Alex waited in the foyer for his troubled fake wife. She entered the room and looked tired and distressed. Probably tired from the days of playing with his nymphomaniac friends. And that includes the sex addict lover.

"So, you are always away," Alex mumbled.

"You were always away too." She gritted her teeth toward him, answering coldly.

"Well, at least I am doing a real business. Then, how about you?" He smirked. "Why are you always flustered, Margarette?" He stood from the sofa with a martini glass in his hand. What's bothering you?"

"What's bother me?" She snorted. "You never treated me like your wife. Or even fuck me?"

"Why?" He scoffed. "Why would I fuck someone as dirty as you? Aren't you satisfied with the gigantic penises that you fucked every night?" He smirked. "Or you like the small white one?"

That made Margarette confused at the moment. Just how did he know? What else does he know?

"I saw you coming out from a hotel room with Mr. Achebe. The man who approached me. He somehow slipped off and speak about how good you were. But too bad, I wasn't into something dirty as you. Well, good night. Don't let the bug bite." He smirked as he walked past her.

Once that he reached his room, he locked the door and make sure that even the chain locked is on. He knew well that she's planning to kill him too and took away his wealth. But everything won't work since their marriage was just fake. He's not stupid enough to get killed and have his wealth taken that only meant for his son.

He sat down on the bed as he placed his martini glass next to his wife's photo.

"I'm sorry, my love. Soon, I'll take her to her miserable life." He kissed the photo as he lay down on his bed and hugged the picture frame. "For now, we have to endure that she's staying here in our house. Soon, she'll be kicked out. Then, our son and his wife can move in anytime."

At the time that he was asleep, holding his wife's photo a woman was standing outside the door of his room.

Margarette was plotting something. She even stood in front of her husband's room holding key to his room. She wanted to kill him at the moment. She also wanted to kill Alessandro to have all of their wealth. After all, she's married to him. She slid the key to the doorknob and it's already one in the morning. She's sure that he's sleeping. So, she gently unlocked his door and opened it. But something was blocking inside and she noticed the chains. Suddenly, a man peeked on the open space on the door and frowned at her. He grabbed the key from her hand.

"H-honey…" She mumbled. The door closes and then it opened as her husband hauled her arm and dragged her down. It woke up the maids from her screaming and the Butler approached him.

"Throw her away." He demanded. "There's only one rule that I told you. Not to get into my room and my son's room!"

"You are still hiding your dead wife there?!" She screamed at him. "Now, you are kicking me out?" She gritted her teeth. Her face distorted in anger but her husband's face was even scarier than anyone. The cold glare sends shivers to her spine and it made her knees weak.

"Locked her in the guest room." He said coldly. "Call the roving guard."

Two butlers hold her both arms and the maid ran outside. He watched them take Margarette outside the house to the guest room which is on the left-wing of the house. He went back to his room and stared at the duplicate key that Margarette has. He didn't know where she gets it but he has to be careful now.

When he reached his room, he went to the bathroom and entered the shower room that is covered by glasses. He clicked on the door as the secret slide open. He entered and went downstairs. Then, he finally reached the capsule where he kept his wife. He froze her so he could still see her body, looking alive and not decayed.

"I'm not done with it, my love." He placed his hand over the glass of the capsule. "Once that she's behind the bar for a lifetime, I could finally let you go. I know that it's selfish of me to keep you here. But ever since I keep you here, you keep our son safe through my dreams."

He went to the machine and checked the data on the computer. He's been working his ass for years to give his son a good life and to keep his dead wife here for years now. He pointed himself as the fault of the accident. Because he wasn't protective of her enough. Now, he didn't want the same mistakes to happen. Even to his son.

"My love, if time passes, can I love another?" He asked her though he knew that she wouldn't answer. "Or maybe, we should live like this?"

His love for his wife was never-ending. He wanted to be with her when they were given a second chance in another life.

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Alessandro was panting after the second time of lovemaking. It's one-thirty and the moon could be so brought out in their open curtains. It's beautiful, a yellowish color that gives a dim light on this hot night.

"Okay, I'm tired. Don't make a move on me!" His wife threatened him as she slipped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. He whistled at his wife, indicating her sexy nude body. He approached the window and closed the heavy curtains.

"How about some snacks?" He asked.

"Uh, no. I was planning to sleep." She said as she comes out of the bathroom and wiping her lower part. "Look, we had a fun night and day but tomorrow is working day." She kissed his lips. "Let's sleep and wrapped those muscled arms around me." She teased him.

He laughed and squeezed both of her full butts.

"Okay, give me a moment." He mumbled and kissed her cheeks as he teasingly smacked her butt cheek.

"Oh, seriously?" She frowned at him and smacked his butt and pushed the towel to his chest. She climbed up on the bed and cuddled on the pillow. "Hurry up now,"

Alessandro hurried on washing up and brushing his teeth. Then, he walked toward the bed, feeling tired and sleepy.

"Alright, cuddle with me big bunny." She giggled as she pulled the sheets to their body. Alessandro wrapped his arms around her protectively. She hummed and wrapped her other leg to him.

"Good night baby boo…" She mumbled. He chuckled and kissed her temple.

"That's sweet of you."

Just when his wife is asleep, he noticed that his phone blinks. He gently flexed his arms to reached it and checked it behind his wife. He saw the photos of a familiar woman wearing Gucci from head to toe entering the hotel with an assistant. He put text the night shift bodyguard that he set up and dismissed them to give them time to sleep for tomorrow and for whatever crazy thing that will be going by tomorrow, now that Wendy is here.

"Hubby," His wife mumbled. "Hubby, hug me more."

He put away his phone and hugged her.

"What's bothering you again?" She mumbled.

"I'll tell you when I could." He mumbled. "Let's sleep, my love. We are too tired today."

The time that Alessandro fell asleep, he started dreaming. At this time, he's dreaming of his mother sitting on the bench in their garden. She's humming a song while finishing his school uniform.

"Mom." He called. His eyes widen as his mother slowly turned to him.

"Hello, handsome boy." She giggled. Her black long curly hair perfectly follows her moves.

"Mom," He took heavy steps and sat beside her, and hugged her tightly.

"What's wrong, handsome? Do girls make you this drain again?" Her mother teased. "I know that your dad and I have gorgeous genes that would make girls crazy about you." She pointed to his nose. "But, my little handsome man. You have to choose someone you love and protect her from those crazy girls out there. I am so sure that they'll run after you."

"You mean I am more handsome than my friends?"

"Well, your friends are handsome too, but somehow, you are way too attractive." She giggled. "Well, that was at least what I heard from the girls when I passed from the Parents Meeting."

"Mom, I have never been scared in my life before." He mumbled to her.

"Don't worry my dear. Your dad and I will protect you. But this time, don't make commitments again. Only if you found the right one." She caressed his hair and then patted it. "Your dad had lots of women lingering around him even at that old age."

"Oh, really? Eww."

"Your dad only laid his eyes on me. And I want you to do the same. When your little heart," She pointed to his chest where his heart is located. "Started beating loud and it feels like it's going big and explode, only if you see the girl that caught your eyes. She's the one. But this girl should be sane. Do you understand me? Not as insane as your exes."

"Yes, mommy. This girl will only love you and will protect you too. This girl will love you and that's how you should protect her too."