She stepped back in fear as the reporters became annoying to her. The flashing lights are hurting her eyes. Angelina looked beside her when a strong hand wrapped around her shoulder—it was Sebastian, her husband. "What are you doing?" His husky voice stepped the reporters back in fear—his eyes are scary, and the arrogance in his nose shows his rage. She looked at him in response. She was scared to death when a bunch of reporters were inquiring about her like a thief. Jack comes quickly and shuts down the reporters to record the video and photos. "We are taking Mrs. Richardson's interview." One of the reporters gained courage and replied. "Didn't you agree to the rules with my team?" Sebastian gritted his teeth. "No one will interview my wife without my permission." Sebastian looked at the person who spoke to him. Angelina sees a piece of anger on Sebastian's face, which he has never shown in front of her. The reporter bends his head, seeing the anger on Seba

The tears rolled down her cheeks. "I’m sorry!" She sobbed. His eyes turned soft, taking a look at her teary face. "I’m kidding!" He pulled her head up, grabbing her chin with his thumb. "Huh?" She sounded, "kidding, what?" "Yes, I was just having fun!" He chuckled. "When you can always make my fun, then why not me?" She sobbed and cried out as soon as he confirmed he was kidding with her. "How can you play such a dirty joke on me?" She kicks his chest with both hands. "Angelina, hey!" Sebastian pulled her close by grabbing her both wrists in his hand, and she sobbed and started crying like a kid as he took her in his arms. "Are you really crying? Are you insane?" "Who cries over such a thing?" He groaned. "No one shouts at me in anger like you." She sobbed. He chuckled, looking out at the view of the city. "You don't laugh—you're so bad." She yelled at the top of her lungs, kicking him with her both hands, but her slaps didn't hu

~Next morning~As soon as Sabastian reached Canada, he went straight to meet the dealers at the office, convinced them anyhow, and rescheduled the photo shoot.On the other hand, Angelina goes to college for the first time after the wedding—her wedding is trending in the whole college.Angelina doesn't have great friends; she has just friends, whom she talks with in college.The college is the rich type and she entered the university through a scholarship — the rich brats never cared for Angelina but right now a lot of people are roaming around her just because she is the wife of Sebastian Richardson, now — Well, she is feeling great and begins to miss Sebastian.The time passed into thin air, and meanwhile, she called Sebastian twice, but he didn't receive the damn call.Soon, Angelina returns home after college and spends some time with Grandpa. Angelina freshens up and puts on her red night suit. Picking up the phone in her hand, she sits on the bed. "Did you have your dinner?

Angelina and Sebastian are sleeping in each other's arms and wrapped in one blanket.She kept her head on his arms and placed one hand on his muscular chest; the sun's rays came straight in through the window.She blinked her eyes as soon as the sun's rays fell on her face. "Uhmm!" She muttered, rubbing her eyes with her thumb, before opening it.A smile appears on her face as her eyes capture his handsome face—he looks like Teddy while sleeping. While extending her hand to him, she rolled her fingers on his trimmed beard—she loves his beard the most.She is still not wearing decent clothing on her upper body; she only wore jeans down there on the legs. She looked at his lips, rolling her eyes from his beard—she remembered his wet kisses from last night.Her nipples got tight as soon as she saw his lips, and she was still feeling his warm tongue all over her body.No one literally kissed and pulled her nipple, not even she, but he sucked those pinkish nipples out of her and took

"HEY!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, and she closed her ears in response while passing the look of, "Did I ask something wrong?" "Hey, I’m Sebastian Richardson." He gritted his teeth. "I know." She replied innocently, pushing his rage aside. He sucked his teeth, controlling his rage. "I mean, I know everything—everything, understood!” He clicked his tongue, looking at her. "This bike is mine; grandpa gave it to me as a present when I joined college and I'm a good bike racer." She nodded her head, understanding the situation. "Don't underestimate me; I know everything!" She gulped—he looked scary while gritting his teeth. "I’m proud of you!" She laughed, calming him down. "Piss off! I don't want your compliments." He turned back and sat on the bike. "Now sit down." He ordered. She smiled—he looks cute when he makes a puppy face in frustration. As soon as Angelina sits on the bike, he starts it. "What do you prefer—to go at full speed or