The following morning in the SJ Garden.
Amelia got up early and immediately changed into her athletic clothes. She wore her hair up in a pony tail and headed downstairs. The first thing she saw was Lucian sitting on the sofa, having a cup of coffee.
Amelia immediately turned sour—her good mood completely ruined. She walked towards Lucian and said, "Good morning, Mr. Lucian."
Lucian looked up at Amelia and pointed to the kitchen. "Lily's making breakfast inside. Oh and please call me honey."
"Bah!" Amelia blurted out without any hesitation. Then she realized that she had overreacted, so she said in a low voice, "Lucian, I know you're just doing this because you feel guilty but I really don't want to be part of it."
Whomever she was going to call honey was going to be her real husband not her fake one!
Lucian ground his teeth. Obviously irked, he took Amelia by the hand and gripped her by the arms, threatening, "It's okay if you don't want to call me that. I can hang your photos in my bedroom later and if Lily asks, I can tell her that I just like to admire my wife's sexy figure every now and then."
"Lucian, shame on you!" Amelia was too angry to say anything else.
"I'm your legitimate husband so now, I'm not breaking any laws. You shouldn't be putting shame on me for something legal." It seemed that Lucian was ready to risk everything. Amelia could feel his hot breath in her ears. The warm stream sent a shiver down her spine and causing her heart to beat a mile a minute.
'Oh my God! He thinks he can do anything he wants to me just because he's handsome!'
However, much to her surprise, her heart did not protest at all.
Noticing that Amelia suddenly stopped moving, Lucian felt himself weakening.
"I'm giving you three seconds to decide. Do you want to do it or not?" Lucian threatened. As he buried his face, he felt Amelia's soft and smooth skin, her scent filling his nose.
There was just something special about Amelia.
Upon realizing she had no choice, she said weakly, "Ho... ney..."
Saying those two syllables made her want to bite off her own tongue.
"What? I'm sorry but your voice is so low that I couldn't hear you. Speak louder," Lucian pleaded, acting like a spoiled child.
Amelia frowned, anger flashing across her eyes.
She didn't even want to say it in the first place and now he was making her repeat herself!
"Forget it. You don't want to do it anyway," he said in an irritated tone.
"Honey!" she angrily shouted, her voice louder this time.
This time, not only did Lucian hear her but also Lily who was in the kitchen at that time.
"That's better. I like it." Lucian was grinning as he joked, "Well, if you call me that all the time, I..."
"Lucian, shame on you!" Amelia said indignantly, breaking away from Lucian's embrace.
For a moment, Lucian's hand was frozen midair. It didn't take long for him to regain his composure and continue drinking his coffee leisurely.
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