The Christmas Eve,
It was a festive day filled with colors, lights, and desserts. However, the day was going to be a show of conspiracy, and hatred towards the couple who had learned to keep the trouble behind.
At Oasis mansion,
At half past seven in the morning, Zane yawned, stretching his body, waking up in his mother's arms. He sat up after one of his best nights of sleep. His little fingers gently caressed his mother's cheek seeing her sleep so long nowadays.
He was always used to seeing her awake before him, doing household chores, and making breakfast for him. After coming to Alvin's place, he was noticing his mother resting too.
'Where is Chipmunk Monster?' He looked around the vast bedroom and didn't find him.
Anyway, without disturbing Anya, he slid off her arms and went to his bedroom to get ready for the day.
….
Alvin watched his Little Brat enter his room but paused when his eyes landed on Rob. The latter reported to Alvin, "The Starlight has invited all the major print, news, and social media for a press conference at ten."
Rob was sure it was something related to Jannet or Alvin or both. He wanted to know if they have to take any action.
Alvin couldn't guess what the team was cooking against him so they could only react once they attacked. Hence, "Her location?" Alvin solemnly asked Janet's location.
"Secured." They were keeping an eye on Janet who was in the farmhouse after an overnight journey.
Alvin barely nodded and entered the bedroom. He didn't want to ruin his mood or day behind Janet. He dabbed the sweat-absorbent towel on his neck as his eyes searched for his wife.
He saw Anya sleeping peacefully. When he was forcing her to stay in the mansion, she was always on time to wake up early morning irrespective of the time of sleep, work out in the gym, then shower and have breakfast. Her routine was so strict.
Now, he finds her lazy and snuggles under the duvet. Going close to the bed, his expression softened looking at the subtle smile on her face that eases his heart. He discerned the past as her guarded-up version and the present was her real self.
Although he wanted to let her sleep, he knew the importance of her healthy routine considering her mission. He sat on the bed and nibbled her cheek until she hummed and squirmed on the bed.
"Officer Owen is lethargic." He mused seeing the dimples on her cheeks due to the content smile on her petite face.
He was expecting her to wake up but her smile broadened and mumbled, "I can be at ease with you around." She never thought she has to rest or she could laze on the bed as her responsibility was much higher for her job, to take care of her little son and also spend some time with him.
Now, she can be of her age as Alvin's butler and housekeeper were there to cook and take care of the house. Alvin was there as a parent for Zane. She will have her routine once she starts working as Dean.
Well, her words put him in a good mood. Brushing her hair away from her face, he asked another question, "How was your task last night?" He thought to let her sleep if she was exhausted.
Anya opened her eyes at the question. Her gaze brushed over the alluring face of her husband but there was a disappointment on her face, "Boring."
Although her task to keep the diplomat safe was extremely crucial in the whole mission, she didn't get the satisfaction of doing something as Paxton created a buttery smooth trap. Thus she felt like she took a stroll at a hotel without any challenges or actions.
Alvin understood she had a cakewalk. Then what was she resting for? He thought to take her for breakfast but his wife suddenly tugged his t-shirt and fondly pressed her lips on his cheek.
Alvin: "…"
When will his wife upgrade?
He chose to excite her and tease her a bit. In a split second, he tossed the duvet and pressed her beneath him making her jaws drop.
Buried under his large frame, Anya shuddered when his thin lips latched on the crook of her neck and his hot slithery tongue licked her skin.
Her finger clutched his arm and hissed his name when he sucked on her skin, "Alvin…" Every nerve in her body jolted awake. Her heart started racing anticipating more while her mind fought between stopping him or savoring whatever her body was getting excited for.
Leaving a tempting hickey on her flushed neck, his lips traced up her neck, licking, nibbling her supple skin, while feeling her body accommodating to him.
With her soft body underneath him, she was bound to affect him. He needs to stop before he rips open his Christmas gift. His lips reached her ear, barely grazed her earlobe, and pulled away.
He watched her holding her breath and anticipating him to continue. Snaking his arm around her waist, his finger slipped under her hoodie, making her flinch at his touch. Cradling her head, he carried her to the ensuite in silence, letting her mind run wild.
Making her sit on the counter, he turned around, yanked his t-shirt, and went to shower.
Anya: "..."
Anya was at a loss for words and actions. Slipping off the counter, Anya silently brushed her teeth but her eyes stayed on the reflection of the man who was behind the frosted shower glass.
She was sure that it wasn't any kind of greeting. He pounced on her like a wolf and quit when she didn't even stop him.
Did he just play her?
Her slight embarrassment was replaced with grumpiness, narrowing her eyes at the man. She will see who the master player was. Her eyes fell on the bathtub. The perfect prop to seduce her husband and flee.
Through the frosted glass, Alvin watched her turn the water tap of the bathtub. She took her own time strolling in the ensuite, pouring the bath salt, and bubble bath liquid into the tub.
She purposefully dropped her bear pajamas with her back facing him. Alvin breathed long and deep to keep his cool watching the blurred view yet inviting curves.
Then she pulled the bathrobe, tying it loosely around her waist. Like a delicate lady, she sat on the rim of the bathtub and started checking the water temperature.
He had forgotten that his wife doesn't succumb but plays with the fire. And she had forgotten he was going to wolf her down, whoever might win the game.
Although Anya knew what would happen, she almost choked on her spit when her eyes caught n.a.k.e.d Alvin leaning on the wall with his predatory eyes zeroed at her.
Her first thought was to flee and she even tried but ended up pinned against the door again. A shiver ran down her spine when she felt his hot breath at her ear followed by his husky voice, "Congratulations." She was successful in her game, "Bathtub it is."
Anya: "..."
….
While Alvin got busy satiating his wife in the bathtub, Rob had a deep frown when he heard from security that there were cops at the gate with an arrest warrant for Alvin.
He rushed to the gate to take a look at the warrant as he tried to reach Alvin repeatedly. Then he contacted advocate Abbot for legal procedure and Ean to handle at the company.
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