Every time she came close to Archie, he had a feeling of being seduced by her.
With that in mind, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
"Lia, don't underestimate your husband's stamina."
He bowed his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice.
His hot breath brushed past her fair cheek with a tinge of sexual tension in the air.
He didn't say anything special, but Natalia blushed.
The blush on her pink cheek was as luscious and inviting as an evening sun in white clouds.
Archie lowered his head with a smile and kissed her gently on the lips.
Natalia stiffened and felt half of her body tingling.
Before he was about to take the next step, she stopped him right there.
"Don't... We're not alone!"
Even if they didn't care about the servants, their children were there.
They were sleeping, but who knew when they would suddenly wake up?
Archie obviously understood it. He complained inwardly, bent over, and picked Natalia up in his arms.
Natalia was taken aback by his sudden movement. She subconsciously clenched his collar and screamed, "Archie, what are you doing?"
Archie smiled, "Proving my stamina to you."
Natalia was speechless.
It was almost 10 the next morning when she woke up.
Natalia sat up, picked up her phone, and was startled.
Why was it so late?
She remembered that it was the weekend and she had promised Anne that she would go to the children's painting exhibition with her this morning.
It was now 10. She didn't know if they could get there in time.
If they couldn't, she would break her promise to Anne, wouldn't she?
It was all Archie's fault!
Natalia blamed Archie, but she turned her head and found that he wasn't in the room.
She remembered that he had to take a flight this morning. Maybe he had left long ago.
She sat down, rubbed her sore lower back, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Fifteen minutes later, she came out.
Natalia tried to be as quick as possible.
She didn't want to disappoint Anne, nor did she want to be a grown-up who didn't keep her word.
So she rushed downstairs as soon as she changed her clothes.
As soon as she came downstairs, she saw Anne watching cartoons on the sofa and Oliver playing with the nanny in the toy area.
She walked over, hugged Anne, and said, "Anne, I'm sorry. mommy got up late."
Anne looked up at her and blinked. Her eyelashes were as thick and long as two little curved fans.
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