All Chapters of His Runaway Angel : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

They hadn’t had sex since they moved back to the house. Hana knew her husband was abstaining for her sake, but how could she tell him she was horny? As confident as she had grown in the bedroom, even using words like cock, dick and pussy, she was still reserved about a few things. He had told her how much he loved it when she took control, but most times, she couldn’t bring herself to be in charge.Hana tried to slip out of bed, but Kyle’s arm curled around her middle. His snore told her he was still asleep. Sometimes, he slept heavily. Other times, even the littlest things woke him up. She smothered a moan as his hand lowered to her ass and squeezed. They had fucked so much he knew her body as well as she did. Shifting her leg to get a better position on the bed, she hissed when her limb brushed something firm. His dick. Kyle was always the one taking care of her needs, what if she did it this time? She tore herself from his arms without waking

Hana watched the clock like a hawk waiting for its prey. Kyle told her he would be home by 5 pm. It was just 4:58 pm, and she was already at the door. When it finally hit 5 pm, she opened the door and poked her head outside. It was empty. Laughing at herself, she withdrew into the house and shut the door. Even if he finished by 5, he wouldn’t automatically be here by that time. Traffic might delay him, some meetings might extend. She had to be more patient. But she missed her husband. The love of her life. Kyle loved her. God, he loved her. That was her dream come true. To find her real life prince charming, a man who adored her. But not only had she found a man who adored her, she found a man who would worship the ground she walked on, move the earth to ascertain her happiness.What if Kyle really didn’t mean it? Well, she could ask him. They promised to always talk to each other. Heading to her room, she paused when her laptop pinged. She had spent

“Come home early today, okay?” Angel said.“Why?” Calvin asked. Calvin’s tie was undone, same as the buttons on his sleeves. The box of cufflinks was open, but he didn’t worry too much about it. Angel fixed his tie with a smile on his lips. This was a routine he could get used to. The domesticated life was become more appealing as the days passed. She picked up his cufflinks, and he held onto her hands for a moment to kiss her.“You didn’t say why.” “Because I want to see my husband,” she said. He made a sound like uh-huh. “Does it need to be a special occasion before I want to see my man an hour earlier than before?”“You want me here an hour earlier?” he asked.“Well… it’s not necessary,” she began. His arms wrapped around her waist, and he pushed her gently so she could sit on the edge of the table. “But it

In the morning, Calvin woke his wife up with a kiss to her cheek. She turned, her eyes fluttering open as her lips stretched in a smile. Her nipples were erect. He leaned down, claiming her lips as he toyed with them. “Baby,” Angel moaned against his lips. He pulled back to smile down at her. “Hey.” “Hey, sleep well?” he asked. “Very well,” his wife replied. She pushed herself up, about to pull the sheet over her nakedness, but he grabbed it. She pouted. “Don’t you have to be at work already?” “Yes, princess. But I promised to take you to the hospital, didn’t I?” At his words, Angel nodded. Calvin also wanted to have a word with Lance, to be sure if his suspicions were right. And there was one more thing to ask his wife. “The publisher that approached you. What name did you give them? Your pen or real name?”“Pen name,&rdquo

Calvin’s heart skipped. He almost dropped his wife’s hand but recovered quickly. To be fair, she was looking better than she did when he dropped her at his parents in the morning. But he didn’t want to pressure her into speaking about something she wasn’t ready for. Today had been a shitshow with the appointment of Mr Anderson as the new co-CEO with KJ. He couldn’t even be at the meeting due to his schedule, so he had followed the whole process via zoom.“Are you sure?” he asked, passing her a side glance. She popped some popcorn and peanut into her mouth and nodded. That combination wasn’t one he would have considered, but his wife looked happy to have it. “When we get home then, yeah?” “Yeah. When we get home,” she replied.They continued in quiet until they were in the parking lot. She went for the door, but he held her wrist. “Don’t worry. I’ll get it.”