تسجيل الدخولElliott walked over with a smile, wrapping his long arms around her waist. "Right here, honey."Out of habit, he lowered his head and kissed the crown of her head. She was always soft and fragrant, and once he held her, he never wanted to let go.Seraphine couldn't help but pinch his face. She pointed to the clothes beside them. "Change into that set. You shouldn't wear black all the time. Try the light gray suit today. The fabric is soft, and it'll feel just nice.""Okay. Whatever you want, honey."The powerful Elliott looked as obedient as a well-behaved puppy. He adored the outfit she chose, so he went ahead and changed right in front of her, giving her quite the view.Seraphine smiled the whole time. This good-looking man was actually her husband.After changing, he met her happy gaze. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead before picking up the spare change of clothes she had prepared and heading out. She walked him to the door, and he still looked reluctant to leave.Qu
Elliott's soft voice made Seraphine's heart pound slightly. Something about him had been off these past two days. He was almost too flirtatious, intense, and dominant.The essential oil she had given him last time hadn't even been used. At night, when he held her, he slept more soundly than she did. Yet, with his personality, why did he seem almost feverish now?He was so possessive and intense, but dangerously charming at the same time. That burning and controlling look in his eyes felt as if it could tear the world apart.Seraphine stopped herself from thinking further and lowered her head to eat. A moment later, Elliott brought over a bowl of tomato soup and lifted the spoon to feed her.She froze. "I can do it myself, Eli."She met his deep gaze, which was filled with nothing but tenderness. He shook his head. "I'll feed you. Open your mouth."She smiled, her eyes warming with emotion. "Why are you treating me like a baby? Are you hiding something from me? You haven't been yo
Seraphine woke up the next morning, starving. She opened her eyes to a cloudy sky.Her body ached, and when she moved slightly, her lips felt dry and tight, stinging just a little. And her waist was extremely sore—all courtesy of Elliott.His stamina really was something else. Maybe she should use a business trip as an excuse for a few days to give her waist a break.At that point, she had a love-hate relationship with his strong, powerful body. That said, she always woke up feeling satisfied both in mind and body the next morning.She slowly sat up, turning her head, but Elliott wasn't there. He had exerted himself the most, yet he seemed tireless every day. The difference in physical endurance between a man and a woman was just stark.Thinking about it made her cheeks flush again. She tapped her face, forcing herself to clear her mind and stop thinking about last night. She got out of bed, slipped on her soft slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up.There, a set of matchi
Elliott's hands paused slightly as he slipped the slippers onto her feet. He looked up and met Seraphine's uneasy, beautiful eyes. What made her doubt that?Of course, they would spend the rest of their lives together. He would never let anything or anyone come between them."Seraphine."His voice dropped. When he was upset, he always called her by her first name."Yeah?" she answered softly, staring quietly at him.Her unease was clear, but he didn't fully understand it. He frowned and gently reached up to touch her cheek. "Honey, did I do something today that made you feel uneasy?""Yeah."Elliott stiffened. He, who usually stayed calm no matter what, now appeared visibly tense as he watched her closely. "What was it? Tell me. I'll fix it."He was learning how to be more careful with her and how to be a better husband. However, seeing how nervous he was made her heart ache.Seraphine bent forward and hugged him. "You're just so good to me, Eli. If you ever leave me one day,
The thought of business dinners made Clifford irritated. He hated those fake people, yet he couldn't let go of the power he had in his hands. Only by climbing higher could he get whatever he wanted.No matter what, he was determined to have Seraphine. Even though she was now someone else's wife, she would be his one way or another.Clifford's face darkened. His back was straight, radiating a proud arrogance, the anger in his eyes brewing intensely. He knew he couldn't go on like this. If he did, he would lose his rationality and his position as heir.Only by reaching the top could he possess the ability to control Seraphine and make her his again.His mind was in chaos. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and pushed down the irritation inside. Slowly, he opened them again.Chester frowned slightly. What had he encountered while he went to get the car? Why did his expression remain as gloomy as earlier?He couldn't help but wonder if working with Clifford would give him depres
About ten feet away, Seraphine sat on her motorcycle. Behind her was Elliott, already wearing a helmet, with his face hidden. Even so, the sight of them together screamed romance and tenderness.She turned to adjust his helmet, and he leaned down to kiss her red lips. Blushing, she smiled shyly and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before fastening his helmet. At last, she put on her pink helmet."Hold on tight, Eli. We're moving."As soon as her voice fell, Elliott leaned forward and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. He loved her comforting scent.Seraphine started the motorcycle, and they roared off into the sunset. The black motorcycle sliced through the golden light, the two of them pressed close together—a striking silhouette against the sky.The motorcycle passed right in front of Clifford, kicking up a gust of fall wind. It seemed to carry his heart away with it, too.That wasn't all. When Elliott's eyes met Clifford's, they were filled with contempt and mockery. J







