As Angelo was enjoying his meal when; a person suddenly sat- on the opposite side of him. He glanced at the person- who sat on his opposite side. Angelo was surprised- to see that it was the gorgeous tigress; that had sat- on the opposite side of him. Aimie’s mother-in-law looked at her with seriousness; that goosebumps started to emerge on his skin. Mark’s mother suddenly smiled sweetly at him, that he suddenly felt shivers all over his skin: “Is something the matter, mom?” Angelo decided to ask Aimie’s mother-in-law since; he was not comfortable- with how Mark’s mother looked at him. “Seems like you; haven’t slept well last night.” Mark’s mother smirked as she scanned the face of her daughter-in-law. “Did you and my son perhaps have done something, you know?” Angelo spitted the food he had just eaten and let out a few swear words in his mind. He didn’t expect that this gorgeous tigress in front of him would have some lewd thoughts about him and that

Angelo then blushed in embarrassment after Mark’s mother had explained things to him. He’s not used to the way these wealthy people dine; he was accustomed- to eating his meals directly without the unnecessary appetizers and desserts on the table. Composing himself, Angelo silently ate the single fried ravioli on his plate, and after he was done- with the appetizer, Mark gestured for the staff to serve them the main dish. The kitchen staff- then efficiently replaced the used plates and utensils with new ones- before serving- the main dishes- comprised; of a high-grade medium-rare steak and baked potatoes. Angelo, seeing the meal that; was served, became hungry. Before Angelo could dig into the food served in front- of him, he became devastated because of the varied spoons, forks, and knives placed: on the side- where the plate- is located. Not wanting to be embarrassed, again Angelo secretly looked to Mark’s direction and copied the perverted ugly human being’s table

Mark’s mother energetically instructed the attendants where the things- would be placed. When they were; done, Mark’s mother decided to excuse them and, the attendants breathed out in relief because they could finally rest in their quarters. Satisfied with the attendant’s job, Mark’s mother beelines to her son- who was busily rummaging and signing the papers that; were placed- on his study table. “Are you satisfied with the attendant’s work?” Mark’s mother inquired as she leaned her head against the study table. Mark just nodded at his mother’s inquiry without withdrawing his focus on the document he was reading. Mark’s mother pulled a face when she noticed his son’s action towards him. She then yanked the papers his son was holding and placed them on the pile of papers; located on the side. “Why are you still looking at those documents when work- had already been done ages ago.” Mark’s mother then pulled her son and made him sit on his king-size bed.

Angelo, who was sleeping soundly unexpectedly, felt the warm temperature on his side; he then squirmed to get near the warmth and coiled like a snake to feel the comfortable warmth even more. Mark detected that the person beside him had embraced him tightly, breathed out in defeat, and embraced his wife back. The two embrace- tightly seemingly, getting warmth from each other and, they slept peacefully for the rest of the first light. The glimmer of the sun begins to tickle the surroundings to announce the birth of forenoon; plants and flowers had come back into life as they began to absorb the dew that had blessed the day spring and, birds started- to sing as if welcoming the new day. As everyone started to revive from the idle dread of night, two people were nestled tightly to each other. The coziness suddenly- felt potent that Angelo started to feel as if he was; being choked because of the uncomfortable feeling he was feeling. Angelo tried to slither away from the

“You bastard, I’m truly going to exterminate you one day. Just wait and see.” Angelo was expecting- that Mark had heard his loud complaint, but he didn’t expect that he was yelling to not a single soul in the room since the d*mn perverted b*st*rd had already proceeded to the bathroom. He then went to the dressing table and pulled a hairdryer from the cabinet: Angelo then began drying his medium-length hair and, he began to swirl a section of his medium-length hair as he ponders whether or not to cut his hair short. As he was drying his hair- the perverted Mark emerged from the bathroom. Angelo then looked at the ugly being using the mirror’s reflection and; again, he had seen him only wearing a towel to cover his lower half. Angelo internally cursed as Mark looked like a person showing off his well-sculpted body in front of him. He should also have those well-defined abs- that the perverted b*st*rd have- if not for his soul transferring into a body of a woman.