Epilogue

~TWO YEARS LATER~

ALARIC

I had a meeting to attend in the other state. I checked the clock. It was already 8 in the morning. And I was making breakfast. I flipped the pancake-like a pro. Satisfaction washed over me. I recalled my earlier cooking days. It was such a mess. I was punished every time I was mistaken, or something burned.

And my judge was none other than my beautiful wife, Viviana. Yes, we got married almost a year and a half ago. Viviana insisted I learn how to cook. She wanted privacy. So, we didn’t have any regular cooks or maids.

It was an advantage. We used to fuck everywhere in the house. It was such a time. Even after almost five hundred and fifty days of us being husband and wife, the romance, the steam, and spark were high. Viviana was always ready for it.

Such a naughty wife she is! I chuckled at the thought. Yesterday, Viviana spilled a full bowl of ice cream over me when I just stepped out of the shower. She giggled and