CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN: A TEMPTING NIGHT WITH WINNIFRED.

A TEMPTING NIGHT WITH WINNIFRED.

Ares.

Exactly what I didn't want to happen was happening.

I decided to push away the thoughts of the paparazzi and what their headline would read once they saw me carrying my wife delicately.

I was still in thought when…

“No no no, I haven't finished my drink”. Winnifred said, hitting me on my chest. I chose to ignore her and kept moving like I couldn't hear her.

“Can't you hear me? I said I haven't finished my drink”. She continued hitting me with all her might.

But it felt like she was throwing feathers at me because I couldn't feel a thing.

Her next action surprised me…

“I-have-nt-fi-nished-my-drink kkk”. She said again, throwing a tantrum as she began crying.

She was really acting like a baby and I found it really cute.

“When we get to the villa I'll give you another drink, is that ok with you?” I asked her immediately we got into the limo in a bid to pacify her.

“Yes yes yes, I'll love that”. She replied like a baby as she immediately wiped he