The Love Trap

mile in response. What else she could do but sit and nod? I

had agreed upon. This was nothing more than a transaction tha

at ease knowing th

room. It was minimalist–far from what she had expected from such a grand mansion. The

." As they were already married, it

as if she should ask the nanny to switch rooms. In her eyes, they wer

against her headboard, she scanned the web page on her phone, trying to find a job. If she wanted to take care o

uh

strange to see a company recruiting for translators, she wasn't expecti

ics, but there weren't many people in the world who would bother even learning the lang

s were g

, she left her personal informati

dside. It was weird. A few days ago, she was in the hospital–desper

er serene face. The sheets wrapped around her body w

she did, a beam of white light flashed

rode into the house, nodding when Paige had greeted him on his arrival. The

ilated, and his cheeks were tinged red. Not being able to help himself anymore, he threw his head back and chugged the glass down,

t drinking, this was far mor

dn't even bother to do anything else as

familiar with this villa, given that this was also his childhood home. Not b

aid

immediately turned around and buried herself deeper into the cushions. N

owever, was a d

, illuminating the entire room. The birds chirped overhead. The

n the crook of the man's arm. The two of them were sleeping

ike a pair of

ht streamed across his face, and he couldn't help but squint in annoyance. He cou

he stared at the

ll falling across his arms. Her cheeks were pale with a tinge of red, and her eyelashes were

e collarbone, to her heaving chest. She had learned to the

he way she laid there that

pe of impulse towards Celine, yet this woman already elicite

rom the way his body was reacting to her, but

d stirred. In her dreams, she was in the great lands of Africa.

gotten a hold of her arm

g that she was back in the lion's den instead. She froze as

nd wen

e bed and wrapped the blanket around her chest. "You!" she accus

ew his gaze and slowly lifted

aim, she immediately stopped herself and swallowed her words e

. Why did you come back so early?" Getting up, she stood a

ldn't help but gaz

asn't expecting that he'd come home at night and went straight to sleep. F

slept together..

woken up in his arms, he

t skippe

still had a stench of alcohol. He glanced at the woman standing by the side of the bed, feeling amused by her h

..

t even husb

e slowly took

d already taken off his clothes. The redness on her cheeks

se to men. The last thing she wanted was to come in c

go f

e to say, she sprint

ion to her absence as he unbuckle

ng he needed

slowly replaced with the fragrant smell of shower gel and aftershave. He wrapped a white bathrobe around his slender figure,

y the little bag right under his shelf. There was a sunflower sticker

with flowers and stickers–

or his permission to put

clothes and put them on, accidentally

ents fell out. From her packed clothes to all the simple ne

o pick it up when h

man, 18, Early P

rrowed. She