Chapter 10:Martial Bliss*
The afternoon sun filtered through the estate’s curtains, casting a golden glow over the room. The servants had long since retreated, leaving the two of them alone in the quiet, luxurious space.
Roland had been absorbed in a stack of documents, his mind focused on the estate’s budget, while Janet had rested her head on his lap, her soft curls brushing against his thigh.
After giving birth, Janet was recovering slowly. She looked at her husband who accompanied her and took care of her.
Before marrying him, it would be a lie to say she wasn’t worried about the future but all her worries disappeared after seeing Roland’s gentle and loving nature.
He was strong, good and capable that made her relaxed.
The gentle breeze from the open window had lulled her into a light doze—until she felt the unmistakable pressure of his growing erection pressing against her cheek.
Janet wasn’t startled. Instead, she chuckled softly, her lips curving into a sly smile. She glanced around the room, confirming they were truly alone, and then, without hesitation, she began her playful assault on his composure.
"Janet, what the hell are you doing?" Roland’s voice sharpened as he felt her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his trousers. His hand instinctively shot down to stop her, but she was already tugging at his waistband, her breath warm against his thigh.
"Shh," she whispered, looking up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Let me help you, my lord." Her voice was low,and sultry, and it sent a shiver up his spine. He froze, caught between protest and the undeniable surge of arousal that pulsed through him as her fingers freed his hardening length from its confines.