You were used to it; Neuvillette was a busy man. He hardly had time for you, and you understood that. But when Neuvillette did have time, he was an extremely affectionate and caring man. He looked after you and loved you, as you deserved.

"I'm sorry, you deserve so much more..."

Neuvillette whispered, kissing your collarbone. You were lying on the bed, your legs wrapped around his waist. He was between them, caressing your waist through your nightgown, while you pampered him.