Honey! Where are you?

Ethan walked forward to be sure of what he was seeing. He discovered that Charlotte was fast asleep.

"Is she not the one who called me some minutes ago?" He thought and brought out his phone and checked the phone call history.

"Ugh!.. She is the one." He shrugged and walked forward and sat on the bed. He used his hands and removed the blanket and what he saw not only shocked him, but he shook his head.

"No! No!! No!!! Why will you do something like this?"

Charlotte was not just fast asleep, but she wore two tight jeans and she belted both of them. Secondly, she wore a thick sweater and faced the bed as she was sleeping.

"Should I wake her?" he thought. "But she is fast asleep. If she actually needs s*x, why will she wear such clothes?"

Ethan looked at her face for a long time and stood up.

"Or I didn't hear what she said? I was even surprised at the tone of her voice and her demand."

He left the room and went down the stairs at a very slow pace. His right hand was on the handrail as he kept processing what just transpired. When he got to the sitting room, he took a glass of wine and sat down. After taking a sip, he turned on the TV and watched a live sport.

After four hours, he heard some noise upstairs, but he intentionally did not go up. He was angry. Then he changed the channel of the TV and relaxed his back. He felt Charlotte's footsteps on the stairs and he kept watching the TV without turning his eyes.

What he saw next was Charlotte who deliberately obstructed his view and went to the bar and took a non alcoholic wine. This time, she wore the most sexy clothes Ethan had never seen her wear before. She wore a white bum-shot and a red bra that exposed the top of her breasts. When Ethan saw her, he relinquished his anger and he thought this was the time.

"Welcome." She sat some feet away. "The only time I needed your attention, you disappointed me. Don't worry, I'm no longer in the mood."

"So why did you dress like this?" He turned to her direction.

"Is it your body? There is heat. Can't I dress the way I like? Is this not my home? Or sorry, it's your home. If it arouses you, then stop looking at me. Moreover, I'm still feeling some pains in my lower abdomen."

Ethan stood up without saying an additional word, and left the sitting room while Charlotte smiled hysterically. When she observed that Ethan had gone, she took her phone and called Stella.

"Good evening ma," she placed the phone against her right ear and she chuckled.

"What's funny?" Shella asked.

"Your tutorials are working perfectly." She smiled and continued,

"He wants me badly, but I have starved hell out of him."

"I hope you have allowed him to touch you at least once?"

"Hmmmm…" Charlotte kept quiet.

"I hope it is not what I'm thinking?" Stella asked.

"I must be plain. I have not. I enjoyed it this way."

"Since that time you got married?"

"Yes."

"Hmm… that's not really fair. He is still your husband for now. I thought by this time, both of you had slept once."

"No. Were you not the one who is coaching me?"

"But not to this extent." They both laughed.

"I will see what I can do and I will give you a call by tomorrow."

"Okay Charlotte, I missed you. I hope someday, you will come and visit me."

"Sure ma," she ended the call and took a deep breath and stood up. She walked around the sitting room and was holding a glass of wine in her right hand. After meditating for a while, she went up to the bedroom.

When she got there, he saw that Ethan just finished bathing. She sat on the bed and Ethan, who had a yellow towel around his chest removed the towel on purpose and gently cleaned his already dried body. He wanted Charlotte to see his admirable physique and the room was quiet.

"Not that I don't want us to have s*x. But I have a condition."

Ethan did not reply to her. He allowed many seconds to pass. He wanted Charlotte to examine what she had just said.

"I don't want to look at your face when having s*x."

"I'm disgusting or what?" His voice became cold.

"I never said you are disgusting. I just don't want to kiss you for now. Can I carry my face with the pillow…" she gently dropped each word. She could feel the tension in the room because of the manner Ethan was replying to her.

"I'm not desperate to sleep with you. I don't want to force you. You can't give me half of your body. It's better you keep it to yourself. You have changed me alot. I don't think my former self will communicate with you like this."

"Please, show me your former self," she said to herself and the room became quiet again. And after he had put on trousers and a shirt, he went out of the room very angry.

"If your former self will liberate me, you better show me." She spoke with a very low voice after Ethan had left the room.

It was in the morning of the next day, Charlotte and Ethan had just finished taking their breakfast. Charlotte was surprised her munching didn't prevent Ethan from eating. He ate without complaining and as he stood up from the chair, he heard a knock on the door and Charlotte was still sitting down.

Ethan walked to the door and opened it. It was Fiona, Ethan's ex. This was the last person Ethan was expecting to come to his house at that particular time.

"Hi Ethan," she smiled. She was lower in height and Ethan moved his eyes a bit downward.

"What can I do for you?" He folded his hands and rested the side of his body against the frame of the door.

"I have been so busy all this while and hmm… I would have been here weeks ago."

Ethan was looking at her thin lips and small eyes as she tried to exhibit some pride.

"How is your marriage life? You got married without inviting me? How is your wife passing through the furnace? I guess she is having a tough time with you. Definitely, she will move and find fun in the arms of another man."

Charlotte was at the back of the door listening. Then Ethan asked.

"Can you please tell me what you came here to do?"

Ethan had not finished his words when suddenly he heard Charlotte's sugar coated voice.

"Honey, where are you?" She pulled the door open and she first looked at Fiona from her eyes to her feet. She moved her shoulders in a portentous manner and gently dragged Ethan to herself and peeked his lips.

"I have been looking for you. You didn't tell me you have a visitor." Charlotte was gorgeous, in style and beautiful and there was no comparison between Charlotte and Fiona. And the way Charlotte stared at her instantly killed Fiona's esteem. The lens of her eyes moved with shame and Ethan blended with Charlotte's gesture.

"Honey," he used his right index finger to touch Charlotte's nose and they gazed at each other's eyes.

"Meet Fiona, my friend."

"Nice meeting you," Charlotte stretched her hand and they shook hands.

"Okay, let me leave both of you. Please quickly come inside before I start missing you again." She peeked his lips and Charlotte went inside.

This was the best encounter between Ethan and Charlotte since they got married. Great joy radiated from his eyes and he kept smiling.

"What brought you to my house? I'm kind of busy inside."

"Hmm… I see. I brought your wedding gift."

"What were you thinking? Not every lady is like you. I have found my soulmate." He smiled as he closed the door. The smile immediately left his face as he looked around the sitting room and looked for Charlotte. Then he hastily climbed the stairs to the bedroom. Charlotte was about to come out of the room, so he embraced her.

"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"Stop!" Charlotte quickly forced himself from his hands. "Was that your ex-girlfriend? I just did that to ruin her."

"You never knew what you did. You…"

"Please stop, don't let it go into your head. I know why I did it." She spoke rudely and walked down the stairs. Ethan looked at her with all adulation. Her rude conduct could not be compared to what she did in front of someone who took pride in herself. Charlotte's singular act of affection was sufficient enough to burn the entire angry strides in the heart of Ethan. Throughout that day, he kept thinking of Charlotte. Ethan had never had such a feeling for someone, even when he was in his previous relationship.

The next day, on his way to work, he decided to pass the long road to his office. There was some road maintenance on his usual route to his office. Ethan was the CEO of Paragon tech limited.

As he was going, he caught sight of his grandmother's house and he decided to pay her a short visit. Her grandmother's name was Grace.

"Good morning Sir," a young maid greeted. She was the one taking care of Lady Grace.

"Where is grandma?" He asked.

"He is still in her room."

Ethan went straight to her room and knocked.

"Come inside," She said.

Ethan pushed the door and entered. He walked closer to her and embraced her. There were wrinkles all over her face and hands and his grandma was 83 years old.

"Grandma, I wanted to say hi, it's been long."

Grace looked at his eyes and both were best of friends when Ethan lost his mom to cancer. Ethan could confidently express himself to his grandmother.

"Are you sure you are fine? I can see pain in your eyes."

"Pains? Grandma, I'm fine grandma."

"Please sit down, my son."

Ethan sat down and she held his hand.

"How is your marriage life? Remember what I told you before you got married. You need to work on yourself if you want to keep a home."

Ethan smiled and kept quiet for a long time, then he asked.

"Grandma, I have changed alot. Believe me." He paused for a while and continued, "but what can a man do to make a woman madly fall in love with him?"