Alan bit his lip to control his smile and watched her at loss words gazing blankly at him. He controlled laughing out seeing her suffocating herself, "Honey, Breathe... Breathe..."

She started blinking thinking about drugs because Alan was too very capable of many things but she didn't breathe or respond.

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Alan's lips twitched. He cupped her face, "Relax..."

Aria knew she spaced out hearing his explicit wishes. She thought to joke, "What if the bed breaks down? It will be..." 'embarrassing.'

Alan cut in with a smirk, "Remembrance."

"Don't you dare to drug me." she scowled, pinching his waist hard.

Alan loved to see her fluster up. Aria's glower changed to pout in annoyance when he kissed her forehead she chuckled, "Dummy."

"Birdbrain"

"Simpleton"

"Nincompoop1"

Alan: "..."

"Dum-dum!" Aria said and giggled winning their senseless argument.

Alan shook his head in resignation and said, "Currently I am looking like an immoral president taking advantage of a weak little girl. So unlawful. Get off."

Aria: ⦿_⦿

'Unlawful? I'm your wife, you dumb man.'

Alan gave her a victory smirk and pecked on lips. He straightened their clothes and went out to finish his work soon.

Aria ran behind him who walked like stretching his legs to miles, "Alan, do I look so odd? Shouldn't I wear this type of clothes?"

Alan didn't mean that and he couldn't understand why she jumped to that conclusion. He turned and flicked on her.

"You still say you aren't a dummy. You don't have to change just because you are the President of a company or you are married. You are amazing as you are and be as you like. Alright?"

Aria knew many socialite families expect to have a demure, silent, and well-bred lady who behaves well and shouldn't let others point their finger at them.

She might be a little shy with Alan and well-bred but her behavior completely depends on another party.

If she wasn't married, she wouldn't have asked about her clothing choices but she represents the Morgan family so she wanted to be sure about it.

Aria smiled brightly at Alan and nodded, "What about Mom? I think I should ask her once."

Alan caressed her cheek and went to his chair, "She wouldn't mind unless you look pretty. Instead of jeans, she will advise you for pretty skirts or dresses."

Aria hummed and took the pending file from the desk, "Even you like girly style, don't you?"

Alan saw her seriously looking at the trimester financial stats. He couldn't help but tease, "Without clothes is better. Flawless, tender, silky smooth..."

Aria kicked his swivel chair hard, gritting her teeth. "Shameless man, I'm going back. Die alone here."

Aria smashed the file on the table and turned to leave flushing scarlet hearing her blatant husband reaching new heights in shamelessness on passing days.

Alan chuckled heartily moving his chair back to place. He twirled her pulling her hand and seated her on his lap, "Dummy."

After a senseless argument, Aria failed to get up from his lap and helped him with his work before he took her out.

Due to the hickeys on her neck, Aria wore a different top before going out. Since she was with Alan, Xoan's men followed them at quite a distance until Alan's men called him and gave heads up.

"Sir, a car is following you. Any orders to take action?"

Aria raised her brows at Alan's weird silence. The latter smiled at her and spoke to the man, "I will manage, investigate them."

As soon as Alan hung up the call, he took consecutive turns and sped off losing the trail behind him easily.

"What's wrong?"

Alan guesstimated, "I guess, CEO West is pissed off by your directness."

Aria pouted, "What I said was the truth. On the contrary, he was offering a lot but we were getting nothing by that."

Alan pulled her to lean on him and continued to talk. He drove to Noah's farmhouse away from the city where Noah had prepared for the hotpot with Rian, Isaac, Eva, and Roxy's help.

Aria didn't know they were getting together. Alan who alighted saw Fourie forgetting their partners completely.

Isaac and Alan highly doubted whether they were visible to their woman or not.

Roxy had seen them fighting for pizza slices in school so she felt like they were still the same seeing them fighting for meat in the hotpot.

"That's mine."

"In dreams..."

"I got it."

"I ate it...." Eva evilly laughed, shoving the hot meat slice.

Aria and Noah high fived and laughed with Rian when Eva was huffing burning her tongue with the spiciness.

Isaac: "..."

He calmly tended to her while Eva cried seeing three were feasting.

There goes another round. 

Isaac couldn't help but ask, "Guys, we have lots of food to finish. Why are you fighting for each slice of meat?"

"Because we don't like the vegetables you are eating." Aria quickly stole Rian's meat and giggled.

Alan responded calmly, "I like the tasty tender meat too."

Pfft-

Eva and Aria choked on their food understanding what he actually meant.

Eva alarmingly turned to Isaac who had raised his brow nodding his head slightly in a warning.

Noah and Rian pushed some towards them, "These are good."

Aria and Eva sat like well-bred ladies and gracefully started eating, confusing the other two.

Rian and Noah looked at each other and their two gobbler friends.

Alan smiled at himself and ate. Isaac gave thumbs up to Alan but their lips twitched the next second.

"Hey, that's mine." Aria snarled trying to take back her thin slices of tasty meat from Rian.

Eva growled at Noah, "You thief, I dare you to touch mine again."

How much ever Alan and Isaac controlled their women, Noah and Rian needed a few seconds to get their Goddess and God glutton back.

Roxy looked at two men chuckled, "This is nothing. You guys should have seen them fighting in a private room of a restaurant. Once Manager had almost called security to control them thinking they were fighting."

At last, all meatballs, meat slices, and meat pieces were savored by the Fourie brimming till their throat and sat back caressing their plump belly leaving all the vegetables to the other three.

A foolish person.