at the 'CH Shelter Home'

The room was dimly illuminated by the morning sun rays that were filtering through the curtains of the windows. There, on the bed, were the couple sleeping. Their legs were tangled with each other and his arms were securely wrapped around her small frame.

After some time, he started stirring from his peaceful slumber. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock to see it was seven in the morning. He sighed and then his gaze fell on the beauty sleeping next to him. He propped on his left elbow and started taking in her features. Her face was beautiful and serene, her pink plump lips that were parted slightly and were inviting him. So, he leaned in and placed a feather light kiss on them. A cute little frown was formed on her forehead due to the slight disturbance in her slumber. And he smiled at that. She was too cute for her own good. His gaze then fell onto the duvet that was barely covering his wife's chest, showcasing a large amount of the perky skin beneath it. And he licked his lips and tried to control himself from devouring her again. She must be sore now. He had never thought that he would ever be able to devour her, thinking about how their first

meeting was.

(FLASHBACK)

'CH Shelter Home'

It was the day of a charity function. He had organized it so that the rich elite class people would donate some of their money by taking part in the auction, which would help the poor, homeless and abandoned animals to thrive. This shelter home was inaugurated by him, so, he was invited as the chief guest and he was always the biggest donor as well. He got out of his car and headed towards the entrance of the shelter home where he was warmly welcomed. When he got inside, his eyes fell on a girl, a beautiful girl. Standing there alone, she was scheming through her phone. A cute frown set on her face. A beautiful yet simple black sundress was adorned by her which ended just above her knees, showing off her legs. She was not that tall, maybe five feet and three inches of height. Her porcelain skin was glowing under the lights.

The black clothing was like a beautiful contrast to her skin. He had a sudden urge to look into her eyes. But she was too much engrossed with that stupid phone of hers. He wanted to reach to her, shove that phone under the ground and lift her face to make her look into his eyes. But he refrained himself as he did not want to startle her. Then, she finally put her phone down and looked around like she was searching for something or rather someone. And then her eyes fell on him as if sensing his intense gaze on her. Her face suddenly held an expression of shock, like she could not believe her eyes. Her face contorted into a hard frown as she pinned him with her steely gaze. And he, on the other hand, seemed to be confused. He could not understand what had he ever done to her for her to look at him like she wanted to murder him. Because they were going to meet for the first time.

Then, she averted her gaze and started walking away. And he could not stop himself from going behind her. She went to the water dispenser and started filling a cup. He also came behind her and started talking. "Hi. I am Cain." She did not acknowledge him, let alone answering him. So, he continued.

"May I know your name?" Again, no answer. "Hey, I am talking to you." He said, exasperated. This time, she tilted her head in his direction. "So?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him. He was all the more confused now. But most of all, he was angry now as he was disrespected. And he could never take disrespect. His glare became hard on her. "What is your name?" This time, it was a demand. And she was not the best known for taking demands or commands from anyone.

"It is none of your business." She said glaring back at him. He held her arm in a vice grip and asked in a deep tone, "Have we ever met before and you have a bad experience with me for you to behave like this?" "Behave like what?" She feigned innocence. He gritted his

teeth. She had the nerve! "Like a brat." He said making her temper worse. "So now you are implying that I am acting like a brat? Then why talk to me? Leave me." She said trying to get out of his hold. But he did not budge. "Leave my arm this very instant." She said with a warning.

But that too did not affect him. So, as a last resort, she

drowned the cup of water onto his face and he left her

arm abruptly. Taking that as an opportunity, she ran away.

And he stood there, wet all over from the water. He was looking at the direction where she ran to when two people came running towards him. They looked nervous. "Sir, are you okay? We are so sorry. How did this happen sir?" Asked Mr. McCenna, the manager of the shelter home. "Go, prepare the VIP room for Mr. Hutton." He ordered his assistant who was looking at the both of them timidly and

scurried away quickly taking in his order. "Don't worry sir. I will find out who the worker was and fire her right away." He said with a determined look on his face.

"Don't bother, Mr. McCenna. It was just an accident." The manager was shocked hearing this coming from his cold and stone-hearted boss. Was that girl someone special to Mr. Hutton? Only God knew. But now he was rest assured that he would not be fired by him for hiring workers who lacked professionalism like it was going to happen the last time. "Sir, the VIP room is ready." His assistant came near them and said. "Mr. Hutton. Please come." He politely ushered him. Though he went with the manager, his mind was still lingering on the girl. Her feisty nature had somehow snatched his attention. Most girls would just throw themselves at him, and he would just disregard them. But she was different,....unique. He had never once been entranced by someone this much. But as his eyes fell on her, his insides were turned into haywire. Never in his twenty six years of living, he had been into anyone or in any kind of romantic relationship. But when his gaze stopped at her, it seemed as though it was time for that record to break. However, she was needed to be tamed first and he would do that, gladly. He smirked at that. He would tame that little but hell of a fire, and would make her his, forever. He cleaned up quickly and left. He had a task at hand which he had to execute.

*****

She started stirring in her sleep. Because her sleep was being disturbed by him as he was subconsciously, running his fingers up and down her face, chest and stomach. Seeing her eyes fluttering open, he quickly rolled off to his side and started pretending to be asleep. A few seconds later, he felt some movement beside him. And then his little wife was snaking her arms around his midriff and snuggling her face to his side. She even placed a feather light kiss on his right shoulder, then, on his head and sniffed him. He was trying his best to supress the amused smile that was forcing its way to his lips. This little vixen never failed to amuse him. That was why he named her little amuse. His little amuse.

Not able to control himself anymore, he turned to her and that act of his, startled her and she let out a shriek of surprise. She retracted her arms from around him and was going back to her side when he held her by her tiny waist and pulled her even closer so that their bare chests were now touching, leaving the duvet somewhere dangling near their legs.

Her cheeks started burning. A blush covered her face. When he moved slightly, his chest got rubbed against her pebbled peaks and the hair on the nape of her neck raised in attention.

He leaned in and gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead and pulled away, much to her dislike. When he started getting off the bed, she wanted to grab his hand and pull him into her but she did not want to look desperate infront of him. So, she just let him go. When he entered the bathroom, she fell back on the bed, closed her eyes and tried to get her erratic breathing back to normal. In the bathroom, he tried to control his raging little buddy by using his hands. The sight of his wife, naked, did nothing but gave him a hard on. But no matter how much he wanted to get his release and make love to her, he knew that how much tired she was last night. She must be sore as well. And he could not hurt her. He would make all the love to her, but when she would be okay with it. Though he was not sure if he loved her or not, as he had never loved anyone before, he was now certain that she meant everything to him.