She did not know when it started, but Stanley Batton would always be the one preparing the meals as long as they were at home.

He would also wash the dishes after they had their meals and did all the other household chores.

Everything was contrary to what they had agreed to when they first moved into this house.

In the past, both of them would divide the chores equally.

However, the situation had changed as time crept by. He was now in charge of all the heavy work.

The man seemed to be accustomed to their current lifestyle too. He would automatically settle everything for his girl, spoiling her like a little princess.

Xyla Quest had also gotten used to it.

She was used to being pampered by him every day.

She was used to having her man to take charge of all the household chores.

No matter how tough the real world was, she would always be his baby girl in this house.

Whenever she returned to their home, he would welcome her with his warm embrace.

was when he was outside, he would always reveal his most gentle side when he set foot

and tie and turn into the fiercest leopard in the jungle, wandering

he could also take off his suit and put on an apron for her, patiently

been an indifferent

warmest side of him

Xyla put on some

a healthy glow before changing into a clean and

a light pink high-waisted slim cut skirt. Her light pink suit was rather well-fitting, perfectly accentuating her figure

pink skirt lay between her thighs and

matching pink high heels and tying her hair into a

was setting up the cutlery

two bowls of steaming seafood noodles, two cups of orange milkshake, and a small plate of

a simple meal, but his presence had made

crab were nothing compared to the bowl of

fat on them. They swayed appealingly as her soles moved upon the glossy tiles. When Stanley lifted his head, the first thing that caught his sight was her legs, followed by her slender

strong desire surged within the man when he thought of the images of

delicious," Xyla cheerfully walked

soon as she finished her sentence, Stanley hugged her tightly from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. He was constantly rubbing her earlobe with the tip of his nose while gritting

on her cheeks gave her away. She sat down sheepishly. "Get yourself together, Stanley Batton. Be

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