The Wrong Woman

Daniel held Sienna's waist tightly while gazing at her intensely. He asked, "Why didn't you sleep longer in my bed?"

"Hmm?" Sienna blinked in confusion.

Daniel chuckled lightly and asked, "Were you waiting for me to get home, so we could sleep together?"

Sienna blushed. She gently hit his chest as she shyly murmured, "Not a chance."

"From now on, you don't have to cook for me," Daniel said as he touched her fair hand. Then, he gently kissed her hand.

"Why?" Sienna asked as she felt puzzled. After all, she believed her cooking was decent, as she had always been the one cooking at home.

"I'll cook when I come back. If I'm too busy, we'll hire a chef," Daniel said. He caressed her hand and continued, "My girlfriend doesn't need to cook or do household chores."

asked curiously, "Then what do you want your girlfriend to do

your thoughts with me, listen to mine, spend quality time together after work, or do some mundane things together." "What kind of mundane

for a walk, go shopping, and..." Daniel stopped saying then leaned in

caught off guard by the kiss, so she shyly

and lingering. He slowly moved his hand to her

Sitting in the wrong position, she felt that she

down there. Nervousness, shyness, embarrassment, and an inexplicable

tried to move away, the tighter Daniel

the desire ignited by the deep kiss, both of their breaths became somewhat

moved away from her lips. Looking at her bewilderedly,che gently murmured with a smooth voice,

Sienna was so shy that she couldn't

said with a bitter smile. "I