Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

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.

matter how ruthless and cold the man was when he was outside, he would always reveal his most gentle side when he set foot into

on a suit and tie and turn into the fiercest leopard in the jungle,

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

an indifferent and

saved the warmest

her face, Xyla put

to give her lips a healthy glow before changing into a clean and tidy

matched her white blouse with a light pink high-waisted slim cut skirt. Her light pink suit was

skirt lay between her thighs and her

matching pink high heels and tying her hair into a neat

Stanley was setting up the cutlery in front of the

two cups of orange milkshake, and a small plate

simple meal, but his presence had made it

and king crab were nothing compared to the bowl of

appealingly as her soles moved upon the glossy tiles. When

desire surged within the man when he thought of the

the noodles look delicious," Xyla cheerfully walked up to him

tightly from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. He was constantly rubbing her earlobe with the tip of his nose while gritting his teeth. “I wouldn't have let you step out of this house today without 'doing it' if not for the fact that you're

Immediately, she pushed him away somewhat coldly though the rosiness on her cheeks gave her away. She sat down sheepishly. "Get yourself together, Stanley Batton. Be a