A tight and simmering anger sat in Alden's chest. Irritated, he yanked at his collar and was just about to head out to look for her when he heard someone arguing when he came downstairs.

"Kiera is pregnant. She can't stay hungry. I don't think we should keep waiting."

Dinner had long been prepared, but Henrietta Blackwell refused to let everyone start eating because Thalia hadn't returned.

Josephine Marwood, who had been holding back her frustration all evening, couldn't help but finally explode. "Even if Thalia comes back, there'll still be leftovers, won't there? It's not like she'll starve. At worst, she knows how to cook. She can make something for herself!"

Henrietta slammed the table. "Is the Crestfall family so poor that she has to eat scraps?"

Josephine realized she had said the wrong thing and upset Henrietta, so she quickly softened her tone. "Henrietta, that's not what I 

Alden slammed the car door shut. His face darkened while he strode toward Thalia.

He was shocked to find that the man beside her was Tyren. "You actually came back!"

Tyren didn't respond, only looking coldly at Alden.

Alden met his gaze and felt an oppressive sense of unease. It lasted only a second before he quickly looked away. "Thalia, come home with me!"

He stepped forward and wanted to pull her into his arms.

However, Tyren stepped back, cleanly avoiding his hands. "Take your filthy hands off her."

Thalia was limp in his arms and wrapped loosely in a suit jacket. Alden couldn't see her face—only her bare and fair legs dangling weakly in the dim light.

The overwhelming smell of alcohol on her hit Alden when he came close. His brows furrowed sharply. "Tyren, let me remind you that she's my wife. Who gives you the right to take her out drinking?"

"Keep your lower half under con

Thalia suddenly stopped laughing and lifted her head at the man before her with a tipsy and foolish smile. "I didn't expect you to have such a great body."

She boldly tugged open the man's shirt, pressing her small hands against his firm chest. Her fingers brushed and scratched lightly over him, like a cat pawing at something, and she kept sighing as if admiring a masterpiece.

"I'll make you happy tonight and make sure you enjoy yourself."

Tyren's expression darkened from being teased so openly in front of everyone. He held back the heat flaring through him and carried her into a private room.

He pinned her against the wall the moment the door shut before he coldly warned, "Thalia, do you even know what you're doing?"

Thalia pressed a finger to his lips and hushed him. "Shh! Don't be so fierce. Smile a little."

Her gaze was hazy, and her pale cheeks flushed a beautiful pink. The sexiest part was her lips as they parted and closed while she talked, alluring like a silent invitation.

Thalia was wearing a slip dress with a sheer shrug over it. She shrugged the outer layer off casually while speaking, with one strap slipping down her shoulder. Half of her soft chest was already peeking out.

"Why won't you help me undress?" She smiled seductively, her lips brushing across his cheek before grazing his ear.

Her action provoked Tyren even further. A burning ache coiled in his lower abdomen, and his pants tightened almost instantly.

Thalia had no idea how tempting she was. Her soft chest pressed against his bare torso, and she sensed something below.

She unzipped his trousers and reached inside to grab the hard length in her palm. "Mm, so big…"

She squeezed it relentlessly, like she was playing with some sort of toy.

Tyren was still a man, after all. How could he endure this?

He instantly lost control and lunged in to kiss her fiercely. "Thalia, I hope you don't regret this."

Thalia responded just as passionately, her eyes half-lidded and sultry. "I won't. You men cheat whenever you want. Why can't women do the same?"

She kissed him like she was releasing all her suppressed emotion. She took the initiative to extend her tongue to tangle with his.

Tyren felt like he was burning with desire. He stripped off his shirt while kissing her.

Her slip dress slid down to her waist due to her movement, leaving most of her skin bare under the dim lights.

Tyren's eyes burned with desire. He yanked off her bra clasp and buried his face to suck her nipples. He gripped her hips with another hand, spreading her thighs and lifting her against his waist.

His fingers slipped beneath her dress, pulling aside her lace underwear. He didn't hesitate and slid his fingers in when he touched her private part.

Thalia's warmth wrapped around his fingers instantly. Her legs tightened as she gasped breathlessly. "Don't use your hand. Use this…"

With that, she gripped his private part again and desperately drew him closer to her, her eyes brimming with endless desire.

Tyren held onto the last strands of his sanity. His voice rasped from restraint. "Thalia, look closely at who I am."

"You're the male attendant that my friend, Elowen, hired for me." Thalia narrowed her eyes slightly and suddenly got irritated. "My friend paid for you, so you'd better behave and not move. I can do it myself."

She didn't know where she found the strength, but she suddenly pulled Tyren into her arms, and they both fell onto the couch at the side.

She pulled out her hair tie, her long hair cascading around her shoulder.

That look of pure innocence mixed with desire and a hint of wildness made him want to ravage her.

Tyren swallowed hard and rolled over to pin her beneath him instead. He held her chin firmly and said in a hoarse and restrained voice, "Look clearly. The man with you tonight is Tyren."

With that, he tore her underwear off and pressed his hips forward to enter.

However, Thalia cried out sharply before he went in, "It's too big! It hurts!"

Tyren nearly lost it. He was already at the edge and too far to turn back.

He looked at the alluring woman in his arms. He could only comfort her gently as he said, "Be good, and don't move. I'll be gentle."

He lowered his head to kiss her while slowly teasing along her entrance, giving her time to relax.

They were both covered in sweat. Warm fluid began flooding out from her body under his attentive caresses.

A loud and sharp ringtone suddenly erupted just as he was about to push in again.

Thalia jolted, like she had sobered up instantly. She nudged him. "The phone…"

She fumbled around until she finally found her phone and unlocked the screen blindly.

Tyren was still burning with desire. He hugged her from behind and kissed her shoulder. "Who's calling?"

He glanced at the screen, and his expression darkened instantly. He immediately grabbed her phone. "Don't answer."

He cut off the call and tossed the phone on the couch before gripping her chin and kissing her fiercely.

Meanwhile, Alden didn't even have a chance to speak before the call disconnected on the other end of the line.

He caught the man's lust-filled voice through the phone and that unmistakable sound of kissing. His face visibly darkened in an instant.

Thalia said she had something to attend to, yet she went off to fool around with another man!

A tight and simmering anger sat in Alden's chest. Irritated, he yanked at his collar and was just about to head out to look for her when he heard someone arguing when he came downstairs.

"Kiera is pregnant. She can't stay hungry. I don't think we should keep waiting."

Dinner had long been prepared, but Henrietta Blackwell refused to let everyone start eating because Thalia hadn't returned.

Josephine Marwood, who had been holding back her frustration all evening, couldn't help but finally explode. "Even if Thalia comes back, there'll still be leftovers, won't there? It's not like she'll starve. At worst, she knows how to cook. She can make something for herself!"

Henrietta slammed the table. "Is the Crestfall family so poor that she has to eat scraps?"

Josephine realized she had said the wrong thing and upset Henrietta, so she quickly softened her tone. "Henrietta, that's not what I meant."

"What did you mean, then?" Henrietta's face darkened as she defended Thalia. "Don't think t

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