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Chapter 25 - Desires

Matthew exhaled a deep sigh of frustration, pinching the skin in between his eyes. He could not concentrate on his task because he was thinking of the woman behind the closed door that he had been staring at since he sat down on his desk.

At the restaurant, his father and father-in-law—the idea of having a father in law is still not settling down with him, he was observing Lilly from the corner of his eyes and he could say that he liked what he saw.

It was quite clear that she was uncomfortable being at the table, discussing their life and their marriage to their parents but she pulled her shoulders back and held her chin, answering the probing questions politely and with grace.

She's young but knows how to carry herself in a stressful conversation. He had already observed that trait from her when they first met. She was clearly annoyed with him but she held her ground and said what must be said. He liked that in a woman.

"And that woman is now your wife and you're here thinking about her like an idiot when you can just cross the threshold and claim her," he muttered under his breath.

He stood up and strode away from his desk to pour himself a drink. With a drink in hand, he stared outside the window and fell into deep thoughts. He and Lilly have to sit down and talk.

As the night deepened, Matthew wasn't the only one who could not catch a wink. Lilly was in the same dilemma. She has been rolling in the queen size bed.

When Matthew left him to go to his own room, she unpacked her clothes and took a long bath. She knew she would have a hard time falling asleep since she would be sleeping in a new place, plus the fact that her mind was full of questions that were begging to be answered but she didn't have the courage to ask.

She wasted time doing unnecessary things to tire herself out, she even sprayed some lavender mist on her pillow, hoping to feel sleepy but it was already past three in the morning and she was still wide awake.

"Ugh!" She sprung up from the bed, kicking the blanket off her legs, and sighed. "It's so annoying!" She exhaled another deep breath full of frustration. She has no one to call or message at this hour and it made her think of the friends she has.

Tiffany and Susan were together and didn't inform her. She has no right to feel bad since she also didn't tell them that she got married. She's not a good friend and the guilt has been eating her up.

She picked up her phone and sent a message in their group chat. She asked to meet them in the afternoon. She chose to meet in the afternoon because she was thinking of talking to Matthew in the morning and if he's busy by then, she can wait for him at night… 'yeah, sure Lilly Rosé, you weren't thinking of eating dinner with Matthew.' A small mocking voice scoffed at the back of her head.

She shook her head once and decided to get some water. She grabbed her robe for she was just wearing her old book club shirt and cotton panties. She likes wearing old shirts as her sleeping wear. She padded softly out of her bedroom, opening the door, putting her left hand on the sleeve of her robe, not minding a man standing across her door, staring at her intently as if he saw an apparition.

Matthew returned to his bedroom to get something and he was about to go back to his study when the door of the bedroom that Lilly was using opened and she came out barefoot, in the middle of putting on her robe.

It didn't escape him from the dim light in the corridor that she was wearing a thin cotton shirt where her nipples were standing proud, must be from the cold…and for god sake, she's just wearing white cotton underwear and her shapely legs were long enough to wrap around his waist, and he swallowed hard, the same time a part of him twitched in attention.

He stood rooted to the floor, his eyes following her every move and a part of him wanted to scream stop when she pulled her robe closer to her body, covering her up as she tied the lashes of her robe and sauntered carelessly to the kitchen.

She didn't seem to notice him and he was glad. He didn't know how he would react if she would see him gawking at her with his crotch sporting a small tent.

"Shit!" He cursed under his breath and quickly returned to his study before Lilly would come back from the kitchen. He felt like a fugitive under his own roof. He laughed wryly, shaking his head in disgust when he leaned against the closed door of his study, looking down at his crotch throbbing with needs.

"Three years. Three fucking long years. How will I survive?" He hit his head at the oak door. When he signed the damn contract that Robert proposed, he thought it was such a joke. It was too easy, after all his daughter is a kid and not his type.

"Yeah, a damn kid. A damn kid that could make you act like a damn pervert. Nice going, Grayson," he said mocking himself.

When he left his study, he told himself that the glass that he drank was the last one but right now, he needed another glass and a cold shower. He looked down at his boner and thought to himself, a shower of he could do something about it. But the thought of rubbing himself, imagining Lilly to relieve himself didn't sit well with him. Why in the world would he touch himself thinking of his own wife when he could consummate their marriage. He signed the damn contract, that's why!