Best Defense

At some point...

Yesterday was an amazingly thrilling night for me. My manly husband, as always, always fucked me mercilessly. Gave me the best night of my life as long as I married her. Well, that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy our previous nights, it's just that last night was more special.

I turned my head and found a sexy creature sleeping next to me. His hands hugged my stomach while his feet wrapped around my feet. He's so calm and peaceful. A series of problems that occurred later made us almost in the fog and lost direction. I was of course disappointed when I found out she was covering something up from me, and I honestly wanted her to be more open. Gave me a chance to go further into his life. But I soon realized that she was doing all that she wanted to protect me. It would be unfair if I were to constantly whine while he was desperately looking after me.

The guilt that rained down on my chest as I stared at her deep, tired face. He is suffering from something heavy because of someone's actions. In my heart I curse Dave's actions that could leave chaos in the company. I mean, I don't know what his motive was for doing all that, but whatever the reason he shouldn't have to go that far. Sean is his cousin.

I glanced at the wall clock that showed the number eight in the morning. Remembering that today I have to make sure of something in the office for the preparation of Paris Fashion Week, I intend to get ready soon. I slowly lifted her hand from my stomach and moved to the side of the bed, then went down.

"Hey, come back." Sean's hoarse and heavy voice rang out calling me out of bed.

I smiled and glanced at the male man watching me with a lazy look wearing his shirt I had just picked up from the floor, then linked his buttons. "I have to get ready to go to the office and I'll prepare your breakfast this morning." I turned around, leaving the top three shirt buttons open and galloping a few steps until standing on the edge of the bed.

I watched her hair fall apart as it was my fingers that held her tightly all night, part of her scrumptious body was covered by a blanket, and the soft grin that adorned her lips looked very voluptuous. It makes me nervous and trembling.

Suddenly I wanted to spend the whole day under the blanket with her warm hands hugging me. I don't know how my passion is so quickly called every time I get close to him, but I'm sure it must be because of his taste that is very delicious. No matter how much satisfaction he gives, I never really feel enough.

"not anymore. My job is waiting." I said in response to his naughty grin seducing me. "I have to make sure everything's perfect before Denise leaves tonight, and I'm a little tired."

"Oh, huh? I thought you'd never feel tired for me, Franda." He grinned again while observing my face that might be blushing now due to his oceanic eye gaze. "One more time to encourage you, dear?" continued.

My laughter came off instantly like a teenager who was crazy, and then I shook my head. I observed his inching movements sitting on the edge of the bed before he extended a hand to grab me.

His fingers slowly slipped wildly into the part between my thighs while he pulled me closer. I smiled, then realized I had to stop the action before I called further and followed him to lie in bed all day.

"You're very tempting. Do you know that?" muttered. Then looked up at my eyes while her lips kissed my stomach.

My mouth was high and I nodded. My fingers stretched out to tidy up her hair, trying to make it seem more worthy of viewing.

"You must be able to tame your passion, Sean" I said flirtatiously, as I felt butterflies flying around my stomach. His mischievous hand squeezed the softness of my thigh that was sandwiched between his two thighs.

Instead of listening to my words, he kissed me again, and now his mouth rose until it almost reached my chest. I was unable to take my eyes off her while my fingers continued down her hair. I was amazed that such a powerful man seemed to be under my control, or at least that was what I could catch from our current position.

Realizing that he had no intention of stopping, I decided to hold him back. "Take your clothes." I cupped him in the face and pulled him to look at me, then gave him a short kiss. "I'll make breakfast."

"Nothing." I giggled as I shook my head slowly before forcing myself to leave him. "Hurry up, or you won't get your breakfast." I muttered one last time, then turned and stepped over while linking one more button of the shirt.

I had heard him mutter something vague as I slowly closed the door of the room, but I let him and smiled amusedly all the way to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, I found Miss Diana and Daisy sitting at the mini bar, enjoying a delicious sandwich as their breakfast menu. When I got closer and realized my presence, they screamed in excitement.

"Mrs!" exclaimed Miss Diana, then walked up to me as fast as lightning.

I chuckled at the flirtatious widow's behavior that I hadn't seen in a month. I opened my hand to receive his embrace. "How are you, flirty widow?" selorohku.

He frowned, but immediately a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Good, as always." he murmured. "I miss you, you know."

"Classic." I reply sarcastically. I turned my eyes to Daisy who looked still timid. I have not been too close to the workers in this house, other than Miss Diana of course. "Daisy, are you okay?"

He smiled and then nodded. "Yes, Madam. I'm fine."

I turned to Miss Diana while raising both of my eyebrows, lucky she still remembered the unwritten rules I had set for her. He clucked once, spread his gaze toward the top floor where my room was, then he raised his head and spoke softly to Daisy.

I could hardly help but laugh as I watched her expression that was completely similar to those of gossiping mothers. "It's a secret" he whispered, being careful with his eyes watching the upper floors. "If there is no Mr. Handsome, call him Franda" he said, pointing his finger at me.

Daisy glanced at me with a hesitant smile, and I responded by raising eyebrows and shoulders, then returning her smile.

As they finished breakfast, I stepped towards the cabinet. With my cooking ability that could be said to be completely empty, I decided to take two bowls from the cabinet and fill them with cereal, then pour milk into the bowl. I placed the two bowls on the dining table in opposite positions, only to anticipate the surge of passion that would occur if I sat next to Sean.

Today I really have to go to the office and I don't want my schedule today to be messed up considering there's still a lot of work to be done. In addition to the Paris Fashion Week issue, I also needed to check out some boutique development reports during my time in Queensland. Actually Denise regularly emailed me reports of her work, but still seeing it in person would be more satisfying.

While waiting for Sean to come down, I opened the phone and saw two incoming messages on the screen. The first message was sent by Denise reminding me that I should come today. Reading the second message, I frowned. From Nino.

..."Can we meet? There are some things I want to say. It concerns your husband. Please let me know if you have time."...