The Wrong Woman

After stowing her clothes in the wardrobe, Mila approached Nathan. She bent down to look at the screen of his laptop.

However, her view was swiftly obscured by his head. Nathan was startled, his gaze softening as he affectionately observed her profile.

Mila noticed he was focused on work, with multiple pop-up windows on the screen: emails, military inventory sheets, meeting groups, and other tabs.

While maintaining her bent posture, Mila slowly turned her head toward him.

Being this close, Nathan couldn't help but notice her radiant skin. He also caught a subtle scent of the enticing fragrance from her hair.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his gaze grew even more intense.

In a soft voice, Mila urged, "Nate, it's time for you to rest. Put your work aside for a while."

With her words, Nathan slowly closed his laptop.

Mila smiled, pleased, as she took the laptop from Nathan's hands and placed it on a table across the room.

"Nate, would you like to freshen up or take a bath?" Mila asked, keeping a slight distance but attempting to sound composed despite her nerves.

Glancing at his phone, Nathan checked the time—it was already 8:00 pm. "You don't need to worry about me. Go back to your room and rest.”

Mila's voice carried a touch of shyness as she approached him, her hands clasped behind her back. "I'd like to sleep with you tonight.”

aback, Nathan furrowed

want to be on hand in case you need anything during the night, like water or help to

a serious expression, his intense gaze fixed on her.

a king-size bed. There's plenty of space. I promise I won't

tone tinged with a touch of helplessness. "Mila, I have my phone. If I need anything,

I'm concerned,”

with a touch of resignation. "So, sleeping next to me will

to look after

are we a couple,”

married, you weren't particularly attentive. With the way you are now, you don't

slowly closed his eyes and

his consent secured, Mila beamed with joy. Then, she swiftly headed into the bathroom, filling

arm with Nathan's, she said, "Nate, the

resting on her shoulder. He looked at her with a hint of skepticism and asked,

they made their way to the bathroom, Mila supported Nathan's waist with one hand. "I'll help you with bathing, but I won't join you

have to help.

you faint or slip in