Chapter 3

But it's not really about taking care of my mother-in-law. I just need to clear my head and stop being seduced by Dominic.

After all, that powerful, fit body of his, and what looks like a seriously impressive size...

Just thinking about it makes my blood rush and my legs go weak.

Stop it, Melody. I slap my own face, trying to snap myself out of it.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk away from the Hartley house.

When I get home, my husband is already there.

I walk up and hug him, acting playful. "Honey, I'm in the mood. Feel."

I guide his hand downward. I'm already soaking wet.

He teases me, "Damn, you're really wet."

He tells me to wait a moment while he prepares. I know what he's doing.

I lie down on the bed first. He leaves hickeys like red plum blossoms on my neck, body, and chest.

My body starts trembling. "Mmm... honey, I'm almost there."

As soon as I say this, he immediately understands, pulling out the toy and working me over with it.

When we finish, we're both drenched in sweat, my body covered in dense love marks.

The sheets are soaked through.

"Honey, what about you?"

"I'm fine. I'm happy as long as you're satisfied."

There's an excitement in his eyes I can't quite identify.

The four days fly by. On the third day, Dominic has the butler call to tell me that when time's up, if I'm not back, I don't need to come back at all.

I laugh and say, "I'll definitely be back."

I return to the Hartley house right on time and resume my work.

They really do have a ton of maid outfits. I wear a different one every day, never repeating.

The butler assigns which one I wear each day.

Today's outfit is white lace—only lace, not even a lining. It looks exactly like lingerie.

But I can't refuse to wear it. I need this job.

The problem is, it doesn't hide any of the hickeys covering my body.