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35. WHAT DO YOU WANT?
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The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 36. NEWNESS
The house scented the same as it did before she left. Minty, woody and manly. Orla had never had plans to remake the fragrances, but now it occurred to her to probably add something feminine to compliment the strong manly scent that subjugated the whole house."We are back." Callan proclaimed, lowering her hospital bag on the divan close to the spot Orla stood. Her eyes prowled the living room, nothing had changed. It'd been two days and she found it weird that she wanted something to change.He smiled at her, but she returned a scowl. Her dingy countenance disturbed Callan. He overlooked it and smiled again, "Here, sit." He pointed his hand at the couch close to her.She hesitated before finally settling down. She took another cursory look around the room, a billow of irritation assailing her chest. She was so easy to forgive him. It shouldn't be so."What now?" She begrudgingly asked."We are home." His long arms drew a descriptive circle, showing the house to Orla."I know that."
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 37. HOT FOR ME
A lulling languor infused Orla immediately after she was done showering.Her feet suddenly stiffened causing difficulties to her mobility. She managed to haul herself to the bedside and flopped on top with the towel still draped around her chest.She was peckish, but her eyes were barely opened. She rested her head on one of the many pillows arranged on the king-sized bed. The bed was cozy and the bedsheets, silky, inclining her to stoop to its mastery. Slowly, her eyes began to shut until they eventually closed and she drifted into a deep slumber.When Orla didn't show up after a while, Callan decided to check on her. He got inside and found her peacefully sleeping on the bed.Ambling closer to where she lay, he grabbed the duvet and flattened it over her body. He then proceeded to watch her for a few minutes before retreating to the kitchen.He was still cooking, hoping that she'd wake up before he was done. Cooking was not a problem for him, but he had little to no time to spend i
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 38. KISSES AND ORGASMS 1
Callan strove to dissemble his edginess as he stood in front of Orla with a tray in his hands. He had chosen to prepare scrambled eggs and sablefish in hopes that she would love them. He was certain of the fact that she must have eaten scrambled eggs a couple of times, but he knew for a fact that she had never had something as good as his and the mixture he just thought up. Orla was enthusiastically positioned on the dining chair, one of her eyes ceaselessly studying Callan. She could detect that he was keyed up and she smiled slyly. Callan could never be tensed up, maybe she was imagining things. But then it was obvious from how his shoulders toughened whenever Orla looked down at the food, the small smile that followed after he looked at her. They all read nervousness. Something within her urged her to trust Callan's cooking dexterity. She smiled again, keying into whatever that was. "You should sit too." She said, motioning to the chair opposite the one she was seated on. Call
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 39. KISSES AND ORGASMS 2
"So, what do you want then?" She whispered."What do you think I want from you?" He continued with his food, and Orla briefly looked at him."I don't know what you want, Callan." She was getting tense and was almost out of words."Kind payments are allowed. Kisses and orgasms." He blurted out and this time, Orla choked on her food. "Are you good?" He handed her water. She snatched the glass from him and downed the content at a go.When Orla glared at him, he threw his head backwards and burst into laughter. "Really? Kisses and orgasms?" "Better payments than cash, don't you think?" He smirked, still laughing."Huh, I will think about it." She shifted uncomfortably on the chair, eyes on everything in the dining aside from Callan. After observing everything, out of the blue, she asked. "Why don't you have a maid here?""A maid?" He smiled, "I don't think I need one." He said thoughtfully."You didn't think you needed one before we got married?" Her plate was almost empty now. Callan w
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 40. TRANQUILITY
A month had swiftly passed. A whole month without abhorrence towards Orla, a month of tranquil cohabitation.The amity between Orla and Callan remained unaffected. Instead, it grew better and stronger with each day that passed by.The truth of it was that it was Unexpectedly sweet and still unbelievable to Orla. Callan had transformed into the sweetest human she'd ever met in her entire lifetime. He was so sweet sometimes she feared he would turn stale if she tasted more of his sweetness.She was cuddled up in his arms on the bed. They both were asleep after spending the night watching a family soap opera but Orla was stirring in her sleep and Callan was yet to notice that.The nightmares were back after months. It was funny how she always thought she was over them whenever they didn't occur for months."Orla, you do not deserve happiness." The same little girl that always appeared in her dreams asserted in a low voice. Her bleary eyes were swollen and she desperately scratched them.
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 41. I WANT TO COME 1
Callan halted, conscientiously drawing out his lips from hers. He heard her right, but at that instant, he felt the need to eyeball her and study her visage to be sure that she wasn't joking."I want you." She repeated, her cheeks heating up with lecherous temerity.Silently, her eyes called for him, every part of her body yearned for his touch. He studied her face longer than he should. Her shoulders tensed as they ogled each other and Callan vividly spotted the desperation in her innocent eyes. She did want him, so badly."I don't think you do." He chose that moment to tease her.Orla kissed her teeth, glaring down at Callan. The corner of his lips had twitched into a nasty smirk. She grabbed it, he must be fucking with her.She delayed her response because nothing seemed to come to her as she directed her eyes back at her husband. Twenty seconds later, they were still staring at each other. She was lost for words and Callan took pleasure in watching her search for the words to s
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 42. I WANT TO COME 2
"Anything to make me feel good." She responded."As a repayment of what you did to me, right?""Maybe better. I didn't do that well." Callan smiled slyly. His lips met with hers in a gentle kiss that kindled the fire in her soul. Everything went still, her mind went numb, all she could see and wanted to see and know then was half naked Callan and her in their world, kissing and doing other nasty things that would make her moan until her legs were quivering and she was taking a trip to a place beyond paradise.Huskily, Callan said. "Strip, Orla. I want to watch you take this robe off your body." He let go of her, moving a little to the side to have a proper view of her as she stripped the robe off her body."Take your time, I want to relish this moment." Orla nodded. Her shaky hands gripped the belt and briskly took it off her body. Although Callan told her to take her time, she couldn't help but to speed up. She wanted him before he changed his mind. Callan was unpredictable and sh
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 43. HAPPINESS IS NOT CRUELTY 1
The night was young and cold. The water tides rippled in the pool, aggressively whacking Orla's exposed feet.She shuddered, the chillness of the night causing goosebumps to sprinkle all over her skin.Both of them were perched on the coping of the swimming pool in their mansion, eyes fixated on the moon that was densely setting in the sky that night.The stars were beautifully lined up, making it a sensational sight for them to view. Orla dangled her feet in the cold water, head naturally resting on Callan's hard chest."I'm freezing, Callan." She murmured, audible enough for him to hear.He drew her closer, draping the towel in his hand around her shoulders. The material veiled her skin coolly. After a long day, she had proposed that they spend time in the pool that night but never swimming. She wasn't certain she could, not after what had happened to her.Callan protested against the idea, but she pleaded with him. She had never been to a poolside since that afternoon, thinking she
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