Natash's POVWhen Jaclyn Dills sealed my lips with his, his dominant tongue forcefully invaded my mouth.I realized how quickly I succumbed, without the slightest struggle.I love this man, perhaps for too long, and loving him has become a habit. When he touches me, the long-suppressed palpitations in my heart emerge like spring buds breaking through the soil.Jaclyn Dills' kiss wasn't gentle; it was intense, even harsh, with a punishing undertone.His lips and tongue carried a depth that pressed against my throat, grinding, pressing, pulling.I couldn't resist; since the day we got married, there hasn't been equality in this aspect. If he desires, refusal is not an option.The blouse provided convenience; with a gentle tug from Jaclyn Dills, the buttons fell to the carpeted floor in front of the sofa, unheard.We collapsed onto the sofa, and Jaclyn Dills' lips slid from the corner of my mouth.A wet, desire-laden kiss trailed along my jawline, nibbling, licking, gently and forcefully
Natash's POVIn fact, he did drink a lot, to the point of being extremely intoxicated.Although Jaclyn Dills' gaze remained clear, my mind was already muddled, unable to distinguish the present from any other night.After he got thoroughly drunk, he loved to talk, revealing all those innermost thoughts that were usually kept hidden.However, in all the time I've known him, there have been few occasions when he was truly drunk, and I had the privilege of witnessing his level of intoxication; Morris was the first, and up until now, I was the second.I felt somewhat uneasy under his gaze, and my entire body seemed to be covered in goosebumps.His eyes were fixed on me, and after a moment, they suddenly changed, appearing clear but increasingly tender.That tenderness, I thought, could drip like water.I had never seen Jaclyn Dills like this before, and I couldn't quite grasp it. I reached out to pull his arm, advising, "It's cold outside, and it's snowing. Let's go in."My hand didn't bu
Natash's POV When I opened my eyes, the room was still somewhat dark, even darker than the night before. I turned my head slightly, and the thick curtains in the bedroom were tightly closed. It was only when I moved a bit that I realized my whole body felt as if it had been run over by a truck, sore and aching. Certain areas still had a tingling pain, but it was refreshing. The memories of our entanglement last night were filled with sweat, and in that sticky dampness, desires had flourished. Now fully awake, I suddenly felt foolish, as if all my convictions had been abandoned in an instant just because of Jaclyn Dills' "I love you." Yet, looking back, that declaration seemed vague, especially coming from a man immersed in passion and heavily intoxicated. Despite the all-encompassing soreness, the several moments of madness from last night were undeniably filled with ultimate pleasure. Thinking about it, every fiber of my being seemed to involuntarily twitch. I closed my eyes,
Natasha's POVI naturally had no idea that Jaclyn Dills had such a mindset.Now, I truly feel like I've been through the wringer, unable to move a single strand of hair as Jaclyn Dills bathes me, wipes my body, and casually massages and applies oil.He helps me into a bathrobe and dries my hair.I let Jaclyn Dills handle the entire process, behaving exceptionally well. It's as if I've suddenly gained enlightenment, and Jaclyn Dills takes care of me effortlessly.He tidies me up, carries me downstairs, places me in a chair in the dining room, serves breakfast in front of me, and then sits beside me, eagerly watching me eat. It really startles me.To be precise, this is no longer breakfast; I glance at the antique clock in the living room corner, and it's already past ten.What embarrasses me is that I remember we started our activities from the living room last night, and it was so intense – floor-to-ceiling windows, carpets, stairs. It shouldn't be so organized and neat now.The house
Jaclyn's POVI furrowed my brow lightly, "Go back to work?"I'm quite traditional, especially now, when I'm absolutely enamored with my Natash. If my Luna starts working, coming home won't be the same as the past two years. However, I'm not foolish.After two years, my Luna has developed a bit of a temper. It's not like before when she would do whatever I said.Truth be told, it's more about me being soft-hearted. I can't bear to see my Luna unhappy, and outright rejecting her is something I find hard to do.But agreeing goes against my principles. After a moment of consideration, I said, "What kind of job are you looking for?"I know Natash studied business at university, and her business program is quite renowned. My Luna's educational background is something to be proud of, but I can't help but worry.Natash, with her gentle personality, might be easily taken advantage of in the business world.Just recently, during that dinner we attended, it was clear that her boss treated Natash
Catherine's POVIt was a little after three in the afternoon, and the snow had stopped. The sunlight broke through the clouds and cast a warm and subtle glow on us, creating a radiant halo against the backdrop of the snow-covered pine trees.The scene looked particularly eye-catching and seemingly happy. However, in Catherine's eyes, who stood in the adjacent courtyard, that happiness ignited a hidden envy.I naturally knew Natash Yael had returned. In fact, I never imagined that Natash Yael would be the biggest obstacle in my life. From the past until now, Natash Yael has been like a lingering shadow.When my sister went to great lengths to introduce Jaclyn Dills to me, I knew that this man would be the one for me in this lifetime.Always holding my head high, known as the "Ice Queen" at school, I carefully presented myself to Jaclyn Dills. I had to showcase not only my elegant beauty but also make him recognize my abilities.I was well aware that a man like Jaclyn Dills, from a top-
Natasha's POVEven in casual attire, there was not a flaw to be found in the makeup on her face.Actually, I think Catherine is quite clever, but sometimes her intelligence goes overboard, making her appear a bit foolish. She believes she's being discreet, but little does she know that her actions have laid bare all her thoughts.I'm a bit puzzled, to be honest. I've been watching these two for the past two years, and there has always been a hint of romantic tension between them.I left at just the right time to give them space, so I was convinced that my divorce application would likely find a place in Jaclyn Dills's heart. However, after two years, they still maintain that ambiguous relationship.Could it be that the period of ambiguity between this man and woman has dragged on for a bit too long?Jaclyn Dills smiled lightly, "I heard from our station manager that you're planning a new program. I thought you should be too busy to be idle at home."Catherine casually adjusted her hai
Jaclyn's POVI suddenly realized that my Luna wasn't always a passive and introverted person.At this moment, she had a sharpness to her, but it wasn't about the place. Moreover, I didn't like her ambiguous remarks."Speak plainly. Do you think there's something between Catherine and me?"Natash Yael turned her head to look out of the window, subtly changing the topic, "Where we are going doesn't seem like the way back home."I gently shook my head, "I really don't know where your mind is wandering. Didn't we agree to go shopping for clothes?"Although I sensed that something was off between my Luna and Catherine, if she didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to press further.In my understanding, Catherine was a completely unrelated outsider to our marriage. So, sometimes, men's self-righteousness was often the root of trouble.Natash Yael and I had been married for a year, but this was the first time we went shopping together.It was already past eight in the evening, the cold