Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 18 – A Strange Stranger (Sky‘s POV) Angela‘s round eyes blinked as my palm covered her mouth, stopping her from screaming. “Don‘t dare scream again, Angela. Olivia‘s room is just next to mine,” I warned her. At first, I thought she pressed her lips to suppress herself from screaming, but I was wrong. She was trying to stop herself from laughing. I moved away from her but remained kneeling so my head would not bump the shelf of the cabinet. When I glanced at her, Angela was biting her bottom lip, and her face was so red, causing me to think all the red spots on her face had melted. “What now?” I hissed, wondering why my body was feeling hot. She swallowed hard and forced a chuckle as she puckered her lips, pointing at my shaft. We were in an awkward position, finding myself kneeling in between her legs, and my member was not even ashamed of getting hard in front of her. 

“Please, Sky, get out. Your manhood is tickling me,” she said, closing one eye and pressing her lips, and this time, she was avoiding laughing hard at our position. 

My eyebrows knitted. “What do you mean it‘s tickling you?” I asked, hiding my amusement. “Just please, get off me,” she said, pushing me out of the big closet. I scoffed at her, getting out of the cabinet before I could not stop myself. She must have put me under her spell that I was feeling aroused by her words, voice, and hard nipples, which were so obvious underneath her top pajamas. 

“Does the bed bother you that you sleep here?“I hissed, opening another cabinet. Finally, I found my things. Marrying a strange stranger stirred my world, confusing my brain and heart. She got out, fixing her waist–long hair. “It‘s comfortable here. Besides, I was scared you might not want to sleep in your bed if you see me there.” “Actually, you‘re right,” I agreed with her, putting on my shirt. “But this house has plenty of guest rooms, and I could go there and sleep,” I explained. “I may not like you, but I am not a bad person.” I turned my head to look at her. “Follow me.” We went out of my bedroom and walked toward the kitchen. At this hour, the maids are usually at their quarters, and Elenita spends time with Olivia, reading her books or helping with her homework. 

She pulled a chair from the kitchen island and watched me as I moved toward the refrigerator, taking a small cake box. After placing it on the table, I pushed it toward her. “Open it,” I instructed Frank to buy a small birthday cake for her because she didn‘t have any yesterday. I am giving her a cake for no other reason except those celebrating birthdays with a cake is very important for me. Her lips curved into an excited smile as her beautiful round eyes sparkled with happiness. She bit her bottom lip, glancing at me as her eyes danced. When she opened the lid of the box, my eyebrows raised, peeking at what was inside for the first time. “Happy Birthday, Angela! Love, Sky,” She read and giggled as tears rolled down her cheeks.” 

I‘m sure you didn‘t buy this,” she wiped her tears, still sniffling as she put the candle on top of the cake 

I opened the drawer, got a lighter, and lit the candle. 

the candle. Like a child, she clapped her hands and smiled as she cried. I let her cry, and when she was done, she took her new cellphone and took

asked, curious at what

give me a hundred million so I can have my face fixed,” she chuckled, dipping her index finger into the icing and putting her finger on her mouth. She moaned, closing her eyes, causing my stupid self to lick my lips, wanting to taste her lips “This is the best cake ever! Thank you, Sky,” She smiled, showing her sweet smile. Her face might

cake cutter for her. “I only have one wish every year,” she said truthfully. “For my real parents to find me,” she said as she cut the cake. “It‘s not that I‘m not grateful with Si...with my mother. I know she loved me very much, but it would be

when she jumped to her

what happened when you had appletini last night?” I thought she would pester me, but she did not, causing me to feel guilty about it. “Fine! Let‘s go to the bar but let‘s try

stop me from laughing. She is an adorable doll when she does that, looking innocently surprised. I nodded. “We have one in the next room, but

bar? Woah!” She exclaimed, following me after taking her

me, I think, would be okay before I resigned to the guest room, but as we reached my own home bar, she sat on the stool excitedly, and her lips parted, looking at the liquor bottles with awe. “Sky,” She called my name with zeal. “Can I have a margarita today?” When I raised my eyebrows, she giggled, a

today? She released a scream in delight, clapping her hand as I nodded. As I stand behind the bar, she climbs down the stool and stands beside me, watching how I do her drinks. When I was done, I gave it