He couldn't stand being around her, so much so that he'd come home only in the dead of night.

Though he clearly didn't like her, he was strangely addicted to her body. Beyond their physical encounters, he knew almost nothing about her.

"Plain broth again?" he suddenly said.

Eliza didn't turn around. "I made egg soup," she replied calmly.

"No meat?"

Eliza opened the fridge and pulled out a sausage. "Will this do?"

"It'll have to," he grumbled.

Eliza brought the bowl to him with a smile. "Here you go, enjoy."

"Just one portion?" he asked, looking up.

"There's more."

"Get another one and join me."

Eliza shook her head. "I can't afford such a fancy meal."

"It's on me."

Eliza stayed put.

twirled some pasta, blew on them, and held

hesitated. "...You eat

awkward, she retreated to the kitchen to clean up the

wrapped around her from behind, making her

never heard you scream like that

on her shoulder, making

losing it? She felt his body react and wanted to escape,

an apartment

biting gently behind her ear. "Eliza, we're married,

"I don't like this."

Sex or sex

turning h face him, his eyes cold.

saving yourself for Aar

does Aaron have to do with

get

her onto the countertop, his hands trapping her

bright and intense, locked onto his. "Mr. Casper, what do you want to

"I want the truth."

you've already imagined it, Aaron and me in bed. And yes, it's exactly what

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