For the first time ever, an excited Arnold served his employer breakfast in bed. Not just him, even Lucy, Alejandro the cook and all the other domestic staff had been a bit worried when the very friendly, cheerful mistress of the house failed to appear in the kitchen even after ten in the morning. Life at the mansion hadn't been the same the other time when she left and so they didn't want her to leave once again. So when Maxwell called Arnold via phone around eleven thirty am, asking him to bring breakfast for two at the master bedroom, the worrisome looks on their faces were instantly replaced with happy ones. They exchanged excited looks with one another before letting out whoops of delight. They needed no fortune teller to tell them that it had finally happened. Their master had finally lured his wife to his bed! They might be mere servants but they had eyes and ears and were quite aware of what was going on between their master and mistress. And since they liked them both, they
The next few weeks that followed Maxwell's eventful birthday were like a honeymoon phase for the couple. They are always glued together whenever Maxwell is at home, kissing, making out, smooching and making love at any time of the day and at any place they find themselves. Be it in one of the many bedrooms of the mansion, living room, bathroom, kitchen, under the shower, in the Jacuzzi, garden— just any where they find themselves but their most favorite place for love making is the same swimming pool where they had shared their very first kiss.Having sex underwater had its own great appeal and that, coupled with the fact that the indoor swimming pool was the place where they shared their memorable first kiss, made it their go-to place for sex. But that's only when they are able to make it to the pool. Most times, they just end up getting it on wherever they are. They are just like two wild animals in heat as they find it so hard to keep their hands off each other.They had long sinc
Around one pm in the afternoon, Angelina received Maxwell's call, informing her that Janette was behind bars once again. And this time around, she'd definitely undergo a trial and be penalized accordingly because the incriminating evidence his guy found is enough to put the final nail on the coffin.To say Angelina was stunned is an understatement. Up till now, after spending almost a year as a billionaire CEO's wife, she still gets amazed over the wonders and magic money and power can perform. How could he have achieved the feat of returning her behind bars within just a few hours of getting out of it? At this rate, maybe she hadn't even been afforded the chance to reach her home before she was handcuffed once again! Oh the wonders of power, money and connections!!Once she and Alejandro finished preparing lunch, Angelina quickly took a bath, making sure to use a generous amount of the vanilla scented bathing gel which she noticed that Maxwell loved on her skin a lot. After applying
Maxwell growled and gripped his naked cock tightly with both hands as he felt it hardening and throbbing once again. Pointing it towards Angelina, he exclaimed in a raspy, hoarse voice. "God! Do you see what you do to me, Angie? Do you have any idea what you do to me? What you just did to me… and seeing you in my shirt— especially this sexy black silk one and this g-string…God! You have no inkling of just what you do to me, my angel. You can't even imagine it!"Emboldened by his words, Angelina hooked her arms around his neck, giving him a clear view of her partially exposed boobs which he so much loved. "Why don't you show me then?"Maxwell didn't need a second invitation. He abruptly pounced on her, kissing her passionately while gripping her butt and pulling her legs up against him, until they were firmly wrapped around his waist and his erect dick was directly poking into her g-string-covered pussy. Manoeuvring their joined bodies, he turned around until Angelina's back w
Angelina couldn't pinpoint the reason but immediately she heard what he said, she instantly became gloomy and her body felt very weak all of a sudden.What was happening to her? Why does she feel so gloomy and sad just because he announced that he's finally ready to go ahead with Isabella's burial? It's the right thing to do! This is a very good development and she should be rejoicing to hear about it! So why is she feeling sad? Why does she feel so bereft?But as she asked herself that question, a thought came to her mind. Isabella's funeral was what she had been waiting for all this while. In order to fulfill Isabella's last wish of being there for Maxwell when he needed her, she had planned to stay just until after the funeral. Because after that, he won't be needing her anymore. So after the funeral, they would both be free to move on with their lives separately.And she had known all these from the onset. That had been the plan ever since she decided to honor Isabella's last wish
Maxwell froze and in an instant, Angelina got a glimpse of the old Maxwell—- the cold, frosty and aloof Maxwell she knows all too well. With a stoic expression on his face, he abruptly pulled out his hand from the Duke's and without giving the couple a second look, he hastily turned around and started storming away in the opposite direction, pulling a reluctant Angelina along with him.But Dorothy Gallagher was determined. Forgetting all about decorum, she pulled her designer black dress up and ran as fast as her legs could carry her and didn't stop until she was standing right in front of Maxwell, effectively blocking his path. Then panting and heaving, she used both of her hands to grip one of his forearms tightly before speaking in an anxious tone, "Please son, just spare us a minute, will you? We're just here to offer our condolences to you. So please give us a chance, chico. Please!"Hearing her call him by the nickname given to him by the woman who had been his mother in t
It was just as if that was what Maxwell's parents had been desperately waiting for— a slight chance, a leeway to try and warm their way back into their only son's life. Because as soon as they got the chance, they gave it their all, sparing no effort in trying to make amends. Right from that eventful day of the funeral, there's no day that will pass by without either both of them, or Dorothy alone if Thomas happens to be too busy, coming to the M.J mansion and spending time with both Maxwell and Angelina. They usually come in the evenings when Maxwell had returned home from work.At first, all their conversations are usually dominated by Angelina and Thomas who had instantly clicked, being birds of the same feather. Just like Angelina, Thomas is also a very friendly, jovial and easygoing person. Another added bonus is that they had so much in common and so conversation flowed freely and easily between the two, with lots and lots of laughter in between while Maxwell and Dorothy only
Angelina and Maxwell were just about to board the latter's private jet when his best friend came bounding towards them with a box of Domino's Pizza in his hands. Panting and heaving as if he had run all the way to the airport, he thrusted the box into Maxwell's hands, making him to give him a quizzical look. But Ethan's eyes were on Angelina instead. "Hi Americano! Traveling and leaving me behind this time around, right? Is that a way to treat your own brother?"Angelina, who was standing right on the middle step of the air stairs turned around and gave him a huge grin. "Nope! Not at all! Forgive my mistake, bro. But thankfully, you're right on time! Come on in and let's go paint the whole of Croatia red!"Seeing Maxwell's reaction to Angelina's words, Ethan grinned surreptitiously. He loves pulling his friend's legs so he played along. "Sure! Not just red, but green, blue, yellow and all other colors of the world!"Just as expected, Maxwell sent him an icy glare, making