"Did you just slap me?" Adam's question got her shivering. His slow steps toward her, his burning gaze, forced her to take a step backward. "I..." Anna shuttered fearfully, not finding the right words to use; she was definitely not telling him sorry. For what exactly? For getting her pregnant and leaving her to battle with mood swings while he went around flirting with every beautiful lady he came across? He should deal with it!
"Don't you think you deserve to be punished for laying your hands on your fiancée? Even the baby would want me to punish his momma for bullying his daddy." He cupped her before she could even object. He dropped her on the bed, then climbed on top of her. He trailed his hands down her collarbone, giving her breasts a slight squeeze, earning a soft moan from her. She facepalmed herself in embarrassment. "Stop, Adam! They're watching us!" Anna tried pushing him off. "Who? You mean the ceiling, right? Don't worry, they won't make a sound." It was then Anna realized his men were all gone.
"How about I help you fix your mood?" He chewed on her neck, earning another moan. She was turning him on even without trying; she would have to pay the price if it got deeper than it already was. "You can actually do that?" Anna blinked innocently, forcing him to chuckle. Just what he expected; her naive looks did crazy things to him. Funny how she couldn't even tell. "Remember what the doctor said about delivery, right?" Adam grumpily stood up, pretending to leave. "I would advise you to have sex three or four times a week to avoid complications during delivery." The doctor's voice replayed in Anna's head. "Will you do what the doctor said?" "Of course! I mean, why not? I wouldn't stand by and watch you suffer when there's something I can do to help. I will do anything for you and my baby." Adam smiled. "Fine! I feel so hot down there; can you help me calm down? Please?" How crazy; who would have thought the stubborn wife acting all cheeky would be here begging for sex? How naive can she be? "It would be my pleasure, my lady," Adam almost screamed out. He was going to have a taste of his sweet but psycho baby mama. Nothing could be more soothing than that. "Why are you still standing? Come on, I'm getting impatient!" Anna dragged him back to the bed, getting on top of him. She began getting rid of his jacket, tearing out the buttons like an angry lion while Adam watched with a mixed expression. "What if she later blames me for taking advantage of her?" He shrugged it off, deciding to enjoy it while it lasted. Even if she later blamed him, he would gladly bear the consequences.
He diverted his gaze to the already naked Anna, staring deeply into her eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?" "Just shut up and do as you are told for once." Anna crashed her lips on his, tracing her hands down his lower region.
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Anna yearned, tiredly forcing her eyes open. She rolled from one edge of the bed to another, hoping to touch Adam, but he was nowhere to be found. "That fool! He left because he's gotten what he's always wanted, jerk!" Anna cursed, looking into the bedsheets, obviously checking herself out. She dragged the bedsheets up, covering herself properly.
"You awake?" She turned to see Adam coming out of the bathroom. "You expect me to answer that question?" Anna scoffed, trying really hard not to stare at his exposed chest. "Thought we were cool already?" Adam pouted his lips, blinking his eyes repeatedly. "Before I forget, why are you still here? Aren't you supposed to be gone by now?" Anna got up from the bed, dragging the bedsheet along. She got to where he was and stood. "Just count today as your lucky day because you might never get this opportunity again, jerk!" She pushed him aside and stormed into the bathroom, leaving the door open. Adam smiled happily; at least she didn't blame him. She's already taking a shower with the door open; it can only mean one thing: she's no longer mad at him.
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"I might just change my mind if you insist on crying the bag; just follow closely; I will carry it myself," Anna insisted as she dragged her big bag down the stairs. Adam had been begging her to leave it for him or rather his men, but she refused and even threatened to stay back if he didn't let her carry it.
She managed to get the bag outside while Adam followed with her handbag. His men took the bag from her, gesturing her to get into the already opened door. She hissed repeatedly, getting pissed off with the princess treatment; she wasn't used to any of it. She wanted to do her things herself. Adam got in as well, and then the car pulled out from the compound.
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A wow escaped Anna's lips the moment the car pulled into the magnificent mansion. It was way bigger than the Winthrop's mansion; only God knows how many things this guy owns.
"You need my help?" Anna ignored him, making her way into the building while his men followed with her luggage. "Good afternoon, ma'am," the maids greeted; there were about ten of them standing patiently, waiting to lead her in. Anna waved at them, then continued walking in. Adam said a few things to them before rushing in to meet her.
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"What do you mean you couldn't get her?" Arnold yelled angrily. "I'm so sorry, boss, she was way tougher than I expected," the guy apologized. "You couldn't even get a lady and yet you claim to be professional. I'm only giving you this last opportunity to fix your mistake!" Arnold hissed. "She's currently staying with your brother, but you've got nothing to worry about; my sister will do the job. I won't disappoint this time." "Let's see how you escape this time around!" Arnold smirked mischievously.