LOGINThe first time getting drunk had caused Malikha to forget most of what had happened the night before. She could barely remember anything she had done while intoxicated. Only brief flashes and scattered memories crossed her mind. She knew Aidan had been the one who picked her up. She also remembered him carrying her into the villa, but after that, everything became a blur.Waking up in the same bed as Aidan early that morning had left Malikha stunned and flushed with embarrassment. But the moment Aidan opened his eyes, reality struck her once again. Aidan was merely an illusion she desperately wanted to have.Now Malikha stood in front of the large mirror above the luxurious sink inside Aidan Caesar’s bathroom. She remained frozen for several moments until she finally remembered why she had decided to drink last night.Aidan’s words and expression when he told her he hated her inside the wine storage room had carved themselves deeply into her heart. Her eyes wandered around the elegant
Malikha moved even closer, as if she were teasing Aidan, though there was something irresistibly adorable about the way she did it. Aidan cupped her face again and kissed her deeply, his growing desire impossible to hide now. One of his hands continued to roam along Malikha’s incredibly soft back, savoring every touch.“Why does it feel hotter in here…? Has winter already ended?” Malikha asked with complete seriousness, her question so innocent that it only intensified Aidan’s desire. A smile tugged at his lips.“Have you ever been intimate with someone before?” Aidan whispered against her lips.Malikha slowly shook her head.“You probably do it a lot, huh?” she asked innocently. Whenever she was drunk, Malikha became painfully honest and unguarded.Aidan couldn’t stop touching and kissing her. His revenge no longer mattered at all. Right now, the only thing consuming him was Malikha.“Do you want to do it now?” he asked teasingly, his voice low and seductive.“I heard it can make you
Malikha became even more adorable when she climbed onto the large bed and crawled toward the opposite side while Aidan stood there, preparing to sleep. Then she slowly lifted her head and straightened herself onto her knees until they were finally face to face.“Let… me go…” Malikha said, half-slurring her words in a spoiled tone.“No… I won’t,” Aidan answered immediately without hesitation.Malikha puffed out her lips adorably before boldly grabbing the front of Aidan’s shirt, pulling him closer to her. Aidan smirked faintly as he watched Malikha act as though she was deliberately tempting him.“I said, let me go… why do you keep torturing me?” Malikha murmured, still whining even though she barely realized what she was doing. Aidan’s smirk deepened. Both of his hands slowly moved to her waist, holding her gently. His gaze dropped toward the soft curve of Malikha’s chest that became slightly visible from the position they were in.“Every action deserves consequences… Babydoll,” Aidan
Malikha could no longer hold back her tears or the dizziness pounding inside her head. The alcohol had made her lose control over her movements completely. Again and again, she pushed Aidan away while her husband kept trying to steady her.“Baby doll…” Aidan called softly, but Malikha ignored him and shoved his hand away once more. Then, the moment she lost her balance and stumbled, Aidan quickly caught her.“Stay away from me!... AAH!” Malikha fell hard, her shoulder hitting the edge of the sidewalk. Aidan immediately rushed toward her, helping her sit up as she winced in pain. He let out a heavy sigh and pulled gently on her shoulder to help her stand again. But the moment he saw the tears already streaming down her cheeks, his expression faltered. Especially when Malikha looked at him with such sorrowful eyes that something painful twisted inside his chest, a feeling he could not understand.“Go away…” Malikha whispered weakly, only making Aidan more irritated. He exhaled sharply,
Without saying another word, Aidan turned around and left Malikha alone in the room, the door still left wide open behind him. He walked away just like that, abandoning her in silence while she stood there unable to speak, only beginning to breathe normally again several moments later. Slowly, Malikha lowered herself onto the cold floor of the wine storage room. In that place, with her hands trembling violently, she buried every hope and every piece of love she still had for Aidan.She could no longer hold back her tears. Alone with the foolishness of her own feelings, Malikha cried quietly, desperately trying to calm herself enough to move again. Her legs had gone numb, refusing to cooperate no matter how hard she tried—nearly thirty minutes passed before she finally gathered enough strength to stand and walk out of the room by herself. Even then, she dragged her feet weakly, her empty gaze fixed ahead while her steps felt lifeless.Several hours later, Aidan was calmly enjoying dinn
“How does Aidan manage a place like this?” Malikha asked, looking around the enormous vineyard and the sophisticated facilities surrounding it.The worker walking beside her smiled proudly as though he genuinely admired the man he worked for. “Very well, Madam. Mr. Aidan modernized the packaging and marketing systems. However, he still preserves several manual stages in the wine-making process because he refuses to compromise the original taste and quality of the wine.”Malikha slowly nodded as she listened. For a brief moment, an unfamiliar feeling quietly rose inside her chest. She hated admitting it, but hearing people praise Aidan so sincerely made her see another side of him that she had never expected to find. The workers spoke about him with respect, not fear, and somehow that realization made her heart feel strangely conflicted.The worker then led her toward the wine storage room. As soon as the heavy wooden doors opened, Malikha







