Things had finally calmed down, and breakfast had been consumed. Dimitri had been in a good mood the whole time, with a smile constantly visible on his face. He looked like a fat cat that ate the canary, very relaxed and satisfied.

Nothing escaped Aurora, and when the bill came for their breakfast, she glanced at it, their meal had cost him two month's worth of groceries. But for Dimitri, it was nothing, nothing his black card couldn't take care of.

And since they have established that they were going to try to make their relationship work, Dimitri jumped at the chance to practice his rights. So he held her hand as they walked towards the elevator.

"What are you doing?" she asked, surprised. She tried to release his hold on her by pulling her hand away.

"Trying to get used to being a couple. We can start now. So we can strengthen our relationship," he said as he tightened his hold. He had been craving to touch her since he saw her this morning, and aside from wiping down her tears his needs still needed to be assuaged.

He always had a controlling nature, and if he wanted to hold her hand, then he would. He did not care if she was comfortable with it or not. He waited five long years for this moment, and he would not let it pass by.

Holding her hand was the first step because he knew he needed to be patient with her. He had been celibate for the last five years, and he wanted to experience that sexual satisfaction he had with Aurora that one magical night they were together.

Her soft hands brought him back to the dark hotel room, where they explored each other's bodies, caressing, kissing, licking, and sucking places they've only explored in each other's arms.

Thinking about that night made him want to keep Aurora for the day and show her what they've both missed the past few years, but taking her here and now without her consent will harm his plans on having marital bliss. To make her happy, he had to do things on her terms.

"Well not all of them," he thought. He would still probably need to give her a nudge from time to time to hurry things up. Like holding her hand today. She definitely wouldn't do that freely.

"Isn't it too soon for this? We barely know each other, and we just met again today?" she said as she frowned.

"Why is he getting so feely touchy already? I agreed to us knowing each other, not being physical with each other," she thought, frustrated. She wondered if she made the wrong decision.

"The sooner we learn about each other, the better," he smirked, "Plus you already agreed to be my wife, so it's just natural that I hold my wife's hand."

She was trying to find a reason to disagree when they chanced upon a group of people in the lobby of the hotel. So she decided not to make a fuss and just let him hold her hand. It's not that big of a deal, she thought.

But holding her hand did not end when they got into his car. Because he was not driving and they were seated at the back he had time to hang onto her hand, caressing her fingers with his thumb.

He was comparing their hands. While her hands were small and fair, his hands were larger and darker in color. She had long dainty fingers that looked like they were meant to play the piano, and he had thicker ones that were callused and marked with small scars here and there. But both their fingernails were cut short and painted clear for hygienic purposes.

No matter the difference, their hands fit perfectly together, big hands cradling her small ones, and holding her felt oh so good.

"You can let go of my hand now," she said when she noticed that he was looking at their hands intently like there was something spectacular about them.

"Aurora, stop trying to evade me," he said coldly. This was the only thing he could do right now, and he will not relinquish this small victory of being close to her.

His eyes were hooded, and he had that "you better listen to me" look in his eye that she gave Enzo whenever he was misbehaving, so she knew that he meant business and she had no strength to go against him.

He kept on caressing her hand and looking up at her, and it was starting to unnerve her. "What is so fascinating about her hands anyway?" she thought.

"So tiny," he grinned as he lifted her hand and planted a small kiss on it. He chuckled when he saw her blush. At least one of them is happy, she thought. She just didn't know what to do with him right now.

When she saw the front of her house, she tried to jump from the car even before it had stopped, "Bye," she said, but Dimitri had his arm around her waist pulling her back to him, anticipating her move.

"Are you trying to get away from me?" he asked with her body wedged against his. She didn't think he knew what she was up to, so now she wasn't prepared to have his arms wrapped around her in this very compromising position.

She could not utter a word, so she just shook her head. She was very well aware of how close their bodies were touching, and she was getting hot.

He traced his thumb on her cheek, they were as soft and silky as he imagined. She was like a drug, the more he touched her, the more he got intoxicated. He wanted so bad to kiss her soft waiting lips right now but instead, he tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear and sniffed her hair. His urges can wait.

"Wait for me tonight," he said breathlessly. One more minute in her presence will undo all his self-restraint. He had to let her go.

She was not unaffected by their close proximity, his touch on her cheek, then behind her ear, and knowing that he just inhaled her scent. She wanted to lean in and give in to the need to kiss him. But at that moment, he let her go.

She was standing on the sidewalk, staring at his car as it barreled down the street before she came to. It was just too much to handle.

To say he was controlling was an understatement, he's been trying to tell her what to do since she met him this morning, from breakfast all the way to holding her hand in the car. She could see right away that they will be butting heads in the future because of this, but for her son, she was willing to bite the bullet.

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Enzo was oblivious of the activities that morning, but he was happy that his mom was able to take the day off. Because it usually meant they had time to go to the park.

She felt guilty when she saw how happy her son was, it had been a while since she took him out just so he could play. Due to her hectic work schedule, she even had to bring him to work and let the patients entertain him. That was not how a growing kid should spend his days, so she vowed she would take him out to the park at least twice a week.

Enzo was pooped. He was so tired that he just went straight to bed after dinner and his bath, he didn't even ask her to read him a story.

So Aurora took this rare opportunity of having enough time for herself to review the documents she had taken home the day before. This would give her enough time to research… when she heard a knock on the door.

She frowned, "Who will come calling at this time? I hope it's not somebody asking for money."

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