Love Is a Sweet Addiction

At night, Esther finally felt sleepy after she spent a long time reading all the information about the Anetly Group. She got out of bed to draw the thick curtains and turned on all the lights in the room. Then, she came back to the bed.

In the past, she always felt that she could not sleep enough, but it was so hard to fall asleep these days. She hoped that she could drift to sleep and didn’t wake up until dawn.

However, her rare to get drowsiness disappeared at once after she put down the materials. Now she couldn’t fall asleep at all.

As the night went darker, she felt more scared.

She felt so especially when hearing the strange sounds outside the window from time to time. She curved her body, keeping telling herself it was an illusion…

A scream of a woman came outside the wind just when strange sounds almost stopped and she took pain to calm herself down. She was frightened and bounced off the bed.

She guessed it right. Someone was outside the window!Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She could hear the screams and moans.

To prove it was not an illusion, she mustered her courage and carefully moved to the window. She picked up a corner of the curtain and looked out. But she found it was just moaning without any woman.

Esther held the pillow in her arms tightly and gasped in fear. Then she turned around and trotted out of the bedroom.

With last night’s experience, she tried her best to control herself this time. She didn’t panic and hug anyone when she saw them. Instead, she ran directly in the direction of Parasol Tree Garden.

It seemed Terence was the only one she could ask help for.

She ran to Parasol Tree Garden as fast as she could. When she pushed open the carved wooden door, Terence was reading materials, his head leaning against the head of the bed. Esther’s sudden appearance startled him, and he looked back with his piecing deep gaze.

He frowned when seeing the comer. Obviously, he disliked this. It looked rude and impulsive.

But he soon understood that Esther probably had a nightmare again.

Now Esther was standing by the door with pajamas, her feet bare. She was holding a pillow tightly in her hand, her small face pale. Besides, she seemed to be trying to hold back her tears as her black eyes were teary.

She looked bad and uneasy. So he was sure she had a nightmare.

The moment Esther saw Terence, she felt less afraid and uneasy.

In this house, only this man, her husband, could make her feel safe. Even if he looked unhappy and his eyes were cold, she could still feel the sense of security coming from him.

She stepped on the fur carpet and took two steps forward. She then looked at him, expectant. “Can I stay here for a night?”

Terence raised an eyebrow, “You had a nightmare again?”

“No. It’s reality,” she shook her head and said, “I really heard the screams and moans of a woman outside the window. I heard them clearly.”

“It seems that you are seriously ill.”

“No, I’m not!” Esther retorted angrily.

Patients would never admit that they were sick, just like no one would admit that he was drunk even if he was. Terence dropped the topic when seeing her saw that her exciting reaction. He asked with an evil smile, “Are you sure you can sleep with me?”

“Why do you say that?”

“You have seen me fall ill. It’s much scarier than a ghost.” Terence said in a self-mockery tone.

Knowing what he was talking about, Esther took a deep breath.

He looked terrible when he was ill. But it seemed he had never been ill again since that time. Besides, human beings were always much better than ghosts, at least she felt so.

So she did not say anything, but walked to the other side of the big bed, lifted the quilt, and lay on the edge.

The two-meter-wide bed was wide enough for them to sleep in peace for a night.

She put her pillow to the side and closed her eyes with her back facing him. She could smell his scent, which was unique and pleasant to her nose.

Terence looked at her slightly curled up back and said calmly, “There are no ghosts in the world, let alone in the house. If you continue like this, you will drive yourself mad sooner or later.”

Esther knew and was afraid that she would become mad sooner or later. But couldn’t stop her fear when hearing cries.

She opened her eyes when she felt it become dim. Then she saw Terence was looking down at her from the air. He was very close.

“What … What are you doing?” she looked at him with her mouth opened.

“What do you think?” Terence raised an eyebrow. “We are husband and wife, and I am a man with a sex drive. Since you come into my bed, do you expect me to just watch you?”

“I…” she completely ignored the fact that he was a man!

“Don’t look at me like that. If I can endure my desire, you should be more worried about your future.”

“But it is already very late today.”

“Is it very late?” Terence glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s only eleven o’clock.”

Under the light, her little face was delicate, and her watery eyes looked seductive and piteous. Terence couldn’t look away from her.

It seemed he had a dream like this. In this dream, the woman under him was also uneasy. She was also looking at him with her shy and fearful eyes. It meant expectation and fear.

His large palm unconsciously caressed from her pale little face to her lips, her nose, and her forehead…

His gentle fingertips moved around her body. Esther felt them both gentle and hot.

Esther unconsciously gasped. She had also ignored that she also had sexual needs and was his legal wife.

Despite having kissed him several times, she was still sensitive to his touching. She was embarrassed by her reaction.

“Have we met before?” she returned to reality and got disappointed when hearing his words.

It turned out that he thought she was that woman. So he acted like he was attracted by her.