Chapter 40

• ADRIANO’S POV
• I inhale the sweet fragrance of my wife’s hair, memorizing what I feel right now. I was so mad when I saw her walk into the living room with only her panties and a crop top that curved her body and screamed to every man present here that she was single and needed attention to her boobs. As I hold her closer to me right now, I follow the flow of the song, dancing, singing, and making sure that she touches every single part of me with her delicate and charming body.
• “Enough dancing for me, Little Rabbit,” I let out as I grab her around the waist and sit her on my thighs on the chair.