The Bound Between Us

Chapter 936

What does a domineering CEO look like when he's in a playful mood?

Herman lifted his head from her chest and flashed a grin so dazzling it could melt steel. That smile alone made Anastasia's heart flutter.

She pinched his cheek, laughing. "People say beautiful women are trouble, but what about handsome men? Are you the dangerous kind too?"

Honestly, Herman was trouble—in the best way. She loved his loyalty, the way he stuck by her no matter what.

Good looks are one thing, but being devoted? That's the real deal. Who wouldn't fall for a man like that?

He caught her hand, gazing at her with a look that was all affection and mischief. "If I'm trouble, then you're stuck with me for a million years. Forever and ever, okay?"

She looked up, falling headlong into the warmth of his gaze, her eyes suddenly misty. "Okay! Forever and ever."

He chuckled, buried his head against her again, and playfully toppled her over. "But first, let's get down to business."

His wife was just too tempting-he really didn't care about "getting to work" right

now.

Anastasia couldn't help but laugh. "Just because you've had a vasectomy doesn't mean you get to misbehave all you want. We've got plenty of time, you know."

shot back,

then realized-Herman's "now" wasn't the calendar kind. He was talking about action,

another passionate round followed. Anastasia had to admit, Herman's energy was endless. He seemed determined to make sure she'd never forget

didn't know why he was so powerless around Anastasia. He was addicted to every little

"better," he'd still choose her. She was

when she heard the ruckus from the bedroom, her cheeks turned bright pink and she

siblings, found Salma. “Grandma, where's

mom's busy! Why don't you take your brother

"It's already morning. What's Mom

hesitated, then changed the subject. "Hey, want to go hiking with

for me, Grandma-I'll

a hike-Tavon, of course tagging along as always. Lately, Tavon was glued to Salma's side, always hunting

times, begging him to come back and save the Morton Group. The company was teetering on the edge of

anymore-if the Morton

finally managed to crawl out of bed close to noon. She was starving, and for once, she demolished two bowls of rice and a big bowl of

and teased, "See? If you don't eat well, just get a little exercise

obviously meant the

"Can you

face. "I thought

soup and stood up. "I'm heading out. Find something to do this afternoon, and don't bother