"If you want to get a woman's heart, get her body first"
-Hans Matthew-
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It was dark when Achiera arrived home, the atmosphere of the house was as predicted as always by her. Dark and quiet, it felt like a hallway with no sign of life in it.
In fact, she really didn't like this atmosphere, but it was even more uncomfortable if she had to be around people who saw her with envious eyes because of her status as the mistress of women' male idol, including Hans's house assistants.
"You got home early?"
The source of the voice suddenly shocked Achiera. And she was even more shocked when she found out that Hans was in his suit and was already at the dining table which was equipped with so many luxury foods and Achiera's favorite foods. And the candles that further beautified the appearance of the dining table were like a candle light dinner.
"Until when do you plan to stand there still?"
The rebuke immediately brought Achiera back from the shock.
Before she could answer, Hans stood up and walked toward Achiera. And, as soon as he was at an arms length of distance from her, he took hold of her hand and pulled her toward the dinning table.
"You may sit, Mrs. Matthew," Hans said as he pulled a chair for Achiera.
Without any word, Achiera sat down obediently.
"Do you want to eat or drink first, Mrs. Matthew? I will get it for you," Hans continued.
"Hmm ... I want a drink."
"Wine or mineral water?" Hans asked again.
"Mineral water," Achiera answered after she could finally wrap her head around what was going on.
"Hans ... What is the meaning of all this?" Achiera asked after drinking her mineral water.
"What else, I am chasing you," Hans replied calmly. "Do you mind my surprise, Mrs. Matthew?" Hans continued.
"Ah, I don't mind, but it is too much. I was a little shocked, this is the first time I've been treated so sweetly," Achiera explaind while lowering her head and wringing her own hands.
Hans pulled free Achiera's hands, kissed her hands softly as if he wanted to give the comfortable feelings to the owner of the hands.
"Achiera, I admit that our meeting was because of an accident and had stemmed hatred in each of our hearts, but that doesn't mean that the hatred couldn't change after all this time we have spent together. Don't you feel that we need each other? Because I feel that way, I really need you," Hans explained, looking deep into Achiera's eyes.
"I, 'Hans Matthew' promise you that from now on I will treat you well and sweetly. This is my promise to you, Mrs. Matthew."
"Hmmm Hans, please don't call me Mrs. Matthew. I am—"
Achiera had not got the time to finish her words when Hans had already cut her off saying, "What's wrong with being called like that? In the future you will be Mrs. Matthew!" Hans said casually.
Achiera was shocked to hear Hans's words, her heart was beating hard uncontrollably. This was clearly seen when her hand pushed wine off the table in her fluster. The wine spilled, soaking her clothes.
"Achiera ... the wine spilled on your clothes. Are you okay?" Hans asked worriedly as he wiped Achiera's clothes which were soaked by the wine, with a tissue.
"Eh, Han. I'm fine. You don't need to do that, I'll clean myself in the toilet," Achiera replied then immediately stood up.
"Alright, I'll wait for you in the room, okay?" Hans said.
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Achiera woke up alone, she didn't see Hans lying on the other side of the bed.
"Huft .... Hans probably left early in the morning back to his house before leaving for the office. He has a house, there is no way he can stay in this apartment all the time," Achiera muttered to herself.
However, somehow she felt some emptiness waking up alone after her several mornings with Hans by her side. As if something was missing when she woke up alone right now.
"Idiot! What are you thinking? Remember, Achiera, you're just a woman he bought to satisfy his lust. Please, keep your feelings!" That words could clearly be heard in Achiera's heart, warning her.
While lowering the blanket to get up from the bed, Achiera frowned at her reflection in the mirror ahead. From her neck, breasts, to her stomach, all of them were full of Hans's kiss marks. The man seemed to left traces of his possession everywhere deliberately.
"Damn the psycho man! Anyone who saw would know that this was a hickey, I can hide the ones on my chest, but what about these on my neck?!" Achiera said, cursing Hans.
After finishing her shower and getting ready to go to work, Achiera still noticed the red marks on her neck.
"Damn idiot Hans!" She grumbled while looking for a turtleneck top that could cover the hickies up to her neck.
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Achiera went to the office where she worked. This was the first time she went alone after she moved in to the Hans' private apartment and was only accompanied by the driver today. Usually, she always went to the office with the young master from Matthews Group.
When she arrived at the office, she took a deep breath then sighed. After seeing the hours of absence, she felt relieved to know that she was not late.
Immediately, she went straight to the cleaning service department. While working, Achiera could not focus on what she touched, her mind drifted to remember what happened last night. She gave up in Hans's arms, and groaned Hans' name sensually. Satisfied Hans with her screams and also said that she also loved the man and would allow him to pursue her.
She frowned at the memory because she felt so cheap, selling herself to the man, but was blown away by his seduction. Yes, it can't be helped, that man was the incarnation of the male conqueror Eros with all his experience and expertise, while Achiera was inexperienced and this was her first time trudging along carnal pleasures.
"God, please forgive my sins," Achiera said as she shook her head and focused herself on the work.
However, again and again she failed, because her mind was always filled with Hans's face, the ice skunk, but it turned out it would be very melting when it came to matters related to sex.
 Achiera stood dumbfounded in front of the toilet door as she shook her head to clear all the dirty thoughts.
 "Thinking of me ..."
 The source of the sound mentally kicked off Achiera who was daydreaming.