My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

As he scrambled up the stairs, Edward could no longer repress his aroused passion. He carefully put her on the bed, his lean figure pressing closer to hers. His cold lips touched her sexual, cherry lips.

The night was delicate and misty. Edward had no idea how long he had been entangled with her. It was not until the potency of love-philter had faded that he realized he was too tired to move. By that time, a satiated Daisy did not seek anymore release for her desires and finally fell asleep. The intense sexual experience had been the result of the strong effectiveness of the philter.

Tired as he was, Edward took Daisy to the bathroom and gave her a bath. Finally, he carried her to the bedroom, as she settled down with a vivid satisfaction on her face.

The sunlight of the morning penetrated through the curtains, falling over the lovers sleeping deeply on the large-sized bed. Daisy opened her eyes slowly, only to find her body tired and aching, even more than what she felt after a long day of training. As she turned over softly, she found herself shocked at the sight of Edward's handsome face, as he slept soundly beside her.

Daisy was going insane. Why did she feel like she was waking up from a hangover and why did she find herself lying on his bed every time? Annoyed, she shook her head and was jolted into an embrace by the sleeping Edward.

As she rubbed over her eyebrows, furious at her rising headache, memories from last night flashed in her mind. She recalled all of her initiat

said briefly. Edward gave a wry smile, and thought of Daisy as slightly stupid. Why couldn't she understand such a simple question?

Daisy replied, "I have no idea what you will do with the phone."

"Of course, I'm making a call on the phone. Do you think I will eat it?" Edward asked.

"But I don't know where my phone is?" Daisy waved around her hands and looked troubled.

"All right." Edward gave in on her, stooped down, picked up his phone and handed it to her.

"Ok. Make that call." Edward maintained his calm despite seeing Daisy covered under the sheets, her eyes beaming playfully.

"Can this be done properly?" Daisy thought in bewilderment. How could she do this? Could she tell a lie that she over-exercised last night and couldn't get out of bed now, or, that she was bullied by a lecherous wolf last night?

She was frustrated. She wondered what Edward's response to her thoughts would be. After all, it was him who took advantage of her last night and got her too tired to walk.