Secretly Mine
Chapter 81: Arriving Home

Chapter 81: Arriving Home

The remainder of our trip turned into a real vacation. We mostly stayed at the hotel, giving in to our carnal desires.

I could count on one hand the number of times I wore clothes. Even Christian opted to walk around naked because he knew that putting on clothes was only a waste of time, as he would be taking them off again very soon.

We made love so many times that I was sure we must have broken a world record. Even the entire plane ride back home, he had me pinned against the bed in his private jet until we landed.

-

"Jonathan is waiting for us outside," said Christian.

We just finished deplaning and were waiting for our luggage to be taken off the jet. I took a moment to check myself in the mirror, making sure not a single hair was out of place.

Christian walked me over to the car, opening the door for me to get in while Jonathan loaded our luggage.

"Welcome home, sir, miss. How was the trip?" he asked politely.

Christian smiled brightly, still riding the wave of bliss from our plane ride. "It was perfect. One of the best trips I’ve ever taken in my entire life."

He glanced at me as he spoke, causing my ears to turn red, but I was too tired to say anything.

The exhaustion was finally starting to set in. Our never-ending ’activities’ for the past few days left me with little sleep, and now with the gentle rocking of the car, I began to feel my eyelids get heavy.

Christian gently stroked the back of my hand, allowing me some time to rest as we drove. However, the moment we arrived at Christian’s mansion, I realized that we weren’t alone.

"Tsk. Here I was hoping we would get to spend a little bit more time together," he mumbled. I could tell by his expression that he was not pleased to see his guests.

I couldn’t help but let out a small giggle, "If one didn’t know better, they’d think that your guest was your greatest enemy, not your future wife."

By the car, I immediately recognized that it was Morgan who arrived and was waiting for me inside.

Jonathan pulled the car over to the entrance, but before we got out, Christian pulled me over and kissed me.

"I don’t know how I’ll manage to sleep tonight without you by my side. Thank you for an amazing trip, you made it unbelievably memorable."

I smiled at his words, "I, too, had an amazing time. I hope there are more trips like that in the future."

As soon as we both stepped out of the car, Morgan came running out of the mansion with the staff in tow.

"Christian! You’re home! I’ve missed you so much!" she exclaimed, jumping straight into his arms. Christian visibly stiffened, but the next moment he got into character.

"What a surprise to see you here. I was planning on visiting you tomorrow to bring you the gifts I bought you," he said. While his lips curved into a smile, there was a trace of disgust hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Gifts? Aw, you remembered me!" she said, jumping up and down.

"Of course, how could I forget about my fiancée?" he replied.

I watched the ’heartwarming’ show from the side, doing my best not to fall asleep. Morgan glanced over at me with a smile. "I hope Leslie hasn’t been too much of a nuisance."

Christian shook his head as he glanced over at me. "Not at all, I made sure to keep her very busy."

You aren’t lying. You didn’t let me rest all week.

While I kept a neutral outward expression, internally, I was rolling my eyes at his flirtatious comments.

"Good, I’m glad that she was put to use. As long as she wasn’t bothersome, use her as much as you’d like," said Morgan with an authoritative smirk. She found pleasure in commanding me, but she didn’t realize the significance behind her words.

"If you insist, then I certainly will," replied Christian with a wide grin. He then turned to me and donned a very serious look, "Starting with tomorrow. I need you to arrive at work early tomorrow and begin working on the report from the trip."

Morgan beamed as she looked at me condescendingly, "Don’t worry, Christian. I’ll make sure she gets up early tomorrow morning. We can’t have her shirking her duties."

Christian gently placed his hand on her arm. "Thank you, I appreciate your concern."

His actions solidified her resolve. She fluttered her eyelashes sweetly at his grateful words and intimate gestures.

Even I must thank you for your concern, sister. If only you knew how big of a favor you’re doing for me.

-

Morgan continued to chat with Christian, giving him what felt like a minute-by-minute update on her life for the past week. I found it increasingly more difficult to stay awake and even nodded off a few times.

Christian noticed my exhaustion and frowned. "Forgive me, dear, but I still have a few things I need to take care of before work tomorrow. I will come visit you soon," he said softly.

Morgan practically melted into a puddle, "Yes, of course. I’ll bring Leslie home, and I’ll make sure that she’s up very early tomorrow."

With a grateful glance, I bowed my head slightly before walking over to my family car. Morgan said a few more words to Christian before joining me.

"You look horrible. I heard it was impossible to sleep when sitting in economy. How was the flight?" she asked as soon as she got in.

"Mmm, it really is impossible to sleep when you’re pinned down in the back of the plane," I said, holding back a yawn.

Her lips curved up into a smile, "Serves you right, you’re the one who begged to work. Don’t go complaining now after experiencing your first few difficulties."

The entire ride home, she continued to lecture me nonstop, saying things like I’m an ’embarrassment’ or ’weak-willed’. She only stopped once we arrived and ran inside to tell our parents about her meeting with Christian.

I followed her in, just a few steps behind. My father was seated in the living room, waiting for us. He had a serious expression, and his arms were crossed.

Why does he look so...angry?!