The weeks and months passed by with a jet's speed, and just like that, it was already five months since Maxwell and Angelina got married. By now, the bond between her and Isabella had become so strong that she doesn't even want to think about the future when they would have to separate from each other whether they liked it or not. Afterall, hers and Maxwell's marriage is a contract one with an expiration date and every passing day is bringing them closer and closer to that expiration date.Thinking about that makes Angelina so sad and gloomy and hence, she doesn't even like to think of it. She easily gets attached and when she does, she finds it very, very difficult to let go. Just like her dear pet Honey and best friend Alicia. She had gotten so attached to them that when Jeremy sought her help, she had given him the condition that it was only if the two of them come with her. And now, she had gotten quite attached to Isabella and she knew without any iota of doubt that when the time
Just like the other time, Angelina received a warm reception at the company she had worked in while disguised as the CEO's little man once upon a time. But unlike the previous visit, this time around she didn't stop to reminisce about the good old times she worked there as she had come here on a mission that required prompt action.When she got to the thirtieth floor, she didn't even stop to look at the decorations which were her handiwork as she headed straight to Mr. Bentley's office. Seeing her, he quickly got up and respectfully greeted her. "Good morning Mrs. Gal…I mean, Mrs. M.J. It's a pleasure to have you here." "It's a pleasure to see you too Aaron. Hope my husband is on seat? I need to see him now!"Mr. Bentley frowned. How on earth did the boss's wife know his first name? However, Angelina was too worried to realize her slip of tongue. All she cared about at the moment is talking to Maxwell so he could fire the betrayer's ass as soon as possible! "I'm sorry
All of a sudden, Angelina felt herself being roughly shoved away. She gasped at the sudden, unexpected action while staggering from the impact. Luckily, she was just lightly pushed away, without much force so she didn't fall or accidentally hit anything.With widened eyes, she looked up at the culprit, who was also looking at her with an aloof, cold and indifferent expression on his face. "Rehearsal time is over. Now back to reality. What makes you think you can barge in here and say what you feel like about my trusted employee and expect to be believed?"Angelina had never been more stunned in her life. She just couldn't believe her ears or eyes. All that…what he just did to her— pulling her into his arms, nuzzling his face into her hair, hugging her tightly and calling her his little man, were all just part of play acting?! He was just having a rehearsal?! Unbelievable!!But whether or not she found it hard to believe, the evidence was right there in front of her— he's now bac
Two days later, Angelina and Isabella were in the latter's study room, both deeply engrossed in their various activities when the person they least expected to see at that time of the day knocked before walking in. While Angelina was occupied with Isabella's laptop, trying her hands on some programming, Isabella was busy drawing in a secluded corner so that nobody can see what she's drawing, using the software program Maxwell designed specially for her after discovering that she had talents.That was how Maxwell walked in and met them. Isabella's eyes instantly widened as she queried, "Da-da?!"But Maxwell wasn't paying attention to her. His gaze was focused on one person and one person only ever since he walked in— Angelina! His signature sunglasses were hiding his eyes from view and so Angelina couldn't read the expression in his eyes— that's if there's any at all. But what was he doing? Why was he looking at her as if she was the only one he had eyes for? She thought he had a
Later that same day at night, Angelina kept tossing and turning on her very comfortable bed. But try as hard as she may, sleep eluded her. All she could see when she closed her eyes was Maxwell's face when he uttered those profound, heartfelt words of gratitude to her. She had seen him looking aloof and indifferent, she had seen him looking cold and distant, she had seen him looking livid and furious, she had seen him looking tormented and devastated and she had seen him looking aroused and lustful. In short, she had seen him in different kinds of moods, bearing different kinds of expressions on his prepossessing face but not that kind she saw earlier in the day. Not that warm, profound, earnest, highly touched and gracious expression she witnessed in Isabella's study room earlier on.And that pulled the strings of her womanly heart. It didn't just make him look even more handsome and attractive, but also made him seem more approachable, more loving, more lovable. If only he could ke
Like the previous times, he kissed her like a starved man. Like a man who had been denied his means of survival for so long. Like a beast in heat. Like she was the only thing and only one he had ever wanted in his entire life…And all the while his lips were engaging hers in a scorching french kiss, his erotic hands were kept busy as well, wandering all over the places they could reach in her body. Cupping her boobs, caressing her bare thighs, stroking her arms, pulling her hair down and running his fingers through it… But Angelina wasn't holding back as well. It was as if the beast in him aroused the wild cat in her as she kissed him back with the vigour of a tigress. She was becoming bolder and bolder with every kiss they shared and now, she kissed him with a passion that rivalled his own.And when she snaked her hands into his bathrobe and touched his bare chest, Maxwell let out a deep moan and instantly, the rhythm and tempo of the kiss changed.It was as if that single touch; th
Even before her stinging hand could return to its initial position by her side, she felt a firm grip on her upper arms before she was roughly pushed against the wall nearby and her swollen lips invaded once again.Those same skilled lips that had sent her to smoldering heights just seconds ago crashed against hers with a renewed vigor. As if the slap was just like fuel added to an already ravaging fire— the ravaging fire of his desire for her. His lips, thoroughly kissed and swollen just like hers, attacked her own with unrestrained passion, trying to make them part so he can snake his tongue deep inside.But not this time. This time around, Angelina was in full control of her senses so she clamped her lips as tightly as she had never done before. Then with all her might, she used both hands to try and push him off her body but alas, her strength was no match to that of the muscular, young Adonis Greek god-like body pushing her back against the wall.Maxwell refused to relent. He was
Needless to say, none of the two of them got even a wink of sleep that eventful night. They didn't even bother trying to do so at all since they knew it would be in vain. While Maxwell was forced to take yet another cold shower in the middle of the cold night before he engrossed himself with work, Angelina chose to spend her own sleepless night chattering non-stop with her pet bird. Even though all the talking parrot could say in return is "Hey honey, I love you", she wasn't deterred. She just kept talking to it, telling it everything and nothing, just to take her mind off what happened earlier in the kitchen. At least, having the beloved pet professing its undying love for her served as a reminder that no matter what, she still has someone who loves her for herself, not just lusting after her body…As early as five thirty am, Angelina who still hasn't gotten used to the harsh cold weather of the United Kingdom which was worse than that in her home country America, forced herself to