Top Ten August WPC Winner! Update Schedule: M-F It was supposed to be a simple contract marriage between the two of them. He could avoid being tied to a vicious woman who had been pursuing him since birth. She could gain external support to overcome her illegitimate status and become the heir apparent and CEO of the Valentine conglomerate. It was a relationship where they were supposed to use each other. But now- “Commander, your wife is having a private dinner with the CEO of a technology company. During the dinner, he held her hands and tried touching her waist.” “Directly leak their company secrets and sink their stocks.” An angry voice replied. “Commander, the Co-CEO of a startup company sent a room worth of roses to your wife’s office.” “It seems he no longer wants to live. Directly buy out the other shares and oust him from his position. Go and order enough roses to fill up every room in her office. Fly them in if you need to.” When he got home. “Wife, why are you angry? Should I rub your feet? Help you take a bath?” “Why are you interfering with me? Wasn’t this supposed to be a contract marriage?” his wife coyly asked him. The man suddenly picked her up and carried her up the stairs while giving her a devilish smile. “Yes, we are. I’m contracted to love, protect, and cherish you. Let me show you how much.”
POV Richard
As I pulled Celeste into the water, I couldn't help but admire her beauty. The silvery white hair shimmered softly in the dim lighting of the tub, hanging down to her waist in soft loose waves. Long thick lashes framed the bright purple eyes that gazed at me with a shy, complex look. Soft skin that was flushed pink and full kissable lips that glistened in the light.
She looked beautiful.
Her black swimsuit wrapped tightly around her body, exposing small sections of skin that reflected the light. Although she wore my oversized shirt, it couldn't hide the exquisite full curves that were being displayed. She looked perfect. Like a goddess reincarnated on the earth.
She languidly slid into the water, every inch of her body intentionally rubbing against mine before sitting on the ledge, leaving me kneeling at the deeper end of the tub.