Lucius’s happiness during our trip to Sri Lanka could probably be studied for its absurd levels. The man who boarded the plane with me was completely different from the one who got off—full of jokes, laughter, and constantly touching me. Of course, it would be silly to complain after all the reckles
He was shameless. Still, I had to accept that I'd married a shameless man and learn to work with that. Marriage was all about compromise, right?"I don't see why we can't do both. During the day, we enjoy the wonders of Sri Lanka, and at night… we do what you want," I offered.Lucius's interest spar
I ultimately agreed because I wanted to enjoy those breathtaking views that were worth every moment. Those three days flew by, and now, in just a few hours, it was time to say goodbye and catch our flight to the Maldives.Or at least, that was the plan—if Lucius could stop pounding me like a broken
Our long-awaited arrival in paradise felt more like the beginning of our first big fight as a married couple. Surprised? Not at all. Not even I should have been shocked that our argument had reached this level. Our marriage was practically a recipe for disaster, and it was showing its true colors.D
"Good news, my period started. My brilliant plan to trap you with an unwanted baby, neither by you nor by me, didn't work. How tragic, right?" I dripped sarcasm.I heard an irritated huff from my husband."Don't put on your pajamas. I've made a dinner reservation for us at one of the resort's restau
My current state: heartbroken, not hungry. I finished the multi-course dinner alone at the underwater restaurant, and now, I was slowly making my way back to our hotel room. As expected, Lucius hadn't returned. After dragging me out of the comfort of my bed for dinner, he had left me to eat alone.H
"What a pair we are, huh? Two undiagnosed alcoholics."I didn't get a response, just more snores. I couldn't stay like this all night with Lucius's weight on top of me, so I gathered all the strength I could to push him off. It wasn't easy—it took effort—but after a struggle, I finally managed to fr
Trust was the foundation of any marriage, but could anyone really blame me for thinking Lucius was hiding more from me? It was crazy enough that he was my stepmother's son and that we'd actually gotten married—a complete absurdity I was well aware of.What I wasn't aware of were the secrets he still