Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia could only protest with "mmmm" as she was kissed senseless by Andre. So caught up in the moment, she didn't even notice his hands sneaking around her waist. Not until they began to slowly move up. Mia immediately came to her senses and pushed Andre's hand

away with her small hand, "Hey, hubby, you're going too far!"

Andre was lost in the kiss, wishing he could press his wife onto the desk right now.

After a steamy make-out session, they made up.

Andre went to shower while Mia hid in the sheets, shrugging off responsibility for their heated moment, "I had nothing to do with it, you're the one who lost control."

Andre closed his eyes in the bathroom. When he was single he was fine with not being physically intimate, but when he was married it was even tougher than it had been when he was single. Before, he didn't want to have sex, but now he craved it and Mia kept refusing him. He felt like it was a test of his self-control.

After showering, Andre came out wearing only a towel. Mia couldn't help but admire her husband's body, sneaking peeks at his chest muscles. She wanted to count his abs but didn't dare to be too reckless.

Andre intentionally paraded around the bedroom in just his towel.

Mia pouted, "Hubby, go put on some clothes. You can't tempt me into making a mistake."

Andre looked at her, satisfied with her reaction, "I'm practicing my self-control every night. You should too."

Mia, "You're so sneaky."

Andre raised an eyebrow, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. His phone rang, he picked it up and said, "Hello."

Mia curiously crawled to the end of the bed to watch him answer the phone.

Seeing her coming closer, Andre told the person on the phone, "I'll be there tomorrow, I have to stay with my kitten tonight. I need to stabilize her emotions."

Mia frowned, "Hubby, you're telling people I'm your kitten again." She thought that if he flaunted it like that, the whole world would know that Andre, the business tycoon, had taken a kitte for a wife. Ignoring her, Andre continued, "I didn't come home last night and my wife missed me. She stayed up all night crying, her eyes all puffy. If I'm not home tonight, she'll be even more upset."

at home, I'll be distracted outside,"

caring whether he was dressed or not. She just wanted to lean against

before hanging up. Mia looked at his handsome face, her eyes curved into little crescents,

"Out of town."

her away, "Go warm yourself in the bed, I need

you."

him closely.

nodded, "Just watch, darling. As your lover, I should know how

opened it, and started picking out clothes of different thickness. She folded them neatly and placed them into the

"Prepare for five days."

socks, placed them in a storage bag, and put Andre's underwear in a travel bag. After half an hour of bustling around, she clapped her hands, "Done, darling. Are

leaning against the door frame, watching her pack all along. He was more than

before? You're

want her husband to misunderstand, "I saw my mom packing for my

satisfied. His wife was the first person who

my first

was even more

your first love then?" Sneaky Mia's starting to reel him in, "If you've ever had a crush, that counts as a first love

to his almost thirty-year-old self that

he turned around

for fairness, you have to

you feel who's in my

before. "So, have you

"What's the reason?"

"I hope she could be with

promise you, honey, please continue to show me your

pajamas, Mia leaned against the closet door, "You have to be patient with me, indulge me, and listen to my complaints, my nagging, my rants..." She listed a bunch of examples of how he