In the silence, Kaivan couldn't help but gaze at Anne's face with admiration in his eyes. For some reason, this morning he felt perfectly content spending time just staring at the beautiful woman's face nestled in his embrace.Slowly, Kaivan extended his hand, gently stroking Anne's lovely face, which elicited a soft sigh from her lips. He repeatedly brought his hand to softly caress her hair and the cheek of his wife, which seemed to make Anne even more comfortable.The woman appeared to be sound asleep, perhaps due to drowsiness or maybe exhaustion after their intimate affection the previous night. When recalling the events of last night, a smile once again appeared on Kaivan's face. After all, who wouldn't feel proud to be the first person to touch their own wife's body?Kaivan wasn't exaggerating. After the events of the previous night, he was determined not to let Anne leave his side. He contemplated having that woman wholly, maybe even forever. But for now, Kaivan wanted Anne to

Anne felt something soft touching her cheek. Opening her eyes, she found Kaivan, neatly dressed, sitting at the edge of the bed.The man flashed a smile. He reached his right hand to gently stroke Anne's freely flowing hair."Kai... where are you going?" Anne asked with a puzzled look. The woman wasn't delirious; she clearly remembered it was a day off. So, where was her husband off to, all dressed up so early in the morning?"I'm going shooting with my friends," Kaivan answered with a smile. "Would you like to come?"Anne immediately sat up from her sleep. She playfully stretched her arms toward him, as if asking for a hug.Understanding his wife's request, Kaivan readily embraced her, showering her with affection. He planted a kiss on the top of her head and spoke again."Heiii... I'm inviting you to come along," the man teased. "Do you want to join? Or maybe...""Is it safe for me to come along?" Anne inquired, tilting her head. She realized she couldn't just go out of the hotel fr

Anna Maria has just finished her shower ritual. Still wearing her bathrobe, the woman walks out intending to find her husband.Upon opening the door, the smell of cooking immediately hits her nose. She slowly makes her way to the kitchen. And indeed, she finds Kaivan, who is cooking something this morning.From behind the man's back, Anne can see how nimble Kaivan is, adding various ingredients into the frying pan on the stove. Humming softly, occasionally, Anne can also see how her husband tastes each of the dishes he's cooking."How long are you going to gaze at your handsome husband?" Kaivan asks as he turns around. He finds his wife staring as if impressed by what he's doing."Tsk! You're too confident.""But I am handsome, right? I'm sure from the start, you were interested in me," Kaivan retorts. Apparently, Anne's accusation is correct that her husband is the type who's overly self-assured.Anne rolls her eyes. Slowly, she steps forward. Approaching Kaivan, who's busy transferr

"By God, I miss you."Anne immediately rushed into the arms of the handsome man standing right in front of her. Without hesitation, the man embraced her back and kissed both of Anne's cheeks alternately. Reflecting the longing they had held back due to the distance that had separated them.After making sure that her husband was deeply asleep, Anne stealthily made her way to the emergency staircase not far from Kaivan's room. There she met the man who had been in contact with her from the beginning."Do you think I haven't missed you?" Anne responded after releasing her hug. "Why did you have to ask me to meet here? Why not in your room?" the woman asked in confusion.The man then invited Anne to sit on one of the steps not far from where they were standing. He began telling her everything he needed to convey."Of course, I sought a position not far from your room. Besides, this was done intentionally to avoid the CCTV cameras' capture."Anne nodded in understanding. Among all the loca

The car that Kaivan was riding in has just arrived at the courtyard of the Pullman building in Canary Wharf. Canary Wharf itself is a business district located in London, United Kingdom. This district is one of the two major financial districts in London that features many of the tallest buildings in the United Kingdom. Mike, who was accompanying Kaivan, quickly exited the car and promptly opened the door, allowing his superior to get out. They then confidently entered the building to meet their business associates who were waiting. Inside the building, Harold Van Douglas, a Dutch entrepreneur and the owner of Intercontinental Group, was already present. This group owns a well-known network of malls and shopping centers in mainland Europe. The 40-year-old man had specifically come to the UK to oversee his new mall construction project in the London area. Additionally, he intended to establish a business partnership with Kaivan's Four Season