Calista didn't do too well in the cold. That's why she barely ventured out in winter. She preferred to drive when traveling domestically. It was rare for her to be out in the elements braving the cold.Lucian pulled her into his arms and guided her into the passenger seat."Get in."The car was still running and seemed warm. Calista wanted to ignore it all and jump out of the car without a second thought. But, her rationality was still intact despite the chill."My colleagues are still here."They weren't back in Capeton where they could go their separate ways after work.They were all residing in the same hotel and were going to have dinner together. It wouldn't be a good look for her to leave them stranded unless she decided to quit her job at the museum."There was a car accident back there. The roads had already been cleared when I arrived. Your ride should be here soon."Just as he finished speaking, a sedan pulled up before them. The driver rolled down the window and spok
Lucian's answer had Calista assuming that he had gotten the house for a business trip."So, why did you get it then? Wouldn't renting a space or staying at a hotel be more convenient?"Not only was it more convenient, there was no need for them to clean up after themselves either."It's more comfortable to live in a house you own. You don't have to worry about whether or not the sheets had been changed or if the previous guest had used the kettle for something."Calista was at a loss for words. She couldn't understand what was going on in the minds of business tycoons.She straightened her seat slightly and turned to study the buildings on either side of the street. They were completely different from the ones back in Capeton. It was currently only 6:30 in the evening but it was already dark out.The property Lucian had bought out was located in the bustling area downtown. There was a night market downstairs with military police standing guard. Despite it being a little noisy
Calista was puzzled at first. She had been in a somewhat drowsy state. But now, she was wide awake after Lucian had schemed to sweep her into his groove. It was now settling in like a smack to the face.But, Lucian had indeed got her right where he wanted her. She had been too tired to move from the start. Now, she was lying in a soft bed enveloped by warmth while enjoying his massage. It gave her even less motivation to move. Her wavering willpower had all but fallen apart.When Lucian noticed that there was a sign of compromise, he continued to compel her in low whispers."There's a clothing store downstairs. You'll still have to go downstairs even if you want to go back to the hotel. We can go take a look. We'll decide what to do next if you don't find anything suitable."Calista was silent. If she spent the night here, she would have to be up an hour early the next morning to head back to the hotel to meet with her colleagues.She had the option of waking up early or staying
Calista made a trip to the supermarket before heading upstairs. Lucian had intended to follow her. But, she refused by claiming she wanted to surprise him.The man's gaze once again fell on the shopping bags, particularly the thin fabric inside. He had constantly been sneaking glances at it the entire way back. His face would turn red every time he did so.She was suddenly going to a supermarket after buying lingerie and refused to let him go with her. Lucian could already guess what it was she was going to do.It wasn't their first time. He was no longer an innocent virgin either. However, this was the first time their "play time" was this suggestive.Lucian nervously tightened his grip on the handle of the shopping bag. He only barely repressed the blood-pumping image he had in his head.While he was still lost in his thoughts, Calista came out of the supermarket with the items she bought in hand. She patted him on the shoulder when she noticed him standing under the streetlamp
The situation was progressing very wildly. Calista had been caught off guard by his question. "Touch … Touch what?"Her body was far more honest than what she was expressing through speech. Her hand had lifted on reflex as she asked the question.Without waiting for her to make a move, Lucian leaned in and pressed his lips against the woman's forehead before gradually moving downward. The warm sensation against her skin felt like a dragonfly gently flying across the water. The heater had been turned up a little high. The room didn't feel cold even without a blanket.Lucian kissed her on her lips. The woman was soft and warm. Every breath she exhaled brushed against his face, leaving behind warm condensation that immediately cooled. The sensation made him tighten his hold on her arms. Calista belonged to him. He had been in love with her for 11 years. And now, she finally belonged to no one else but him.She would be known as Mrs. Northwood, the Madam, or the president's wife.
The next day, Calista's biological clock woke her up from her deep sleep. Her arms felt so weak that she almost couldn't lift them. The moment she opened her eyes, she was greeted by Lucian's flawlessly handsome face still relaxed with slumber. The memories of what happened the night before instantly pierced through her hazy thoughts. She quickly recalled how this scumbag had cruelly tormented her.Calista's expression darkened. She kicked the still sleeping Lucian who was clinging onto her with one swift motion.The man had been kicked awake. He opened his eyes to find Calista hurrying into the bathroom. He touched his aching hips, courtesy of her kick, and couldn't help but smile. He habitually fished for his wristwatch placed by the bedside table and realized it was time to get up. So, he got out of bed after peeling off the covers.While Calista was baring her teeth at him for the suffering he made her endure, Lucian was in high spirits and refreshed from having eaten his
Calista paused and scanned her surroundings. She couldn't find Lucian in the crowd. "We're still at the gallery we were just at."They were meticulous when studying the pieces and had only got through three exhibits in half an hour. They were barely 60 feet away from where they had just been when he left. Their large numbers and distinctive features should've stood out against the sea of foreign faces.Lucian's breaths grew heavier but his voice softened."Can you send me your location? I had to go take a call. So, I went a little too far out. I can't find my way back."His voice was naturally deep and magnetic. The soft tones made him sound even more doting. Calista teased him while sending him their location."I didn't know you were so directionally challenged, Mr. Northwood.""I'm not very good with foreign architecture. I often couldn't find my way to class when I was studying abroad.""Do you remember which gallery we were in just now?"Calista's tone was lighthearted.
Calista fell silent. She was just about to hang up when she heard Timothy's voice in the background."It's time for dinner, Yaya."She had a few run-ins with Timothy. As far as she could remember, he was someone who always maintained a distant and indifferent attitude. She had never heard him sound so gentle.Yara immediately knew Calista had gotten the wrong idea when she saw the look on her face. The former pulled the latter's attention back to her."He's calling for the dog, not me. Stop it with that stupid look on your face.""You call the dog Timothy Howard and Mr. Howard calls it Yaya. Is the dog part of your play? What hardcore stuff have you been getting into?""It's a long story. I'll tell you the details the next time we meet."Thinking about the reason behind naming the dog Timothy Howard riled her up. Even her mother referred to her as Yaya now. She thought she was calling for the dog.Yara glanced at Timothy who had bent over to pour out some dog food. His shirt an