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

She didn’t bring up the topic of the house. Herman held her close his thumb gently stroking her arm.

from his embrace

of the bedside table, pulling

the deed. Anastasia was taken aback. She took it and examined it even more surprised. “Why is

for the house, and it listed the co-owners as her

meaning to tell you that this house is ours. I bought it after we got out marriage license. You were willing to weather hardships with me, I couldn’t let you be wronged

thought that Herman was wary of her afraid that she would covet the house. But it turned but she had

Anasta

contribute

again and again, disbelief coloring her voice as she asked. “Why did you put my name on

afraid I’ll covet your house”

1 think you might be more interested in my body

this Anastasia’s cheeks turned red. She was both angry and amused. She playfully slapped his chest, feigning indifference while saying. “Who wants your body? I’m not

arms, playfully pinching her waist His voice was a low murmur “Hmm? Not satisfied with my

“Ticklish?

He kissed

This was

him Not satisfied oh

He had been in control of his emotions for thirty years,