Aiden stroked Anya's face and said in a low voice, "I'm sure I can make your mother accept me, but I'm not sure about you. What can I do to make you truly believe in me?"

Anya bit her lip without answering Aiden's question.

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Her childhood experience made her a sensitive woman. She couldn't trust others easily and used to rely on herself.

"Anya, I never intended to hurt you. Not now and forever. I will take care of everything that is valuable to you," Aiden said softly.

When she lifted her head, Anya could see the stern look on her husband's face. Aiden wasn't lying to her.

She said nothing and hugged his body tightly.

Aiden hugged her back with a sad look. "Do you still want to divorce me?"

"No," Anya answered.

Anya also didn't want to part with Aiden. Without realizing it, her heart now belonged to Aiden. However, what could she do if her mother didn't approve of their relationship?

What's more, after waiting for her mother to wake up for three years, her mother suddenly returned to a coma because of her...

Those feelings of guilt gnawed Anya's heart.

Could she be selfish? Could she ignore her mother's anger in order to be with the man she loved?

She loved her mother, but she also loved Aiden...

When she heard that Aiden intended to protect her for life, her heart felt peaceful.

Aiden hugged Anya's waist. Before Anya could react, the man had lifted Anya's body onto his desk. He trapped Anya with his big body.

"What are you doing?" Anya blinked her eyes repeatedly innocently. Her hand grabbed Aiden's chest.

Aiden smiled when he saw his wife's appearance and whispered softly in Anya's ear, "Doing something naughty!"

"Ah? You... We... We did it this afternoon," Anya immediately looked panicked.

Aiden held the side of Anya's face gently and asked, "But I really miss you. I work day and night just to come home early. I didn't sleep so I could go home and be with you. However, once you got home, you even wanted to divorce me."

Anya blushed when she realized her current position. She laid on the table where Aiden worked every day, while her husband stood between her legs. "I'm sorry... I've changed my mind now. I don't want a divorce."

"But my heart is already hurt. How are you going to apologize to me?" Aiden kissed Anya's lips briefly.

"Wh-... What do you want?" Anya stuttered.

Aiden then looked at his wife's beautiful face. Anya's face now showed an expression of want and reluctance, between embarrassment and panic, causing him to laugh inwardly. "We've never tried it in the study," he said on purpose.

Anya immediately waved her hand shyly. Every now and then she hit Aiden's shoulder a little hard. How could they make love in this place?

"Aren't you busy right now?" Anya tried to change the conversation.

"But I want you now," Aiden was still staring at Anya's face when his passion started to outgrow him.

Despite refusing, Anya's eyes also gave the same gaze. Her gaze looked dreamy and her cheeks were flushed, making her look even more charming.

Aiden lowered his head and kissed Anya's lips uncontrollably. His wife was much more beautiful than any flower.

At first, Anya's eyes widened in surprise. They were in the study! And the door was not closed!

If someone went up to the second floor and saw them at this time, what should they do?

Her long lashes continued to flicker and trembled slightly. She pushed Aiden's body in panic.

But Aiden ignored her. He held Anya's two hands who tried to push him and put it on top of Anya's head. The more Anya refused, the deeper Aiden kissed her.

Anya's struggle went in vain. The kiss on her lips made her sink even further as if she had lost her soul.

She closed her eyes. Her body felt like it was melting even more. Her hands were helplessly struggling but she could only be silent.

Aiden felt the temperature in the room was getting hotter. He really wanted to rip Anya's shirt right away, but unfortunately they were in his study.

He didn't want someone to accidentally see them...

When Anya was still immersed in passion and looked dazed, Aiden let her go. Anya could vaguely hear the sound of the door closing. The man closed the door to his study and locked it.

Now, the room belonged only to the two of them ...

When she opened her eyes once again, Anya saw Aiden was back in front of her.

"Anya, why did you make me like this?" Aiden's voice was deep and hoarse as if trying to hold back the passion in his chest.

The question made Anya look away in shame. She didn't dare look at Aiden's face.

The sound of crickets at night could be heard from outside the window, disguising the sighs and moans of the two lovebirds. Fireflies flew in the iris garden, passing the study's window that showed a provocative reflection behind the curtains.

A table creaking sound could be heard every time they united. Important documents were scattered on the floor, but Aiden didn't care. Right now, all he had in his eyes was Anya...

His wife, with her hair down, was lying on the hard table. Her dress was half open, making her look even more seductive.

Her eyes closed, opened with a dreamy gaze, and closed again as an extraordinary sensation took over her mind.

Her lips parted slightly. Sometimes, she bit her lip, holding back the screams that wanted to come out. Some other times she let out a low sigh when she couldn't hold back her voice anymore.

The voice was like music to Aiden's ears. He wanted to make Anya feel a sensation she had never felt before. He wanted to satisfy his wife, so that Anya could no longer muffle her sigh.

He wanted to see Anya go out of control...

Meanwhile, from between her eyes, Anya could see Aiden...

With his shirt half open and showing his chest, standing in front of her. Every now and then, his normally perfect hair would fall out. A drop of sweat rolled down the side of his face, making him look even more voluptuous.

Sometimes his lips would suck on Anya's body parts, leaving traces of their love. A special imprint, only Aiden could carve it on Anya's body...

His hands move to sensitive areas on Anya's body, making Anya sigh and moan softly.

Aiden was in no rush. He took time to care for Anya, to fulfill all of her wishes.

His forehead creased, as if he was holding back. Refraining from getting out of control and hurting Anya…

Passion shined clearly in her eyes, but Aiden's touch on her body felt so soft as if she was a fragile porcelain that would crack easily.

Anya wanted to see Aiden go out of control...

She was not a glass that broke easily. There was no need for Aiden to hold back because Anya could fully accept Aiden.

"Aiden..." Anya sighed softly.

His name that sounded from Anya's red lips made Aiden even more excited. He could not hold back, but he did not want to hurt Anya.

Anya was the most precious thing in this world to Aiden...

"Aiden, I want you..." Anya whispered while touching Aiden's chest.

That plea literally untied all the chains holding Aiden back. He finally let himself get out of control.

His little wife whom he thought was very fragile, was willing to accept everything he gave.

The sound of table creaking that were initially low were getting louder and louder. It had a rhythm that was getting faster and faster. They didn't care even if the table was destroyed.

The ravishing voices from the room grew louder. Not only could feminine sighs be heard, but low masculine growls and groans also echoed through the room.

Luckily, the room was soundproof so no one would be able to hear the provocative sound from inside…

Aiden crushed Anya's body, but also used his arms to maintain his weight so that Anya wouldn't get hurt.

Their skin touched each other... Their breath was racing... They could only close their eyes, trying to wake up from the passion that had drowned them.

For them, it was one hell of an extraordinary night!