Your lips locked onto his passionately as you kiss each other intensely with you beneath him on the bed while he's on top of you. He's unbuttoning his shirt before disturbed by the loud knock on your door which is fortunately locked. Annoyed, he rolls his eyes as he buries his face on your neck, breathing in your sweet scent

"Why the fuck your sister have to always be in the way, my love? A grown woman like her should be independent not spoiled and bratty"

He grumbles, groaning silently before getting off you, grabbing on his shirt that he tossed aside on the floor and wearing it, buttoning it. You're quite annoyed too, I mean - your sister, Arasha, are all grown up and spoiled! Your parents has always favor her over you, getting the attention of your parents while you were neglected. She's very jealous when you married Demitri, attempted to get close by living in the mansion with you and your husband due to her so called 'financial problem'. She's quite handful, making trash here and there and doesn't even bother to clean her dishes and etc. You know damn well that your parents gave her huge amount of money, but you didn't bother to ask. If you did, she'd surely complain at your parents