Chapter 9: Chapter 9

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Azaria did not immediately recover from the shock when her husband kissed her, she only woke up to reality when Nick ber his lip and inserted his tongue, exploring the inside of her mouth. Their tongues fight like swords.

Azaria gasped as Nick quickly slipped his hand inside her sleeveless and croptop top. His hand is warm and the palm is wide. He also pulled her close, and one of his hands supported her back. She moaned when she felt Nick's palm on her chest, he's massaging his mound and he's kissing her neck, and biting it. He slightly tweaked his wife's hair.

Nick picked her up and laid her on the bed, his wife lay down and took off her top.

"N-nick," Azaria calls her husband's name, but it turns out to be a moan. Nick's body is wide.

What does it do to him? Why is he being carried away by Nick's hold on him? They were going to his friend's birthday, why didn't the man hurry? Azaria asked in his mind.

He kissed her again. She responds to his kisses because she can feel the warmth of his body because of his touching her. She closed her eyes tightly, and she tweaked her husband when he nuzzled her stiff nipple.

"Hmm," she moans, feeling her husband's touch and kisses on her body. Because of her husband's kiss, she also forgot that they had a birthday to go to. It seems like a good idea if they don't attend the birthday party first.

"Nikolai!" Azaria screamed when she felt her husband's hand on her womanhood, he caressed her womanhood even though she was still wearing clothes.

"You're wet and ready for me," her husband whispered to him in a deep voice; Nick kissed her again.

Azaria held his wife's hand as he slipped his hand into her shorts, but because Nick was tough and insistent, he didn't win. She also felt her femininity wet when her husband touched her there. Azaria hasn't shaved yet, huh.

"Ugh," he growled again. Her legs opened voluntarily to give access to Nikolai, he felt her smile because of the two of them kissing.

Nick took off his white longsleeve, and kissed her again; and he removed the last two pieces of clothes she was wearing, her husband left nothing. Her husband's kiss fell when suddenly a cell phone rang. They don't know whose cell phone it is because they both have the same iPhone 256GB, fully paid, just bought yesterday.

Nick inserted his two long fingers in her hole and she bit her lip.

"Do you like it, wife?" Husky asked him. Why is he still asking him? She clung to his arm, and her eyes widened as his finger quickly came out of her.

The call died but the caller called again. Azaria felt disturbed and irritated by the sounds of the phone.

"Nick, there's someone calling," she said in a struggling voice. However, her husband didn't respond and continued what he was doing to her body. Although Azaria didn't want to stop her husband, she pushed him away. It seemed that the caller was important since they didn't stop calling.

"Wife," her husband called her with frustration.

"Answer the call, it seems important," she ordered him. He didn't say anything but followed her instructions. Meanwhile, she covered herself with a blanket, as she was the only one undressed between the two of them.

“Yeah?” Nick answered the caller.

“Yeah, I’ll be there I’m just doing something,” Sagot ni Nick sa caller. Nakahubad ito at lantaran sa kanyang harapan ang matipunong katawan nito, malapad na dibdib, at kitang-kita niya ang mga ugat sa braso nito. Mas malaki pa ang dibdib ni Nick kesa sa kanya. Azaria unconcious look at her breast.

“Fucker! Expect me to come; I’m not yet done with what I’m doing. Give me another hour, and I’ll show up there.”

“Fuck you!” Nick said, and he ended the call.

"Get out! I'll get dressed!" Azaria said in frustration. She should have been done preparing herself earlier, but it seemed like it would take longer now because of what they did.

Nick just raised an eyebrow at her.

"Shall we continue our unfinished business, wife?" he asked, approaching her.

"Shut up! Your friend called because we're already late! Get out, I need to get dressed!"

"Get dressed then, I'll watch you," Nick shrugged and sat beside her on the bed, pulling her into an embrace. He rested his head on her chest, using it as a pillow.

"Are you crazy?" Azaria reacted, lightly hitting Nick's arm.

Nick groaned and buried his head in her breast, "you're naked in front of me, we made out, so there's nothing to be shy about," he said nonchalantly, tightening his embrace.

Azaria rolled her eyes; it seemed like her husband was in the mood to tease her.

"Move! I'm getting up and dressing, it's embarrassing if we're late for your friend's party."

Nick didn't budge, and he closed his eyes, seemingly uninterested in attending his friend's birthday party.

"Nick," she called his name, with a hint of a threat in her voice.

“You have a big breast, I thought you’re flat chested,” Nick commented while his eyes are close.

Her eyes widened at her husband's words, "You're so rude!" she reacted in annoyance and pushed him away.

Nick almost fell, "What? I'm stating the fact. Let's just sleep, wife," he said, inviting her to go back to bed.

"You can't fool me. I know what you're planning! You're a man, and if you do anything to me, I'll have you thrown in jail!" she pointed at him, but he just grinned at her.

"Okay, okay, I'll get up. Damn, I need to iron my clothes," he mumbled, but she heard him. Nick got up and picked up the crumpled longsleeve from the floor, then went into their walk-in closet to iron his wrinkled clothes. His longsleeve got crumpled because of her antics.

It took her an hour and a half to finish getting ready, and Nick waited patiently, watching her put on her makeup while he played on his fully paid iPhone, deep purple edition.

Nick glanced at her from head to toe, scanning her appearance.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Azaria asked playfully, looking at herself in the mirror. There was nothing wrong with her outfit, right? She was wearing a black velvet v-neck dress with a slit, complemented by red lipstick.

"Your cleavage," Nick said with a smirk while looking at her chest, "you're showing too much skin. Your legs," he added, glancing at her legs.

"Do you want me to change my outfit? I won't follow you anyway. It's my money, my outfit."

Nick walked up to her as he continued to admire her in the mirror and hugged her from behind, while also kissing her neck.

"Damn it! You're getting on my nerves! I didn't give you fucking permission to touch me!" Azaria pretended to be annoyed with her husband, but she couldn't understand why she was being swayed by his actions. She should be angry with him for what he did to her. She was competing with Nikolai, and she needed to show him that she was superior to both of them.

“You’re gorgeous. Don’t leave my side at the party; I might kill someone,” he said in a hoarse voice.

Why is he so possessive of her? And clingy too. She pushed her husband away and grabbed her pearl bag before leaving the room. She wiped the part where he kissed her. She shuddered; why did she let that man touch her? She needed some holy water.

It took them a while to get to the party because Nikolai was driving so slowly. She got impatient during the journey because it seemed like he was trying to save gas due to his slow driving. She also decided to stalk Camille while on the way. Camille was living her best life overseas, always attending parties. She couldn't help but feel jealous of that woman, not because she had never traveled before, but because she was the only one left in the Philippines at that time.

"Lanvin, fucker!" A tall man wearing a three-piece suit approached them.

"Happy birthday, fucker!" Nick greeted his friend Noah.

"I thought you wouldn't come," Noah happily replied, looking at the woman beside him.

"She's Azaria, my wife," Nikolai introduced his wife to his friend.