Elias’ Crimes and Punishments of Romance

Amanda was momentarily taken aback and snapped, “Who let you in? Get out! I said I will sleep in my son’s room from now on! Get out!”

Elias’ expression soured, but he managed to keep his temper in check, not wanting to upset. Aiden. He calmly took her hand and suggested, “Let’s discuss this outside so we don’t disturb our son. Besides, he needs to bathe, and the nanny is waiting.”

She was speechless and thought, This man surely knows how to come up with excuses.

Their son chimed in with a touch of teasing. “Daddy, Mommy is mad at you. You should calm her down. It’s not easy to soothe her when she’s upset.”

“Aiden Bailey, hush!”

“Oops… Mommy, you don’t look pretty when you’re angry.” Aiden then playfully stuck out his tongue before retreating to the other side of the bed.

Elias gently held Amanda’s wrist and urged, “Don’t be upset with our little guy. It’s my fault. Please, let me explain. Remember, we agreed not to argue in front of our child?”

She found herself at a loss for words as he skillfully used her words against her.

“Aiden, be a good boy and let the nanny help you with your bath.”

“Okay, Daddy. Remember to coax Mommy, or she’ll get even angrier,” Aiden advised.

Elias smiled helplessly and replied, “I know.” He then led Amanda back to their master bedroom. She quickly pulled away from his arm and sat at the dressing table, ignoring him. anger. He studied her annoyed expression and searched for the right words to ease her noticed her mood seemed slightly better now that they were back in the bedroom.

his suit jacket and tossed it on the bed, loosened his tie, and sat at the edge of the bed. He looked at his wife and asked, “Honey, are you not going to talk

she remained silent as her hands idly toyed with the

got up. He approached Amanda from behind and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. “Sorry, I messed up. I’m ready to

month. You can sleep on

couch wasn’t an option. He had a wife to

but picture Amanda showering inside, making his Adam’s apple bob

she emerged from the bathroom wearing her pajamas. Her hair was partially dried, her skin flawless, and her

remember, you’re sleeping on the couch tonight. No wandering thoughts, or else I won’t forgive you.” She lay on the bed and picked.

eyes and spoke hoarsely, “Honey, don’t be so hard on me. I haven’t done anything unforgivable. I hung up your call

to talk your way out of this, or I won’t

tantalizing his senses. “I messed up. I promise not to hang

and go take your shower.” She saw through his intentions but intended to give him a lesson.

I

option tonight, or I’ll sleep in the

sigh. Then, he removed his shirt, revealing his

Is he using his muscular charm to entice

bathroom, she couldn’t help but scoff as she

from the bathroom, draped in just a towel around his waist, his wet hair clinging to