Stuck In His Heart

"Shame on you!"
Suddenly, Consuela mustered up courage and took a step backwards, half way out of the man's grip.
However, she always felt that there was still that man's scent on her nose and face, which made her face rise up a rosy glow for
a long time.
Richie stood straight and watched her step back. It seemed that he was waiting for her to say something.
But that woman had always been a snail. She couldn't speak directly without forcing her to, and would rather keep those words
in her heart.
Unfortunately, he hated the feeling of guessing other's thoughts the most.
"You have never put your identity in the right position. What is it shameful to do between husband and wife? " He pulled his tie
and looked up with a charming smile.
He seemed to try to seduce Consuela sincerely and he had succeeded.
To resist the temptation of his handsome face and the overbearing aura, Consuela turned her head to one side and snapped,
"You don't have to give me petty action!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand to touch the tip of her swollen nose in case she would lose face in front of
this person.
Hearing that, Richie smiled helplessly. His fair skinned, slender and beautiful hands began to unbutton his shirt.
He didn't mind at all. Now, he was still in the long corridor, taking off his clothes slowly, as if it were his personal exhibition hall
and he was extremely relaxed.
Even if she was influenced by what she constantly saw and heard. She couldn't learn his cheekiness in a short time. Looking at
the stunning and vulgar man, she could only raise her head and have a negotiation with that poker face.
"Can you stop what you are doing now? You can take off your clothes in the bedroom later."
"Well, it's up to you." The man was somehow obedient and stopped the last button, his eyes filled with love.

She was at a loss for words at the sight of his handsome face. She bit her lips to calm herself down and stared straight at the
man.
Actually, Richie was a female killer, because he looked very attractive, elegant and noble.
"Actually, I have a question that I want to ask you. You can answer it or escape from it." She paused for a while and continued,
ignoring the man's naked scenery, "When are you going to let me out of the background and be accepted?"
When could she have a wedding? It didn't need to be too grand, and it only needed to invite some relatives and friends. A low-
key but not luxurious.
But sometimes she knew very well that this man would not give her a chance to behave like this.
She stopped thinking and looked up at the man who changed his mood at that moment. She wanted to smile, but she couldn't
force herself to.
"Have you forgotten the exposure on the Internet before? Isn't that the best way to be out of the background?" There was a
strong sense of irony in the end of his words. The woman's pale face could be seen in his dark eyes.
He smiled and continued, "maybe it just makes you the most eye-catching one."
His eyes swept over the person in front of him undisguisedly. Then he walked into the master bedroom with a faint smile at the
corners of his mouth.
A light slamming sound of the door was heard. Pursing her lips, Consuela tried to rush out of the cage on impulse.
However, she was stopped at the door, "Mrs. Richie, it's late now. Where are you going?"
The two men, both in black suits, had been strangely standing in front of her. Seeing them, Consuela smiled bitterly and walked
backwards.
She almost forgot that she was no longer free. She was already a cage beast, what she could do was to lick her wounds,
panting.
Ignoring the two men. She turned around and rushed up to the second floor, almost running. Her big belly was the only
resistance, which made her worried and angry.

The door was slammed shut and the sound reverberated in the room. Just as Richie walked out of the bathroom, he happened
to catch a glimpse of the woman standing by the door. Her chest heaved rapidly because of the intense movement.
He looked around the bedroom and walked up and down with his underwear. She was totally ignored.
His black short hair was gently touched on his smooth forehead, and the bright water dyed it blacker, as if he had been dipped in
a secret drug.
After calming herself down, she heaved a sigh of relief. She wanted to walk up to him and confront him in a loud voice.
But before she could get close, the man had turned around with a white bath towel and settled his eyes on her belly. His voice
was cold, and penetrated through her bones, extinguishing her heat, leaving only her grey body.
"Consuela, can you afford the consequences of premature birth?" If anything happened to the baby, she didn't know whether the
Ye Clan would trouble her, or could she get through her own?
It had been only six months, but the child had been put in danger because of her occasional mood swings.
"Sorry, I was too impulsive." Pursing her lips, she raised her head and gave him a bright smile.
Before she got pregnant, she always had a good temper, at least not bad in personality.
The man touched his chin, and when he saw the woman's sincere apology, but unrepentant looks, an evil fire suddenly rose in
the bottom of his heart.
The humbler she behaved, the angrier he was.
"Come and dry my hair," said Richie
He covered her head with the towel, a satisfied smile forming on his face. He sat down, waiting for the woman to help him dry his
hair.
After closing his eyes and pretending to sleep for a long time, he said impatiently without hearing any footsteps, "you should
know that I have never been so patient."
Consuela looked at him and then put the towel back on the shelf beside her and stretched out her hand, yawning. Defiant as she
was, she said, "I'm tired."

Under the scorching eyes of the man, she lifted her eyes lightly and smiled as if she was not familiar with him. "In order not to let
me get too excited, how about we sleep in separate bedrooms?"
After saying that, she pushed the door open and left. She dared not stay in front of that man for fear that he would treat her
differently. It was because that man's eyes were a bit terrible.
He seemed to be eager to eat her alive. The ferocious yet strange dark color made her dare not to look deep into it.
"Bang!"
After entering the room next to the master bedroom, she locked the door quickly. Even though she knew that the man had the
spare key to all the rooms in the villa, she still didn't want to let him go. But such a move could still make her feel a little safe.
She shook the door key in her hand and smiled bitterly. When she took a step inside, she was startled by the man who jumped in
through the window.