[Chapter 23]

Lumira

We have finally moved into our new home and I'm once again enthralled by my husband's choice and taste.

We quickly settle down and return to our daily life. It's hard to stay apart after being glued for weeks. But work is important too.

"Hey, I didn't see you at the wedding." I bat my lashes sweetly at Nyssa.

"Oh, I had a really personal matter to attend at that time. Sorry, and congratulations."

"Thank you, and it's okay." I pat her hand and with one last sweet smile, I turn back to my work.

During lunch, I call Ayan to know if he had eaten or not. But the call goes to voicemail. I put my phone down and finish my lunch. I call again after and it keeps ringing.

Now worried, I call the bitchy assistant.

"Where's Ayan?" I ask straightaway.

"Sir's in a meeting. He doesn't like to be disturbed when in meeting."

I grit my teeth, "Tell him to call me after." I hang up, not in the mood to hear her snappy shit again.

One hour passes yet I receive no call from Ayan which spikes my worry further.

I go to the balcony and call again, this time he picks up. I sigh in relief.

"Baby, where were you? I had been calling." I exclaim.

"Sorry, love." He sighs, I hear rustling in the background. "I was in a meeting then another client came in to talk and kept demanding weird deals."

I pout, "It's okay. Did you have lunch?"

"No, Sara went to get something for me though."

My blood boils at the mention of her name. "Babe, why does she always cling to you?" I blurt.

I hear him chuckle softly. "She might have a tiny bit of crush on me."

My fists clench. "Is that so?"

"Maybe." He laughs some more. "Wait, are you jealous?"

I compose myself, "Why would I be? Sit on her lap for all I care."

I hear him laugh loudly and hang up in anger. That little shit.

A smirk forms on my lips as I think of a sweet tormenting punishment for my dear husband.

"Sir, your files." I put the reviewd files on my boss' desk.

"Thanks, Ms. Green. I'm sorry to ask you of this but I need the slides ready for my next presentation within an hour."

"No problem, sir. I'll get it done." I leave his cabin and get back to my desk.

It's already 4:30. So, I text Ayan that I'll be late then continue my work. My phone pings and rings a few times but I ignore it, giving him a little taste of his own medicine.

Around 6, I'm finally done. It took longer than necessary to finish with the slides and I have ignored my husband all this time. Submitting the files, I leave my office and get in my car, driving home.

As soon as I step in, Ayan comes running to greet me with a chaste kiss.

"Why weren't you picking up? I was so worried. Thought you were mad at me." He pouts and I smile fondly, kissing his cheek.

"Sir wanted me to do overtime because we have an important presentation tomorrow. Couldn't pick up the phone. Did you eat?"

"No, I ordered takeaway and waited for you. Let's eat together."

"Let me freshen up real quick." I say and head upstairs.

I take a shower and change into my night gown. It's lacy and see through.

I don't wear anything except my panties underneath which would surely drive him crazy.

I put my hair up in a messy bun and join him in the kitchen for dinner.

"Hurry. The food's getting cold." He says, looking adorable in a half sleeve tee and shorts.

When his eyes finally land on me they glaze over and I see his tongue poking out to lick over his lips. I smirk in satisfaction.

"So how was your day?" I ask.

I lean my upper body over the counter deliberately so my boobs jiggle and my cleavage is on display. He gulps hard and I bite my lip to stifle my smile.

"Uh- I- yeah good."

He can't even tear his gaze away from my chest, barely chewing on his food.

"Won't you ask me about my day?" I quirk.

He swallows again, "S-sorry. How was your day?" He manages, he shuffles on his seat.

"It was good. I made sure to spite Nyssa and enjoyed her awkward face. Serves the bitch right." I laugh.

He laughs too but then again stares at my chest.

After dinner, we throw the empty packets away and head for our bedroom. I sit on my vanity chair to follow the night skin care routine.

Ayan comes behind me and leans down to kiss my neck. I let him, applying stuff on my face and staring at him through the mirror.

He kisses and licks over my neck. His hunrgy hands eventually trail down to my chest, and that's when I snap, slapping his hands away and standing up.

"What?" He bewilders in astonishment.

"Nothing. I'm not in the mood." I lie.

His face falls visibly and I almost give in because of how adorably sad he looks, but he needs to know not to get me jealous.

"Oh." He mumbles, I see him hiding his obvious boner and climbing on bed.

I have had a long day and my body physically craves for Ayan's touch, especially my boobies. So, when I lay down they ache which makes me wince and arch my back a little.

Ayan's dark eyes stare at the movement with lust, and I inwardly dance in glee.

I untie the lace around my gown and let it slip to the sides so my front is bare and my bigger boobs are on show.

"Fuck, Lu. Why are you doing this to me?!" He almost growls.

"Because you made me jealous." I raise a brow and glare at him.

He rolls his eyes and groans, "Stop teasing me!"

He rolls on top of me and pins my hands down on the bed in a harsh grip.

"I said I'm not in the mood." I yell and push him back, pulling my gown closer.

I turn on the other side, and pretend to fall asleep.

Serves him right.

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