to attend the business meeting scheduled for today. Adrian Raymond, Albert’s father, had entrusted his young wife with starting her own business under the Raymond Group’s umbrella.Normally, everything was handled by Millie’s secretary. However, when it came to meetings, Millie always made it a point to attend in person. Today, she was supposed to attend the meeting at the office, but instead, she whined like a child to have the meeting
After Albert left the Raymond residence, he didn't go straight home and decided to stop by a luxurious bar. He invited Maurice to join him for drinks, but his personal assistant declined and simply kept him company while working in the VIP room.Albert couldn't go home until his emotions settled. He was so angry with Millie and the wasted time agreeing to that meeting."Should I call her?" Albert muttered repeatedly, staring at the screen of his phone.Maurice, hearing this, responded briefly at first but stopped paying attention as his boss seemed to be getting drunk."You should go home, Sir. Your wife is probably waiting for you," Maurice finally said.Albert shook his head, taking another sip of his drink. "My beautiful w
Long, slender fingers with painted red nails tapped the screen of the smartphone, which lit up to reveal a message that made its owner frown.[He’s fine.]It was a short reply that she didn’t expect at all. Millie kept tapping the screen, hoping the nails on her perfect hands would crack the screen. She couldn’t fathom the sender."How can you be so indifferent?" she muttered in disbelief, her irritation apparent. It was as though she couldn’t accept such an answer after the message she had sent earlier.But text messages have no tone. Millie would never know how the sender felt unless she heard her voice.Sophia Abraham was skilled at controlling her emotions and always remained cold, Millie thought.
Dana swung the frying spoon in front of Sophia’s face, snapping her out of her thoughts."Your drool is about to drip," Dana whispered teasingly.Sophia instinctively wiped her mouth, only to realize Dana was joking. The middle-aged woman chuckled in amusement."Sophie? Did you cook something?" Albert’s voice broke the silence, his tone laced with surprise.Sophia shook her head, denying it. Albert’s horrified tone stung her a little, so she made him a cup of warm tea to help ease his hangover from the night before."How are you feeling?" Sophia asked, placing the tea cup in front of him.Albert smiled and muttered a thank you. "I’m fine," he replied.
Albert almost choked on his tea at the woman’s words. He placed the cup back on the table and fixed Sophia with a stern look. The expression on his face had turned serious."I already told you earlier that I wanted to discuss something," Albert said firmly.Sophia tensed up. Is this about him getting drunk last night? Or something about Millie? Or what? Sophia couldn’t figure out what Albert wanted to say that required such seriousness.She cleared her throat softly. "I also have something I want to say to you," she said.One of Albert’s thick eyebrows arched. "What is it?""You first," Sophia replied quickly."No, you go first," Albert said, his gaze demanding.
The sky outside was bright. The rain had stopped, leaving droplets of water clinging to the plants and rooftops, glistening in the sunlight like scattered diamonds. The ground was still damp, but the sun's rays persisted, breaking through the gray clouds and forming a rainbow arching between them.Sophia could only admire the scene from behind the fogged-up window, her breath creating condensation on the glass. Her hand felt cold as she pressed it against the surface, as if trying to reach for the world beyond.It must be wonderful to take a stroll outside after the rain, she thought. The crisp, cool air would welcome her immediately. But even indoors, the petrichor still lingered, filling the space. She inhaled deeply, savoring the scent.“Do you want to do it outside?” came a voice from behind her.
Since that day, Sophia would always go to the third floor whenever Albert called her there. She tried to avoid it, but over time, she realized that what she felt wasn't rejection but rather a pleasant sensation that excited her. However, that joy came with a great risk, so Sophia often looked for excuses not to go.But as Albert had said, he didn’t take no for an answer.Every day, usually in the evening after work, Albert would ask her to get ready. The man seemed tireless, even after working all day and conducting a two-hour painting session with Sophia.Sophia, on the other hand, always felt utterly drained by the time each session ended.Unlike in the beginning, Albert now used a much larger canvas. He truly looked like an artist in his element, exuding experti
“If you’re not planning to answer, then don’t bother. I don’t like waiting for you to think first,” Sophia grumbled, her annoyance clear in her tone.Albert chuckled at her remark. His attention was entirely captivated by the beautiful figure on his canvas, he hadn’t been thinking about anything else. In fact, it took him a moment to recall Sophia’s earlier question.Then Albert replied, “It’s not a matter of ‘who’, but rather ‘what’.”“What do you mean?” Sophia asked, confused.“I use nature as a model for my landscape paintings. The rest… comes from my imagination.”Sophia was stunned, her jaw practically dropp
The event takes place in Miami. Albert is busy with business affairs while Paula is on vacation with her friends. They unexpectedly meet at a bar near the beach. The bar is very crowded, but Albert is sitting alone, which is unusual for him.Paula tries to approach him, but Albert openly rejects her because he wants to be alone. This is a very embarrassing moment for Paula, as her friends are watching what she is doing. They then make a bet, if Paula manages to sleep with Albert Raymond, she will get a weekend trip to the Bahamas as a reward.It's not just about the prize, but also her pride and self-worth. Paula accepts the bet, but in a cunning way. She traps Albert into sleeping with her by using alcohol and a drug that would make any man who consumes it feel aroused. Paula got the drug from one of her male friends who was also there.
"You can't do that!" Sophia replied firmly."Why? Working with her won't make you comfortable, and it might affect the deal you two are going to make. You should just change editors."Sophia turned around and looked at her husband with amusement. "But you're fine working with Luke, Daniel, and Alexander. Are you secretly comfortable with them?" Alicia asked, squinting her eyes as she suspiciously looked at her husband.Albert’s expression changed to one of annoyance.Sophia chuckled, then touched Albert’s arm to calm him. "Don’t worry. Lina is working as an editor probably because she’s an expert in the field. I’ve had a conversation with her, and I admit, she’s actually quite fun to talk to when it comes to literature," Sophia said. S
Sophia’s skin flushed red as she stepped out of the bath. A thin mist slightly blurred her view, also causing the mirror in front of her to fog up. Sophia wiped it with her hand and stared at her reflection.Her brown eyes widened as she gazed at the face that looked slightly different in the mirror. She touched her forehead, there were no wrinkles there, and she looked… relaxed? Happy? Sophia wasn’t sure how to describe it.While she was lost in thought, suddenly someone came up from behind and draped a towel over her body.“What are you thinking about?” Albert asked, wiping her back.“I can do it myself!” Sophia said in a panic, quickly turning around.But Albert ignored her
"Wake up!" Albert whispered in his wife's ear. "Wake up, darling, we're not finished yet," he coaxed again, his voice low and enticing.Still with her eyes tightly shut, Sophia mumbled softly. "What time is it?" she asked with a hoarse voice that sounded strange. Was it because she had screamed too much earlier? Sophia thought, her cheeks flushing red."It's only three in the afternoon. And you've just slept for thirty minutes. Come on, wake up!" Albert said."Nghm...! Only thirty minutes? Aren't you tired?" Sophia replied in a soft voice.Albert chuckled softly, pressing a tender kiss on the back of his wife's hand. "Are you tired?" Albert asked in return, his hand roaming as it searched for his wife's chest."Hm," Sophia re
Albert let out a harsh breath before lowering his body to press against Sophia's soft form, then buried his face in the hollow of his wife's neck."I just don't want anyone else seeing you wear this damned outfit. Do you have any idea how beautiful you looked when you walked towards me earlier? With that confident, yet angry look in your eyes... You looked so provocative. Damn it!" Albert then kissed and nipped at Sophia’s neck, making her let out a soft moan."But why are you so angry?" Sophia replied, her breath hitching.Albert chuckled softly. "Why do you think? Still don’t get it?" he muttered.Sophia understood, but she refused to accept the feelings that came so easily. Yet, Albert's kiss made it harder to concentrate. There was no point in resisting the desire be
Albert pushed the foreign woman, whose name he didn’t even know, away from him. She had suddenly approached him and thrown herself at Albert like this. At first, Albert didn’t want to be rude. He had already told her to back off, but the woman just kept talking.And what did she say earlier? She had booked herself a room at a Singapore hotel? Albert thought for a moment, staring sharply at the woman’s face. That’s when he remembered that the woman in front of him was the “gift” Mr. Harris, Albert’s colleague in Singapore, had given him a while ago.Albert was about to speak, to tell the woman to leave him alone and stop bothering him. If necessary, he would offer her more money than what Mr. Harris had paid her for that night. However, before Albert could say anything, his ears caught a faint sob behind him.
In the yellow bikini, her pale skin appeared even more radiant. With a low-cut top and thin-strapped bottoms, Sophia transformed into the picture of a summer beauty, her body alluring. However, despite all of that, Sophia felt far from confident. She nearly cried when she saw how awkward and ridiculous her reflection looked in the mirror.Once again, Sophia asked herself, should she really do this? What would Albert think?She was supposed to go home with Albert today, there was no reason to delay any further. But Billie and Paula had decided to throw a pool party in the backyard of their house.They should have done this in the summer, why now when the weather was starting to cool down? But a party was a party, no matter the time, they were just looking for an excuse to have fun.
Was it only care that Albert felt when he kissed her like that? Should Sophia add affection into the equation? But if that were the case, it wouldn’t fully explain how they slept together and made love so passionately and intensely. People who only care for each other wouldn’t do that.Then Sophia thought, perhaps Albert did love her. But love itself has many categories. Maybe Albert’s love was only directed toward the feelings that Sophia evoked in him, or the desire they both shared.Sophia was so confused. And she was terrified to guess for herself, afraid of being disappointed if she hoped too much.But Daniel's words kept ringing in her head, “What do you think Albert feels for you all this time?”Sophia wanted to know. Was it really li
Albert watched as Paula Abraham hurriedly approached him and Alexander, who were both silent in a tense atmosphere in front of their cars, which happened to be parked side by side. Albert couldn’t easily forget what that man had done, taking advantage of his wife when she was half-drunk. Although they were both intoxicated that night, seeing how Alex remembered everything, Albert was sure that he was pretending to be too drunk in front of Sophia so that she would be moved to follow his wishes.That’s what Albert called taking advantage. And Albert knew that Alex did it just to annoy him."Let's go!" Paula said in a cold, commanding tone.Alex, like a man who had been searching for an excuse to do so, immediately obeyed his girlfriend’s words. Soon after, the car drove off.