"Are we not married?" Damian came out of the bathroom with towel wrapped around his waist, walked over to Mia until he was standing in front of her. "Why do you never let me touch you?" he asked, inhaling the sweet scent of Mia's neck. Mia gently pushed against Damian's cold chest. Damian's physique was quite impressive, and seeing him fresh from a shower made him look even more handsome. If only Damian weren't such a jerk, Mia might have fallen for him. Unfortunately, he had left a deep wound in her heart with what she had been through. "You know very well why I never let you touch me, even though you are my husband," said Mia, crossing her arms over her chest. "But I want it, darling." Damian approaching Mia again, touched her cheek with his nose, inhaling her sweet scent. Mia pushed against Damian's chest. "In our agreement, there is no mention of a physical relationship, right? That means you are not allowed to touch me." Damian smirked. "Who said there wasn't? There clearly
Stella stared at her phone screen, reading the message from Mia sent last night. "Sir?" Stella called out. "Yes?" Marvin replied, munching on his toast. Stella directed her phone screen towards Marvin. "Is this Fanny?" Marvin took the phone from Stella's hand and carefully examined the image on the screen. "Yes... this is Fanny. Did she come last night? With Damian?" "Maybe... Wait, I'll ask Mia." Marvin didn't respond, calmly continuing his breakfast. Shortly after, Stella spoke again, "Last night, Damian asked Mia to fulfill her duties as a wife." Hearing Stella's words, his brow furrowed. "The duties of a wife meaning... they... it..." "| understand," Marvin interrupted with a flat tone. "Basically, Mia managed to avoid Damian's desires but it weren't fulfilled, then he left the house. In the middle of the night, he came back with Fanny. They slept in a room not far from where Mia sleeps, there's a possibility that Damian and Fanny... they did-" "I get it," M
“Damn!” Marvin muttered angrily as he watched the video on his phone. Stella, sitting beside him in the living room, turned to look at him. “What’s wrong, sir? Is there a problem?” “Yes, there’s a problem,” Marvin handing his phone to Stella. Stella took the phone and played the video on the screen. “Damian is with Fanny and sent my decoy women away,” Marvin said. “This could ruin my plan to get Damian heavily drunk.” Stella remained silent for a moment, her eyes still on the phone screen, watching the video of Damian chatting and laughing with a woman while occasionally sipping alcohol. “Is there a drink with a very high alcohol content?” Stella asked. “Something that can make someone drunk with just a little bit?” “Yes,” Marvin replied. “Hmm... I see they’re talking and drinking intermittently. Why don’t you have your people give Damian a drink with a high enough alcohol content to get him drunk? Just say it’s an apology drink from your contact who couldn’t meet him.”
Mia grabbed the door handle and pushed it open completely. She saw Fanny on top of Damian, unbuttoning his shirt. Fanny stopped when she heard the sound of the door opening. "What are you doing?!" Fanny glared at Mia angrily. Damian also looked at Mia, his eyes half-closed. "Hey, honey? Have you changed your mind? Want to give it to me now? Do you want to join in too? We'll play together?" "Disgusting," Mia muttered. "What, honey?" "Hm? N—nothing," Mia replied nervously. "Come on, get out! Don't bother me and my lover! I mean... your husband who is mine tonight," Fanny said with a smile, "I'll borrow your husband tonight, you can have him back tomorrow." "Take him if you want, I don't need a jerk like him." "Get out!" Fanny repeated. "I want to talk to Damian first," Mia said. "Don't worry, I won't take long. After this, you can continue whatever you were going to do with him. You can have him all to yourself." "Fine, hurry up!" Fanny replied annoyance. "Hurry, honey. Say w
As Stella knocked on Marvin's door, she smiled like a crescent moon after reading the message from Mia stating that her sister had successfully obtained Damian's signature. She intended to share this happy news with Marvin. Knock, knock, knock! Stella knocked on the door again, but there was no response whatsoever. She finally mustered the courage to open the door, but the room was empty. Marvin was nowhere to be seen. "Where is he at this hour? Why isn't he in his room?" Stella muttered. She turned and descended the stairs. "Could he be outside?" Stella found Marvin sitting casually with his legs stretched out on a long chair beside the swimming pool. He was gazing straight at the brightly lit sky, adorned with numerous stars. "You're not sleeping yet, Sir?" Stella asked. Marvin turned to look at Stella as she walked towards him. "I'm still here, obviously, meaning I haven't slept yet. Because if I had, I'd definitely be in my room with my eyes closed." Stella rolled her eyes
Stella closed her eyes as their noses touched, and Marvin had closed his too. Their lips finally met. Shortly after, Marvin pulled back and looked at Stella. His heart raced as he gazed at her face."W-We're still in the water, we'll catch a cold if we stay in the water like this late at night," Stella said nervously.Marvin didn't reply, only nodded. He gently lifted Stella and sat her on the pool's edge so she could get out easily.Stella reached out to help Marvin get out of the water."You'll fall if you help me get out. My body is bigger than yours," Marvin said. "We'll both end up back in the water again."Stella pouted, retracting her hand. "Next time, don't startle me like that! We're getting all wet in the middle of the night."Stella looked around and noticed a small cabinet not far from the pool. There were several towels inside. She grabbed one and walked over to where Marvin had already surfaced."I did tell you I like bothering you," Marvin said, smiling.Stella rolled h
Marvin entered his house after coming back from the office, heading towards the stairs to go upstairs."Sir? You're home?" greeted Miss Bertha."Obviously, or else I wouldn't be here," Marvin replied. "Has Stella eaten?" he said again.Miss Bertha frowned. "I thought she went with you to the office. I haven't seen her since this morning, sir.""You haven't seen Stella? Did she not leave her room?"Miss Bertha shook her head. "I haven't seen her since this morning. After preparing breakfast, I helped Mr. Halbert tidy up the backyard. I thought she went with you."Marvin didn't respond to Miss Bertha's words, instead quickly ascending the stairs and knocking on Stella's door."Stella? Are you in there?" Marvin asked while knocking on the door. There was no response from inside. "Stella? Are you in there? Can I come in?"Normally, Stella would respond immediately if she was inside, even if she was sleeping, because she was a light sleeper and easily awakened by disturbances."Is she out?
Stella, feeling much better than the previous day, emerged from her room and descended the stairs, mumbling to herself, "My dream last night was outrageous. I dreamed I slept with that pervert man."She walked to the dining room and sat down."Madam, are you feeling better?" Miss Bertha suddenly asked."Yes.""What would you like for breakfast?""Hmm, just some toast."Miss Bertha smiled and nodded. Normally, she would turn and go to attend to other tasks, but not this time. She stood by Stella's side, waiting for her to finish breakfast."Why are you still here? Do you want to join me for breakfast?" Stella asked.Miss Bertha shook her head. "Mr. Marvin said, I should make sure you eat all your breakfast and take your medicine.""He said that?"Miss Bertha nodded again. Stella smirked and continued eating her breakfast."I'm curious, Madam. You and Mr. Marvin love each other, so why did you just sleep together last night? Why have you been sleeping in separate rooms?"Stella, upon he