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."

she's upset at home, I'll be distracted outside," he

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

a bit more before hanging up. Mia looked at his handsome face,

"Out of town."

revealing more, Andre gently pushed her away, "Go warm yourself in the

help you." Mia

him

darling. As your

the suitcase to the closet, opened it, and started picking out clothes of different thickness. She folded them neatly and placed them into the suitcase. After a while, she went to the drawer, picked out several pairs of socks, "How many days will you

"Prepare for five days."

and put Andre's underwear in a travel bag. After half an hour of bustling around, she

leaning against the door frame, watching her pack all along.

you packed for before? You're so skilled,"

want her husband to misunderstand, "I saw my mom packing for my dad. After a while, I picked it

was the first

you're my first

even

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

hard to admit to his almost thirty-year-old self that

answering, he turned around and

"Honey, for fairness, you have to tell me

feel who's in

same way before. "So, have you treated anyone else this nicely?" Andre gazed at Mia deeply, "Mia,

"What's the reason?"

she could be with

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

to my complaints, my nagging, my rants..." She listed a bunch of