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Liliana’s Point of ViewI had already climaxed twice, and my body was starting to feel weak. But I knew it wasn’t fair to let him do all the work—this time, I wanted to take the lead.“Hubby, let me help you,” I whispered softly.He paused, clearly surprised by my offer. Slowly, I sat up, cupped his cheek gently, and kissed him—soft and lingering.“Let me make you happy too, hubby,” I added with a smile.“Are you sure about that, wife? I’m okay, really.”I nodded and gently pushed him to lean against the headboard. I had prepared for this moment, once meant for my honeymoon with Gerald… but fate had other plans. Now, I was ready to do everything I had studied—for Asher.I pulled his boxers down, and there it was—his length fully revealed. My eyes widened.Wait… did that really fit inside me?“Wife, your face is hilarious right now,” he chuckled.I looked up at him with embarrassment.“This is what went inside me that night? The one that made me burn up with fever the next day?”“Yup,
Liliana's Point of ViewI’m in Asher’s room now, still here in his mansion in Italy. I found myself placing a hand over my chest, overwhelmed by everything that happened earlier.I’ve fallen in love with him. Already. Isn’t it too soon? Maybe his flirty antics were just… too effective.I slowly sank to the floor and leaned against his bed, wrapping my arms around my knees.“This can’t be. A whole year still lies ahead of us…”“Wife?”I heard hurried footsteps—he must have run to find me. My eyes widened when I saw him—he was only wearing a bathrobe.“Why are you sitting on the cold floor?” he asked, concerned.I looked up at his face, then at the spot I was sitting on. Honestly, I was still adjusting to the climate here. Unlike the Philippines, where the sun scorches everything in sight, Italy had a chill even in daylight.So this was why the room didn’t have air conditioning—only a heater.“It’s really cold here, isn’t it?” I said softly.He nodded slowly. “Why didn’t you tell me you
Liliana’s Point of ViewI sighed in relief after Asher and Anne finally stopped bickering over me. Honestly, Anne started acting like a completely different person, and I had no idea why.“I’m sorry I introduced myself late,” she suddenly said. “I’m Anne. Please don’t get jealous of me. I’m just like a sister to Brother Asher since his parents adopted me. And don’t worry—I can already tell you’re kind and that you’re a good match for my brother. I hope we can become sisters too.”I stared at her, stunned. So that’s why she acted that way earlier? She was testing me?“It’s a good thing I didn’t pull your hair the moment you hugged me,” I muttered.“Pull my hair? Oh, I’m game for that kind of stuff too!” she teased.“Anne,” everyone called her name in unison.She pouted and turned to me, smiling sweetly.“I really hope we become close friends... maybe even soul sisters.”I nodded slowly at her words.“I don’t have a problem with that. Just don’t go fighting with Asher again.”I glanced
Liliana's Point of ViewI held on tightly to Asher's arm as we walked down the hallway, and I couldn’t help but notice the huge smile on his face. He looked so proud, as if he had just won something valuable. When we finally reached the room where everyone else was, a deep voice welcomed us.“And here they are,” his father announced with a grin.“Sorry we took a while. I had to change clothes first,” I said politely.I scanned the entire room, and my gaze fell on Anne, who was sitting comfortably in one of the chairs. Huh? Even though she’s the daughter of the head maid, she’s getting special treatment? That’s odd.She looked at me from head to toe without any expression, and I mirrored her gaze just the same before turning to my grandparents.“Grandpa, Grandma? I didn’t know you were coming.”They both smiled warmly and quickly came to me.“How are you, dear?” my grandfather asked.“I’m fine,” I replied with a gentle smile.Suddenly, Anne stood up and began walking toward me, making
Liliana’s Point of View I had just stepped out of the bathroom, freshly showered and wrapped in a towel. Enough of being immature. I’m his boss—and the reason why we’re even in this situation. I froze the moment I saw Asher sitting on the bed. Of course, he was there right on cue, just as I walked out—wearing nothing but a towel. I started walking toward the dressing room when, without warning, Asher pulled me toward him like I was some kind of princess. I instinctively clung to him. “My God! Asher!” I gasped when he suddenly lifted me into his arms, facing him, my legs wrapping around his waist. What in the world was happening with him? “You called my name?” he asked with that all-too-familiar glint in his eye. His words made me freeze. “We had rules about this kind of thing, didn’t we, wife?” I covered my lips with my hand, wide-eyed. “You really love testing my patience, don’t you?” I quickly shook my head, unable to meet his gaze. “Are you avoiding me, my ignoring wife
Liliana’s Point of View I was still lying on the bed, unable to forget the woman who had thrown her arms around Asher earlier. My lips pressed into a tight line as frustration built inside me. I sat up slowly, my hands gripping the sheets. Damn it. I think I’m falling for him. When did that happen? I couldn’t even remember when it started. I never intended to develop any attachment. All of this was supposed to end when our one-year agreement expired. I buried my face in my hands, feeling the weight of the stress pressing down on my chest, and let out a deep, tired sigh. “Fine,” I whispered to myself. “I admit it. I’m starting to feel something for him. But it’s wrong. This isn’t supposed to happen. None of this is real… everything has an expiration date.” I sighed again, heavier this time. This was his fault. That man—if he hadn’t acted so sweet, so caring, if he hadn’t done all those little things that made me feel seen—I wouldn’t be in this mess. I bit my lip hard and placed a