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“What?” I ask, straightening up.

“In the interest of telling each other problems, I want to talk to you about Agnes.”

She tells me about the housekeeper’s cold behavior toward her, culminating in her warning for Belle to keep her distance from me.

My lips twitch and I feel my face heat.How dare she disrespect Belle?While Agnes has been part of my entire life, if I had to choose between her and my wife, I’d choose my wife always.

Belle says, “My immediate reaction was to fire her, but now that I’ve calmed down, I think maybe we can talk to her. Put her on some performance improvement plan? After all, she has worked for your family for so long.”

I sigh, cupping Belle’s cheek. My wife is so kind. I don’t deserve her.

“That sounds good,” I murmur. “But if she mistreats you again, she’s out. No more chances.”

Belle leans up and presses her lips to mine. The kiss is gentle at first, but it soon changes flavor as she settles over my hardening erection, her wide neckline slipping to the side, yielding one creamy shoulder.

The unease inside me latches onto lust and I want to feel her against me, skin to skin, heart over heart. Growling, I fist a handful of her silky locks, winding it around my hand before tugging, her breathy gasp a direct caress to my cock.

I trail kisses over her face—her eyes, her nose, her cheeks—down to her slender neck, sucking her throbbing pulse as she mewls and thrashes in my tight hold.

“Fuck, I’ll never get enough of you.” My hand slides down her shoulder and cups her breast over the soft material, finding her nipple already hard. I twist the nub, plucking it, playing with it as fire courses through my veins.

“Maxwell, oh my God,” she rides my shaft over my pants, “I’m so wet.”

Fuck me.

I might be unable to give her the love she wants, but I can give her this.

Grunting, I haul her off me, my breathing harsh as I take in her mussed hair, swollen lips, dazed eyes.

Standing up, I grab her hand and drag her out of the private room into the main dining area, ignoring the pointed stares and hushed whispers directed toward us. Nodding at the manager who served us, I know he’ll send the bill to my account.

“W-Where are we going?” Belle still sounds dazed, and before tonight ends, I’m going to have her even dizzier with desire.

“I’m going to take you on another adventure.”

Chapter 41

We step out ofthe elevators, and I turn the corner and head into The Lilith, where an attendant in a formfitting red dress greets us.

“Mr. And Mrs. Anderson. Lovely to see you this evening.”

Belle grips my hand tightly, her face flushed, and I bite back a smile.

My last name sounds so good on her.

“Sir, do you want me to take you to your usual room?”

I shake my head. “You don’t need to take me there. I got it.”

The attendant smiles and walks back behind her desk.

Stepping through the hidden door behind her, I lead Belle down the hall of dark gray and navy hues until we reach the large group space that is already half full of people tonight.

Moans and whimpers mix with grunts and growls, the smell of sex and lust heavy in the air.

Belle gasps and tugs me on my sleeve. “What’s this place? Do you come here a lot?” She stiffens slightly, like she’s jealous.

Chuckling under my breath, I turn to her and caress her cheek, watching her eyes widen and darken as she takes in the erotic activities around her.

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