The Bound Between Us

Chapter 133

A familiar voice, a comforting presence simple phrase, a hug and all of Anastasia’s resentment from the past few days simply melted away Before Herman returned. Anastasia was feeling down, and was determined not to give him any attention even when he returned. But when he embraced her, her resolve crumbled instanth Anastasia didn’t say a word, her emotions a whirlpool. She had so much to say but didn’t know how to start

“Are you really mad” Herman asked, kissing her forehead and cheek, his fingers lightly tracing her waist, their ears and cheeks rubbing against each

other

1m sorry!

me back late” he murmured

wined silent, letting him kiss her her mind already in a whirl from his affection

as a low rumble 1 missed you, baby’

That statement was the final straw for Anastasia. She balled up her fists and began lightly pounding his chest, a symbolic release of her emotions “Herman, you’re such a jerk.”

am a jerk.” Herman agreed, holding her hand lightly, his kisses more passionate their emotions a tinderbox ready to explode

If it weren’t for problems with a project. Herman would have been back sooner. He had been yearning to return, missing her like crazy after just a few days of separation He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom to share an wild and passionate moment

his strong heartbeat, feeling utterly at peace. She didn’t bring up the topic of the house. Herman

sat up from his

over to the second drawer of the bedside table, pulling

taken aback. She took it and examined it even

it listed the co-owners as her

you that this house is ours. I bought it after we got out marriage license. You were willing to weather hardships with me,

of her afraid that she would covet the house. But it turned but she had a share

Anasta

contribute

and again, disbelief coloring her voice as she

arent you afraid I’ll covet your

looked at her adoringly 1 think you might be more interested in my

and amused. She playfully slapped his chest, feigning indifference while

His voice was a low murmur “Hmm? Not satisfied

“Ticklish?

He kissed

This was

him Not

her in deeply. He had been in control of his emotions for thirty