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

moved closer to him, not caring whether he was dressed or not. She just wanted to lean against him,

looked at his

"Out of town."

gently pushed her away, "Go

help you." Mia

him closely.

nodded, "Just watch, darling. As your lover, I

She folded them neatly and placed them into

"Prepare for five days."

storage bag, and put Andre's underwear in a travel

the door frame, watching her pack all along. He was

have you packed for before? You're

"I saw my mom packing for my

His wife was the first person who ever helped him

my first

was even

him in, "If you've ever had a crush, that counts as a first love

admit to

turned around and left the walk-in

fairness, you have

feel who's in my

he had treated other girls the same way before. "So, have you treated

"What's the reason?"

could be with me

seemed to understand Andre's meaning, "I promise you, honey,

me, and listen to my complaints, my nagging, my rants..." She listed a bunch of examples