Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia acted as if she hadn't heard, going totally deaf every time the topic of Maplewood Estates came up. Andre sidled up to her, getting in close, and whispered, "Still pretending, huh?"

Mia stayed silent, trying to look innocent, playing up the cute act, hoping he would let her off the hook.

Andre lifted her chin, "Acting all weak and defenseless just makes me want to tease you more."

Mia's act had flopped. She hadn't even taken a bath, but was already tricked into sex by him. Afterwards, they took a bath together.

By the time Mia left the bathroom, two hours had passed. Andre, with a towel around his waist, went to the bathroom to get his pajamas, drying his hair as he went.

Mia had a towel wrapped around her body and another one around her head. She was sitting in front of the dressing table. Her body was still blushing shyly. Every time she was intimate with her husband, she would get embarrassed for a long time. Even though they had been married for quite some time now.

Andre changed into his pajamas, and also got his wife a new set, handing it to her at the dressing table. "Put this on."

Mia blushed, setting the pajamas aside.

Andre came up behind her, looking at her bare shoulders in the mirror. He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that resonated over Mia's head. "Still shy? After all these times, you should be used to it by now."

Mia: "Honey, I think you have a problem."

Andre, puzzled, "Oh? What problem do I have?"

Looking at her husband in the mirror, Mia said, "You seem addicted to that kind of thing. You should probably see a doctor about it."

At this moment, Andre felt like decking someone. Because he loved her too much, he was the one with the problem?

scooped up Mia and placed

again." Mia kicked her legs,

beat, as if he was about to have a heart

really afraid that one day you'll die under me, so I've

of men dying in the act, but never of a woman being crushed to death by a man. "Honey. Can't you be like other men, always

rise, but

men often go on business trips for ten days or half a month at a time. But since we got married, I've never seen you go on a business trip. Are you slacking off?" Andre: "For most people, if they want to work with

Mia: "What about others?"

qualifications to work

husband began to

of the bed, away from her husband. "Darling, someone named Finley came to visit our father today. Hansen and Naomi didn't want me to talk to him much. Do you know why?" "Finley?" Indeed, Andre's attention had been

sent me away during that time. Who is he? I looked him up on my phone this afternoon. He's a

he have to

the bed, "According to father and Naomi, we should keep our distance from him in the

me this secret? What if I mistake an enemy for a friend and get used by them, and I

please, tell me." Mia began to act

and him were originally classmates, then both entered the political arena, but

brother seized an opportunity that he managed

ruthless underneath, so they didn't want Mia to know too much. In their eyes, Mia was like their other children,

Andre thought that telling his wife these things wouldn't matter. Because Finley hadn't done

this, Mia frowned, "So father was also dealing

husband, her body soft