I was gradually succumbing to his gentleness and slowly discarding my armor in this silent battle for dominance between us. At some point, I would surrender completely and be unable to leave him anymore.
Despite being well aware of that fact, I would still let it happen willingly because he was worth it.
The pain and suffering in the past had rid Anthony of his hot temper and changed him from a violent monster into a gentle husband who prioritized me over everything else.
Anthony and I continued to stare into each other’s eyes for quite a while until he suddenly stole a kiss from me and said with a smirk, “I don’t know if I can hold myself back until we get home if you keep looking at me like that.”
I could tell he wasn’t kidding as he was breathing heavily, but I was in such a good mood that I wasn’t afraid to tease him. “So what? It’s not like you’re going to do it here in the…”
Before I could even finish my sentence, Anthony had lunged forward and placed both hands on my seat’s armrest, trapping me within his arms in an instant.
I didn’t think he was seriously going to do it and began to panic when I saw him moving closer with a mischievous grin on his face. “Hey, calm down! We’re in a parking lot!”
However, Anthony showed no intentions of stopping and simply pushed my seat all the way back so I was lying flat on my back, putting us both in a much more intimate position.
I could clearly hear the passers-by egging us on, but that only seemed to make him even bolder.
With the press from all over the city here at the cultural festival, I was really afraid of them catching our intimate action on camera.
“Stop it! There are journalists around!” I protested while pushing at Anthony’s shoulders.
“I’ll try to keep it inconspicuous.” The tone of his voice had changed, and I could clearly feel his burning lust even with my hands between us.
Oh, sh*t… This is bad… Anthony didn’t get enough action in the bedroom earlier and is serious about doing it right here in the car! I don’t know how I’d face my kids if those journalists catch us on camera! I have to figure something out fast because he knows all of my weak spots and will quickly have me under his control…
Eventually, I decided to compromise and said, “Let’s head back to our bedroom. It won’t take long.”
Seeing no response from Anthony, I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek as I added, “You can do anything you want to me once we get back to the bedroom.”
With a gleeful smirk on his face, Anthony immediately let go of me and got out of the car.
I tidied up my clothes before following suit.
It was a ten-minute walk back to the mansion, but we arrived in less than five. Anthony then had his way with me throughout the night and only let go of me at dawn.
Although Anthony and I had been very cautious and spent less than half an hour in the parking lot, the paparazzi was surprisingly able to catch us on camera and published our intimate photos in the entertainment magazines.
Stars of the grand wedding spotted in the parking lot on their wedding night!
Every second is precious on the wedding night, and yet they spend half an hour in the parking lot?
John and Emma were grinning while reading the entertainment magazine when Anthony brought me home.
Their smiles widened the moment they saw us return, sending a little shiver down my spine. “What happened? What’s so funny?”
“Oh, it’s nothing!” John regained his composure and cleared his throat before teasing us with a straight face, “Looks like some people have been rather wild on their wedding night.”
Emma tried her best to maintain a poker face, but the slight smile on her lips was a dead giveaway, and the mischievous glint in her eyes made it all the more obvious.
Unable to suppress my curiosity any longer, I let go of Anthony’s hand and stepped forward to snatch the magazine over from John.
After taking a good look at the photos of us in the van and the suggestive headlines, I felt so embarrassed that I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me whole.
In order to make it sound even more convincing, the articles even mentioned a previous incident where an idol had sex with his fan in a van.
“W-Which press company is responsible for this? How could they invade our privacy like this?” I stamped my feet in anger and frustration.
“So it is true, then? Wow, I didn’t expect you guys to do such a thing at your age!” John’s words simply added fuel to the flame.
I couldn’t even tell if my face was red from anger or embarrassment, and I found myself unable to argue with him at all.
Then, Anthony, who remained silent before, finally had something to say. “With masks on, they could be anyone. Last night, you drove a car with a Featherstone license plate too, didn’t you? There’s just no way to tell who they were for sure.”
Anthony had a good point, and I could not agree more with him. “That’s right. How can we tell when their faces were covered with a mask. Why would Anthony and I just leave our wedding outfit behind and sneak into some parking lot like we’re having an affair? It doesn’t make sense.”
“So you’re saying that the reporters lied and that they reported fake news? What are you so nervous about then?” questioned John provokingly.
“I’m not! Why would you say that? I’m not nervous at all.” I immediately threw my hands open and pretended to be calm.
“Of course not. Everybody can see that,” remarked John sarcastically.
It was then I finally realized that the more I tried to explain myself, the worse I was making myself look.
I was so angry at John for making a fool out of me that I picked up a pillow beside me and threw it at him.
Suddenly, a voice almost as annoying as John himself came from upstairs. “Hey, would you look at that! The couple of the century has graced us with their presence!”
Dressed in gold pajamas and a pair of slippers, Holden casually walked down the stairs.
The man then sat down beside me before quickly getting up again to stare straight at me. “I have to say, Mrs. Featherstone. I never imagined you to be one of us.”
“Shut up, Holden!” I shouted at the man abashedly. Feeling utterly helpless, I quickly turned to Anthony for help.
Even though Anthony could see that I was looking at him, he took a sip of his tea and acted like everything was under control. “Mrs. Eriksen, could you please get Mr. Taylor a glass of dragon fruit juice?”
“Wait. What? Dragon fruit?” After repeating Anthony’s words, Holden suddenly jumped up with a hardened face and made a dash for the bathroom. “Damn it, Anthony! I’ll get you back for this!”
Blech!
While Holden was puking his guts out, Anthony continued to enjoy his tea calmly. He then set his cup down and looked at me. “They’re powerful words, aren’t they?”
“I’ll do well to remember them,” I promised the man with an appreciative nod. Apparently, dragon fruit is the magical repellant to get rid of Holden.
“I’d rather you not. There’s a special place in hell for people who tortured others like that.” Holden slowly made his way back by leaning against the wall.
In response to that, I shrugged my shoulders indifferently at the man. “Hey, you started it.” Desperate time calls for desperate measures.
After reaching home for a while, I suddenly realized that I had not seen Audrey or Gregory anywhere, so I turned to Emma. “Where are the kids?”
“Well, it’s not the weekends yet, so of course they’re at school. You should be glad that they’re not around. Otherwise, they’d probably see one of your most glorious moments in life on the TV or their phones,” explained Emma collectedly.
Even though everything that the woman said was true, I could not help but feel a hint of mockery in her words. I guess I can’t really blame her since she’s been with John for quite a while now. That man does have an effect like that on people. I bet she didn’t notice it at all. Still, she does have a point. I can’t risk having these unscrupulous media contents mislead my children, so I better figure something out.
“Anthony, maybe you should have Joseph take down this news. I really don’t want the kids or their classmates to see it.”
As adults, we had already been through so much, so I was worried about Anthony or myself. What worried me was my children and how their future would be affected.
Anthony then took his phone out and sent a text message. “It’s done. Don’t worry; it’ll never reach Audrey.”
“Have you forgotten that you have a son? He’s just as important, you know? If you don’t invest more time and effort on the boy, who’s going to take over your company in the future?” inquired John half- jokingly.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
Leave a Reply