The week followed our fierce fight was followed by extreme silence. I was afraid he would bang on the door next night. But he had retreated and never came back. I should be relieved that he decided to leave me alone. But instead it made me more agitated. He is not in my bed room meant the was visiting my sister. That was the only thing haunting my mind. I was afraid that it would drive me insane. My husband on the other hand stayed far away from me that can be possible in this big house. Fathima was the silent spectator of our cold war. She disapproved as always.Unlike other times I was sure that every maid who lives in the house might have heard the shouting went on in my room that night. But every one acted as though they are blissfully unaware of the situation. It only broke once or twice because Dane lost his temper over his misplaced keys. He even threatened to fire a maid over bringing him black coffee when he asked for tea. Everyone knew he never drank tea Fathima was the

"Charlie is coming?", asked Janine suddenly. I smiled it had been a while since we really talked. The last time I invited her home I had behaved poorly to her. I was basically cock blocking them. I wanted to do a little better now. But this evening it was a friend ship thing so I wondred whether it would be wise to call her too."We are just going to hang out and talk about things" I said mildly but if she wants to see Charlie I'm not going to deny her."No it is OK. I'm happy that you are hanging out with each other again", said Janine. I can't help but smile at her."Yes. We talked on the phone and it is all good", I said brightly. She nodded at me from the mirror. When I reached home I practically ran to inform Fathima that Charlie is going to be here. She just shrugged that almost said it is about time. I quickly changed and put in my pajamas. I gave her a quick call and she informed me that she was already on the way. I brought out the wine that she likes best. Fathima turned her

I opened my eyes to the bright light on my face. I found Fathima opening the curtains. What time was it? Oh no! I was stark naked in my bed but she didn't seem to be fazed by it. I moved the coverlet up so my chest was covered."What time is it?", I asked her faintly."You have woken up. Good. Master asked me to let you sleep. He said you will be tired", said Fathima with a pleased smile."I'm alright. Err where is him?" I asked her."In his office. He is working from home today", said Fathima."Really?", I asked her excited."But he is not to be disturbed", said Fathima sternly."Oh", I said. But I'm not going to follow her advice to leave him alone. I know it was what she wants to convey subtly. I wanted to see him and maybe have a nice conversation. I quickly went to shower and put on a sundress. I wanted to appear sexy and also casual. I opted for some minimal make up though.I have work today but I'm thinking of joining them after two. I have already sent Renee a quick text. I sa

I kissed his mouth hard. He replied by returning with equal force and ardour. I felt him hard underneath me. I ground my hips and he groaned in response. I panted when his hand slid down to my ass. But he just placed me to the seat from his lap which I didn't anticipate."What?", I asked unfocused."We are attracting some attention. Suddenly the crowd is outside our car instead of the pub", he said with a chuckle. I watched the onlookers embarrassed."Did they take our pics?", I asked horrified."No they might have taken a video", he said with a chuckle."You are not afraid", I asked surprised. This would be a big embarrassment for someone like him."I'm practicing something called living in the moment not worrying about tomorrow", he said with a smile.I watched him agape. What was he saying? Had something changed in him? Was he madly in love with him as I was? I don't know and I love that he doesn't care about the world while he was with me."What are you looking at?", he asked me.

When I reached home I was too much excited. I can't wait to be with my husband. I wouldn't have even cared to leave if I worked somewhere else. But to my disappointment Fathima informed me that my husband had indeed left for work. I checked my phone and saw that he had messaged me about the same. But he had also directed me to wear the powder blue bra but no panties and wait for him. I clenched myself in anticipation. I hunted for it in my closet and immediately disgarded my work bra for the other. I put on my pajamas with panda print. I can't walk around naked and make Fathima yell at me. It seems as though the house was ruled by Fathima and not me. But I was OK with that. I would rather not take up the additional pressure of matching curtains with sofa when I deal with enough stress at my work. Speaking of stress I knew my sister and Irene is upto no good. Is Kyle a part of their plan? To mess my relationship with my husband? Then they are out of luck our marriage is going stronger