Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Half an hour later, a black Hummer pulls up underneath the Bayshore Community.

The house, which Nico bought five years ago, when he was barely twenty-one, when he had just graduated from the University of Pennsylvania, had not yet inherited the family business, and had made the first big money of his life after some dangerous business dealings with the League organization.

At that time, when I was young, I loved big lakefront condos, and that’s when I bought the Bayshore Horizon.

But he was pretty busy during those two years, and when he actually bought the property, he didn’t have much time to come and live there, and was still floating overseas.

I never thought that the house he worked so hard to buy would now fall lightly into Micaela’s hands.

Nico jumped out of the Hummer, yanked the door shut and walked lightly into the apartment.

…

Micaela put on her pajamas in the closet, ready to go over her dramatic play and go to bed.

So, she had just undressed when a firm chest pressed behind her.

Micaela was startled and shrieked, thinking the house had been burglarized.

But when she turned around, she saw Nico staring coldly at her with dark eyes.

“Mr. Nico … How did you get in here?”

Nico growled lightly, “Can you change the combination on the lock to something more complicated, just press and it unlocks?”

Ah, yes, Micaela’s combination lock uses the same combination as in the River Feast Road apartment and it hasn’t been changed.

She uses an overly complicated one and tends to forget it herself.

With a quick glance, Nico caught a glimpse of Micaela’s top, in a little white tank top, and she had pajamas in hand before she had a chance to change.

Micaela felt his hot gaze sweep over her body and unconsciously took the nightgown in her hand to cover her chest.

Nico growled coldly, what about defending him?

“I haven’t seen or touched you anywhere, that’s all there is to cover.” There was a look of banditry in the man’s playful gaze.

When Micaela thought about it, she simply stood in place and said, “I’m going to change, Mr. Nico will go out first.”

Nico’s eyes wavered and rested on her heaving chest.

She’s not small, no wonder Matthew was staring at her.

And this tiny waist, it’s too thin, have you lost weight?

When he first walked in, he saw her bare back and the two little nooks and crannies at the back of her waist, and Nico wanted to reach out and press them.

How can a woman’s waist grow so beautifully, slim and not parched, young and white.

The dress in the smallest size is too big for her waist, I think.

Nico couldn’t help but think some more as Micaela clutched at her clothes and said, “If you don’t come out, I will.”

Nico pulled her back and gave her a warning, “Don’t dress like that at home in the future, and don’t be afraid of people taking pictures of you.”

Micaela: “…”

Since when does she wear this at home, she was about to change and he suddenly burst in.

Besides, who was going to film her, if not him?

…

When Micaela came out of the checkroom after changing into her pajamas, she saw Nico sitting on the couch with his two long legs on the small low table in front of her, as relaxed as if he were in his own home.

Micaela picked up the photo and walked over to him, kicked his long legs and tossed it to him, “There you go, take it.”

Nico scanned the photo of him and Savanna Amengual, “What’s wrong with leaving it here, calling me to come get this in the middle of the night, you want me to come see you, don’t you?”.

“…” Why is this person so brazen?

“When did I ask you to come and get it, you came uninvited, besides, I already told you it was a childish picture, you can come back during the day to get it, besides, we broke up, can you stop being so self-conscious? I don’t know you very well.

Nico had never seen her explain so much in one breath, her long legs went down and he stood up and walked over to her, staring at her with a beautiful seductive eyebrow, “Are you in a hurry?”

Micaela wanted to slap him to death, pressing her palm against his handsome face and pushing him away, “Mr. Nico had his picture taken too, come back.”

Micaela had just turned away when Nico grabbed her hand, “How did you know I had taken you off Facebook, did you text me?”

“…”

“Sending what, that I miss you? Or begging to get back together?” Nico stood behind her, his face downcast, looking at her with mocking eyes, watching her with a look of amusement.

The corners of Micaela’s eyes twitched slightly: she swore she had never seen anyone with such impudence.

“Go ahead, why don’t you say something, I guessed it?” she continues in the same wannabe executioner tone.

“…” The man has no shame.

Micaela took a deep breath, turned her head towards him and smiled, “I wanted to thank Mr. Nico for selling me this house for cheap, but since Mr. Nico has passed me out, I’ll stick to being a transient.”

“Talking to me now about being a transient, how come you weren’t embarrassed when you took this house of mine?”

Micaela replied with a polite smile, “Didn’t Mr. Nico ask your husband to come and deal with me? I don’t know Mr. Nico’s husband, so how do I know it’s Mr. Nico’s house? If I knew it was Mr. Nico’s house, I wouldn’t have bought it even if I had been asked in a palanquin.”

Nico frowned, “My husband? I’m an old man, where is my husband?”

“Matthew, aren’t you Mr. Nico’s wife, whom Matthew calls so softly? I’m curious, Mr. Nico, you didn’t break up with me because you were in love with Matthew, did you?”

Micaela flirted with him, and when she finished, she gave Nico a scheming smile as if she was still in charge, “I originally thought Mr. Nico must be an attacker, but to my surprise, Mr. Nico is a zero, I was wrong.”

“…” What a mess of unpleasant things.

With those words, Micaela turned around and headed for the bedroom, when Nico grabbed her and pushed her onto the couch behind him.

Micaela looked at him with very teary eyes, “What are you doing, lying down to go with Mateo, why me?”.

The man’s long strong arms slammed her down on the couch, with a commanding tone, “For a million dollars, you are responsible for straightening me out.”

Micaela: “…”

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Nico looked at her with evil eyes, “This job, do you want to do it?”.

Fuck… Fuck a ghost!

Micaela pushed him away and Nico collapsed on the couch like mud, without a single sharpness in his body, like a squishy teenager smoothing his forehead and having no intention of leaving.

Micaela got a little annoyed and looked at him, “Mr. Nico, can you have a little decency, we are all adults…”

Suddenly, Nico reached out, pulling her back, and Micaela fell into his lap.

Nico shackled her, his gaze dangerous and compelling, and Micaela’s heart skipped a beat.

“Leaving me and taking my house, asking my sister to move you, and now making me come pick up my photos in the middle of the night and sending me accusations on Facebook that I’ve disconnected you. micaela, is this what adults do?”

Is this a human thing to do?

“…”

What is this serious shit you’ve got going on?

Micaela: “Mr. Nico, now you’re acting like a bum…. Well…”

Her chin was cupped by the man’s long fingers, the breath was released from her lips and her surroundings were instantly surrounded by his intense hormonal scent, going blank for a moment.

As we kissed, we couldn’t tell who was taking the initiative.

The woman’s slender hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck, her eyes flirtatious as silk, “Now this, is this what adults are supposed to do? Hmm?”

Nico let out a chuckle and bit his lip hard, “Aren’t you enjoying yourself? Owing it.”

Micaela wrapped her arms around his neck and touched the short, rough, spiky hair at the nape of his neck, panting slightly. “Pulling the cart and coming after me, Mr. Nico, who do we owe?”.