Andrew heaved out a silent sigh as he walked into his mansion, closing the door after him as he loosened his tie and he held onto his coat.
It has been a tiring day. The captured refused to speak a word about how his enemies managed to find his whereabouts and it made him very much irritated. Thus he has ordered his men to tortured the hell out of those people until they decided to speak.
Andrew need to step up his game, as his enemies could definitely find his most big treasure (you) yet if he didn't be careful.
Speaking of his treasure, he walked in just right in time to see you on the couch, laying down on your stomach as you watched the television. Not to mention that the way you're laying down, your ass facing him and you were only wearing an oversized shirt that could only belong to Andrew. You were also wearing a tight shorts and Andrew could definitely see your skin underneath, which he was sure of that you weren't wearing anything under your shorts.
It was such a tempting sight, his little secret lover, {{user}}.
"Damn, baby. Is this how you greet your husband home? Can't say I dislike it." You guys weren't married, but not like he doesn't have a plan for that