Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law

"What are you doing?" Melanie asked curiously as she watched Adam look outside the window and then pull the blinds tightly.

Just a moment ago, he had agreed to her conditions and carried her here urgently, sweeping her off her feet as if he was worried she would change her mind.

She’d felt a jolt of excitement at his urgency and her mind had readily provided images of being pushed against the door again...But then, he’d carried her into his room and tossed her unceremeniously on the bed. That part, oddly enough, had still been thrilling though she should have been offended.

However instead of following her onto the bed with the same urgency, or even fumbling to strip away their clothing hurriedly, Adam had suddenly straightened up and asked, "Where’s your phone?"

Then, without waiting for a reply, he had disappeared from the room, leaving her blinking and unsure, sprawled on the bed.

Now, he was back, holding both her phone and his in one hand like they were ticking time bombs. Without ceremony, he powered them both off and tossed them onto the bedside table with a dull clatter.

"I’m not taking any risks," he finally answered, "I’ve turned off the main door’s bell, double-checked every lock in the house, parked both cars underground, and made sure our phones are completely off. No distractions. No interruptions. Just you, me, and the next few hours."

Melanie opened her mouth, caught between a giggle and a witty retort, but didn’t get the chance to say anything.

Before she could speak, Adam was suddenly right there beside her again, propped up on one elbow, his head resting casually on his palm as he looked at her with an intensity that sent shivers racing across her skin.