20 We Haven't Divorced Yet

Emily was awakened by Olivia's call at seven in the morning.

"Emily! Let's go eat Australian lobster!"

After being "tossed around" by Mr. Satan in various positions for almost the whole night, Emily was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes properly. "Olivia, can we do it another day? I'm really sleepy..."

"Don't be like that! The lobsters today are amazing, you won't regret it."

Emily sighed. "We're having lobster for breakfast?"

"Yeah, they just arrived fresh from Australia this morning. We have to eat them while they're still fresh! Come on, I was your chauffeur and bodyguard for free yesterday, give me a break, okay?"

Emily didn't have any more excuses to refuse.

After hanging up the phone, she was wrapped around the waist by a big hand. With a little force, she was pulled back into a hot embrace.

The curtains were tightly drawn, not letting in a single ray of light into the room. Emily lay with her back to Mr. Satan, unable to move as he held her.