Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge
Chapter 116. I’ll charm you.

Chapter 116: 116. I’ll charm you.

I can feel his soft caress on my shoulder, lazily drawing a crooked line from my arm to my shoulder and then down again to my arm at a slow and repeated pace.

"Good morning." I say without opening my eyes.

"More like good afternoon, dearest." He responds. I instantly lift my lashes and my head turns to the clock on the wall and it is almost one pm!

"Duke!" I turn my head to the man laying next to me, fully clothed unlike me who is naked and wrapped in blankets.

"I was supposed to spend the whole day with the twins! This is your fault!" I knew he wasn’t going to let go of the fact that I ignored his messages so I was half prepared to face the consequences of my actions last night but I didn’t know we’d go on for that long!

From the moment Alan left my side last night, Duke had moved me into the room and we were at it till twelve midnight! No breaks!! Only after twelve did he allow me to eat something because I was desperately hungry.

Not me actually thinking after eating he would have lost interest in doing anything more.

Who was I kidding?

Eating only replenished his energy. I was already syncing into the sweet arms of sleep when I felt him enter me again and he told me he only gave me so much time so my food could digest.

And then we were at it till almost four this morning.

I don’t think normal couples do it as much as we do!! This has to be abnormal! It has to be! How can two people make love every damn time?! Even animals don’t do it this much. Something must be wrong with Duke and I.

This just can’t be normal.

"Oh, it’s okay, you still have a lot more hours before the day comes to an end, so you can still hang out with the twins." Is that him trying to console me? It’s just annoying me even more.

I bury my head into my pillow.

"I promised them. I promised that I would spend the entire day with them today because I’ve been too busy since the beginning of the week." I just feel sad that I disappointed them.

"Oh come on now my dearest, yes, they wanted to barge in here and wake you up as soon as they woke up but—"

"You should have let them." I mumble.

"—but I explained to them that you’re exhausted—"

"And whose fault is that?" again I mutter to myself.

"And that you needed to sleep a little longer. Our kids aren’t inconsiderate dearest,"

I know that, I know that but I just feel awful.

"They wanted their dear mummy to rest and besides, they had a blast helping out the cleaners today, well, more like disrupting their work, but still they enjoyed cleaning and right now, they are outside playing soccer with Alan. I knew you’d feel bad so I decided I could wake you up now so you can join them. I was initially going to allow you to sleep till maybe past three."

"The cleaners came?" I ask as I unbury my head from my pillow and slowly rise to a sitting position with the sheets wrapped around my waste.

"Yes. Today’s Saturday dearest." He reminds me.

"Did they come in here too?"

"Of course not Pagne." He says. "I told them to skip this room. We can either call one of them to come do it later or we clean it ourselves."

"Ourselves?" I scoff as I climb down from the bed. "You mean yourself."

"Huh?"

"You’re the one who made me sleep in, which was the reason the cleaners couldn’t clean the room, so if anyone is going to take responsibility for that it’s you and you alone. Why should I join you?" I shrug.

He clicks his tongue and sits up on the bed. There’s a look of fascination on his face, "Are you telling your husband, the man of the house, the head of the table, your Lord and master, your Grand Duke, to soil his hands by cleaning?"

He’s gone into full medieval royalty mode and I want to laugh but I hold it back. I lift my chin up and stare at him with an indifferent expression.

"Your Grace, where I come from, the wife is the lord and master of the household. You can see that by how my aunt treats her husband." I say and laugh and he laughs too. I can’t believe I just made fun of my aunt’s married life.

I straighten up my expression again, "So yes, as your wife and Grand duchess, I am ordering you to clean up this room which was left uncleaned due to your unending, vigorous engagements last night."

I release the sheet I’m holding and allow it to fall to the ground, leaving me skyclad, "You can start with this." I point to the sheet at my feet.

"Now, I shall head into the bathroom to wash myself clean, for I am to meet my dear children and make sure this entire place is left sparkling by the time I step out of the bathroom."

"As My Lady pleases, so shall I do. However, before that," Why is he standing up? "It would seem you have no bath attendants at the moment, so I volunteer myself to help you draw your water and wash you."

"NO!!" I instantly run towards the bathroom while laughing as I realize his intentions. "I don’t need bath attendants!" I safely run into the bathroom and slam the door, bolting it as quickly as I can.

"I appreciate your help Milord, but I’m afraid I must gracefully decline." I say from behind the door and I can hear him laughing and breathing hard just like I’m doing.

"Gracefully?" He chuckles, "There was nothing graceful about how you just ran, My lady. Now open the door, let me attend to you."

"Thank you for the offer but I can attend to myself. Now go clean up the room, Your Grace."

"You can’t live in there forever, pagne. You’ll come out eventually." He’s back to normal duke mode.

"I won’t let you eat into my time with the twins, you evil daddy." I say. "Now, leave me alone and go clean up the room."

"Ugh, fine." He says and I laugh heartily. It’s always a whole new thing with this man. Not a moment goes by without something sweet happening. Even sitting in silence with him is sweet. I must really be in love.

...

By the time I got out of the bathroom, he had indeed cleaned up the place. Well, kinda.

The sheets were changed perfectly, the stuff laying around on the ground was now only God and Duke knows where, and the windows were wide open allowing fresh air to enter.

At least he vacuumed.

He even picked out an outfit for me down to my underwear. We’ve done every naughty and nasty thing a man and a woman can do together yet things like this still makes me feel embarrassed.

A loose white basketball jersey shirt and jogger pants. So comfy. And of course, comfy white sneakers to go.

"All set." He says as he finishes tying up my hair.

"Well, you won’t get over two bucks for this handwork but, it’s okay." I shrug and he pinches my cheeks.

"Let’s go." He takes my hand and we walk out of the room.

"Has Languine contacted you yet?" He asks.

"No. But he will." I say.

"You seem confident." He says as we climb down the stairs.

"That’s because I am." I say. "Good morning Gio!" I wave.

"Ah, Signora, good afternoon." He says with a bow and I hold my tongue between my teeth then smile at him. I forgot it was already afternoon.

"Considering that he did what he did because of his wife then lost her still, I feel like if I hadn’t gone to him, he would have come to me eventually." I continue as we walk out of the house.

"But the fact that I met with him and talked to him will hasten the process. He’ll get in touch with me soon. I know it."

"Gosh, even your confidence is sexy." He says and I shrug and slowly release my hand from his hold as I can now see the twins with Alan playing soccer.

"You have no idea. Watch out Duke Grand," I say as I slowly walk away from him while still facing him, "You’ll lose yourself completely to me. I’ll charm you with everything I have."

I wink at him and the corners of his lips lift up till there’s a wide grin on his lips then I finally turn my back to him and run towards the twins.

Dear God, I really like this life. I hope we stay this happy forever.