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

in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, feeling utterly at peace. She didn’t bring up the topic of the house. Herman held her close his thumb gently stroking

his

reached over to the second drawer of the bedside table, pulling out a property deed.

examined it even more surprised. “Why is my name on

and it listed the co-owners

mine is naturally yours I’ve been meaning to tell you that this house is ours. I bought it after we got out marriage license. You

of her afraid that she would covet

Anasta

contribute

her voice as she asked. “Why did you put my name

I’ll covet

adoringly 1 think you might be more interested

and amused. She playfully slapped his chest, feigning indifference while saying. “Who wants your body? I’m not interested”

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

“Ticklish?

He kissed

This was

Not satisfied

in deeply. He had been in control of his emotions for thirty years, but in front of Anastasia, he was defenseless