Since she was going to an Arabian party, Angelina decided to dress like one. So she went to the boutique that was situated close to the hotel they were staying in and with the help of one of the salesgirls, she chose a beautiful, long Emirati dress and used her own personal credit card to pay for it as she never uses Maxwell's black card for any of her personal needs.Upon reaching the hotel lobby, she met the two friends who came downstairs purposely to search for her. "Oops! Sorry, I forgot to inform you guys that I was going to get myself an Arabian dress! Afterall, they say 'when you come to Rome, do as the Romans do!' Right, Ethan?" "Oh, you're so on point Americano! I will even follow your lead! Where did you get the dress from? Do they have anything for handsome blokes like yours truly or is it only for gorgeous Americanos?"Angelina giggled. "Nope. I'm sure there's something that could fit such a tall, handsome young Adonis! The boutique is just adjacent to this hot
The first time they kissed, Angelina was a complete novice who had never been kissed by any man before so she didn't immediately kiss him back until she became a bit more confident of herself but not this time around. This time around, she wasn't a novice anymore and so she knows exactly what she wants and what she wants to give back. So when he kissed her like a ravenous lion, she instantly responded with equal vigour; kissing him back passionately and unrestrainedly…They hungrily kissed each other like they've been starving for a very long time. As if that was just what they've been waiting for since aeons ago. Like it was what they've both been anxious for, but set it aside; storing it away in deep, dark recesses where it has grown into something voracious and out of control…As they ravenously devoured each other's lips, kissing like their lives depended on it; as if that was their source of oxygen, everything in the background completely faded, even the slow, romantic music that
The weeks and months passed by with a jet's speed, and just like that, it was already five months since Maxwell and Angelina got married. By now, the bond between her and Isabella had become so strong that she doesn't even want to think about the future when they would have to separate from each other whether they liked it or not. Afterall, hers and Maxwell's marriage is a contract one with an expiration date and every passing day is bringing them closer and closer to that expiration date.Thinking about that makes Angelina so sad and gloomy and hence, she doesn't even like to think of it. She easily gets attached and when she does, she finds it very, very difficult to let go. Just like her dear pet Honey and best friend Alicia. She had gotten so attached to them that when Jeremy sought her help, she had given him the condition that it was only if the two of them come with her. And now, she had gotten quite attached to Isabella and she knew without any iota of doubt that when the time
Just like the other time, Angelina received a warm reception at the company she had worked in while disguised as the CEO's little man once upon a time. But unlike the previous visit, this time around she didn't stop to reminisce about the good old times she worked there as she had come here on a mission that required prompt action.When she got to the thirtieth floor, she didn't even stop to look at the decorations which were her handiwork as she headed straight to Mr. Bentley's office. Seeing her, he quickly got up and respectfully greeted her. "Good morning Mrs. Gal…I mean, Mrs. M.J. It's a pleasure to have you here." "It's a pleasure to see you too Aaron. Hope my husband is on seat? I need to see him now!"Mr. Bentley frowned. How on earth did the boss's wife know his first name? However, Angelina was too worried to realize her slip of tongue. All she cared about at the moment is talking to Maxwell so he could fire the betrayer's ass as soon as possible! "I'm sorry
All of a sudden, Angelina felt herself being roughly shoved away. She gasped at the sudden, unexpected action while staggering from the impact. Luckily, she was just lightly pushed away, without much force so she didn't fall or accidentally hit anything.With widened eyes, she looked up at the culprit, who was also looking at her with an aloof, cold and indifferent expression on his face. "Rehearsal time is over. Now back to reality. What makes you think you can barge in here and say what you feel like about my trusted employee and expect to be believed?"Angelina had never been more stunned in her life. She just couldn't believe her ears or eyes. All that…what he just did to her— pulling her into his arms, nuzzling his face into her hair, hugging her tightly and calling her his little man, were all just part of play acting?! He was just having a rehearsal?! Unbelievable!!But whether or not she found it hard to believe, the evidence was right there in front of her— he's now bac
Two days later, Angelina and Isabella were in the latter's study room, both deeply engrossed in their various activities when the person they least expected to see at that time of the day knocked before walking in. While Angelina was occupied with Isabella's laptop, trying her hands on some programming, Isabella was busy drawing in a secluded corner so that nobody can see what she's drawing, using the software program Maxwell designed specially for her after discovering that she had talents.That was how Maxwell walked in and met them. Isabella's eyes instantly widened as she queried, "Da-da?!"But Maxwell wasn't paying attention to her. His gaze was focused on one person and one person only ever since he walked in— Angelina! His signature sunglasses were hiding his eyes from view and so Angelina couldn't read the expression in his eyes— that's if there's any at all. But what was he doing? Why was he looking at her as if she was the only one he had eyes for? She thought he had a
Later that same day at night, Angelina kept tossing and turning on her very comfortable bed. But try as hard as she may, sleep eluded her. All she could see when she closed her eyes was Maxwell's face when he uttered those profound, heartfelt words of gratitude to her. She had seen him looking aloof and indifferent, she had seen him looking cold and distant, she had seen him looking livid and furious, she had seen him looking tormented and devastated and she had seen him looking aroused and lustful. In short, she had seen him in different kinds of moods, bearing different kinds of expressions on his prepossessing face but not that kind she saw earlier in the day. Not that warm, profound, earnest, highly touched and gracious expression she witnessed in Isabella's study room earlier on.And that pulled the strings of her womanly heart. It didn't just make him look even more handsome and attractive, but also made him seem more approachable, more loving, more lovable. If only he could ke
Like the previous times, he kissed her like a starved man. Like a man who had been denied his means of survival for so long. Like a beast in heat. Like she was the only thing and only one he had ever wanted in his entire life…And all the while his lips were engaging hers in a scorching french kiss, his erotic hands were kept busy as well, wandering all over the places they could reach in her body. Cupping her boobs, caressing her bare thighs, stroking her arms, pulling her hair down and running his fingers through it… But Angelina wasn't holding back as well. It was as if the beast in him aroused the wild cat in her as she kissed him back with the vigour of a tigress. She was becoming bolder and bolder with every kiss they shared and now, she kissed him with a passion that rivalled his own.And when she snaked her hands into his bathrobe and touched his bare chest, Maxwell let out a deep moan and instantly, the rhythm and tempo of the kiss changed.It was as if that single touch; th