Elizabeth’s POVThis isn’t the reaction I was expecting. Not this response. Not this reaction. Not anything that’s happening right now!“Thank you for adding warmth to the house.” He grins. “You see, we’re really fit for each other.”“Before you came into my life, the house felt cold and empty. Now, look what you’ve done—added warmth and life to it.” I dig my fingernails into my palms, my heart beating hard with mixed feelings. I absolutely don’t know what to do or say right now. What’s this, really? What’s happeningI watch as his gaze wanders around the hallway again, satisfaction written boldly on his face. “Did you hire someone, or did the guards help you with it?” He asks lovingly.I’m completely tongue tied. “She did it all by herself. I didn’t know you’d like it sir. I almost stopped her from doing it, thinking it would upset you. But the look on your face right now says otherwise.”I glance beside me and see Alexa. I have no idea when she got here. Ethan laughs deeply at A

Ethan’s POVShe throws daggers at me with her eyes but I can almost swear she almost burst out into laughter just now.“Spill, Spitfire.” I urge her. I see her brows knit as she elevates her chin to meet my eyes, looking at me calculatively before she speaks. “Can you please not punish them? Please?” Her forehead creases with guilt plastered all over her face. “It’s really not their fault. They tried to help but I stopped them from doing so.” Even like this, she looks so adorable. Just so we can be in this position for a little while longer, I lift my hand and rest it on my jaw, humming, as if I’m thinking; while my gaze remains on her face. “Should I punish you instead? ‘Cause I told you to talk to Moana or me if you need anything, didn’t I?”She looks down at her feet like a guilty spoiled child. More adorable. I find her little acts tempting. I can take her right here and now. “I’ll take back my words on one condition.”She looks up at me with twinkling eyes. “Sleep with me

Ethan’s POVMy younger sister has her life, and so do I—or rather, should I.Just because I’m the the first child doesn’t mean— After a short while, I manage to contain my anger and, “I have one already. I’ll introduce you to her when the time’s right.” I speak as calmly as I can. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to be in Poland right away.”I stand up immediately, leaving my shock stricken parents alone in my office. If they wish, they can continue having the conversation with my empty chair, or they can see themselves out. Old bunch poking their noses into my business. “Is the jet ready?” I walk briskly into the elevator. Arthur’s right behind me as he should be. “Yes, Sir. Everything’s prepared.”Good. My mind drifts off to Spitfire and her face appears. I smile.I don’t know why I find her funny. On a normal note, if someone else is doing just one percent of what she’s done—she does, I’d have skinned them alive. But her…The elevator doors slide open and we step out. About a

General POV Moana wants Elizabeth gone more than anything—even more than Elizabeth wants to leave, herself. Moana finds Elizabeth annoying. The lady irritates her greatly. Two nights ago, when Ethan returned home, Moana expected to hear him lash out at Elizabeth and kick her out after what she did, but instead, her boss ended up complimenting her. At that time, Moana was standing at the foot of the stairs, eavesdropping on everything that was transpiring between Ethan and Elizabeth.And what made her almost run mad is the fact that the following morning, Ethan brought in men to repaint the whole house to Elizabeth’s taste.Yesterday morning, he lifted their punishment and then told her they could all eat. And that they had Elizabeth to thank.Such bullshit!“But, there’ll be no one guarding the safe ro—” one of the guards wants to protest…“Have we ever been under any attack? Don’t you wish to sleep?” Moana cuts in.The guards are indeed really sleepy right now. They’ve never been

Ethan’s POV Immediately we touch down, a Lamborghini and three vans are already waiting for me and the boys.As soon as we arrived at the mansion, I went upstairs. I left Arthur barking orders at the boys. It was already midnight here, and everyone had gone to bed. ‘Spitfire will be fast asleep.’ That's what I thought. Not until I reached her room and met an empty bed. Her room was the first place I went.‘Is she in the bathroom?’ I furrowed my brows. However, she isn’t one to take showers in the middle of the night, is she? Well, she acts in ways that are unpredictable…“Spitfire?” I called out, rapping my knuckles on the bathroom door. That nickname, I don’t even know when exactly I got used to calling her by it… I like it though. I’m now fond of it.I got no response from her. I knocked again—still no response. ‘Should I go in?!’ My dick sprang up in response to this question and a chuckle escaped my mouth.“I’m coming in!” I made sure to be loud and clear.I knew it was wr