As her lids drooped, Marcus’ palm continued its exploratory journey across her form, a touch both possessive and tender.

She expressed her disapproval with a gentle swat on his roaming hand.

“I concede my current vulnerability; my sole recourse remains in my hands. You don’t want me to go beyond that, do you?”

Millie acquiesced, acknowledging Marcus’ nature as a fervent pursuer.

Approximately thirty minutes later, Marcus succumbed to sleep. Gently extricating herself, Millie slipped from the bed and proceeded to the kitchen, commencing her culinary preparations, extracting ribs from the refrigerator, simmering water, arranging ingredients…

As the sun dipped below the horizon, an alluring aroma wafted from the kitchen, enveloping their home in a savory embrace.

Leaning against the countertop, Millie’s thoughts drifted back to their initial night as husband and wife. His aloof demeanor then had irked her, yet here she stood, orchestrating a nourishing meal.

awakening, a yearning for Millie’s presence overcame him, propelling him downstairs to hug

from slumber. Pray tell, what delectable concoction simmers in your

its embrace. Beyond the Smith family’s gates, within a sleek ebony vehicle, a man emerged,

seek you?” queried the vigilant security at the entrance, their composure wavering in

landed his hand upon the security guard’s shoulder, dictating, “Unbar the

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the guard anticipated his shoulder might part ways from its socket, he yielded to his duty and resisted

the guard’s waist, propelling him several paces aside and deploying the card to access the threshold, thereby

“Damn it! An intruder!”

even as the Smith family’s security

in the deepest shades of darkness, his attire, trousers, and even leather boots

Harlan ordered, extracting a firearm from his pocket, the barrel’s

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