Chapter 70 CAGED IN THE MANSION
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I make strangle sounds as he increases his tempo, and then softly speaks in my ear, "So, my little Tessy, are you satisfied with my apology now?"
He asks, his voice full of tease and my mind is not able to respond to him as I am too engrossed in the pleasure.
How am I ever able to stay mad at him when he gives me such a mind-blowing pleasure?
I pant heavily and stutter, a yes, with difficulty as he gets moving faster and harder.
Gripping my hair, he pulls me up to his chest, my back touching his chest, "If you dare push yourself away from me again… Do you know how difficult it was for me to sleep without you in my arms?" He hisses.
His hands go up to cup my br**sts over the fabric and start rubbing me roughly, "Please…" I beg unknowingly and I could feel him smiling against my skin.
Sliding his hand down to the side he places it behind my knee and hitches me up to the sink, opening me wider and allowing his thrust to go deeper.
The sensation was becoming too overwhelming and I knew I was getting close. He wraps his hand around my neck and turns my head, he then place soft kisses on my flushed cheek, I let out a moan, my body starts to get tense and my muscles tightened in a delicious way, I close my eyes as I feel myself shuddering from his hard thrust, and then sigh as a satisfied smile naturally covers my lips.
His final thrust are hard and deep as he exploded inside me.
He lays his forehead against my shoulder and I lean back onto him, standing for a while quietly calming our shallow breaths. Slowly, he pulls himself out of me and I frown at the loss of contact with him.
He then suddenly picks me up and we both stand under the faucet cleaning our sweaty bodies with a scented shower gel, again going back to our usual.
"We forget the condom…" Andrew sighs as he lays on the bed with me in his arms.
"Oops," This is all I could manage to say.
"I think I should keep some condoms in the washroom too," He says thoughtfully and I grin.
Just like that, we both are again back on the same track, becoming a loving and passionate couple.
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The next day as we begin our breakfast, I frown when I look at the huge bowl of fruit yoghurt in front of me, where is my caffeine?
I give Miss Celine a look and she gives me a helpless look. I frown badly and then finally finding my voice, I speak, "Miss Celine, you have forgotten my coffee…"
She looks at me and then Ann in terror.
"Tessa, dear, I have cut caffeine from your diet, you won't be consuming it anymore."
BOOM
I feel like a huge rock hits my head, No Coffee, You must be kidding me…
I open my mouth in protest, but whom I am gonna argue with? Ann?
I swallow back my unsaid words and with a dull face start eating the fruit yoghurt… Yuck… Who eats yoghurt in the morning and that too with too many berries…
I want to throw away this yoghurt bowl on someone… and My subconsciousness immediately wakes up to tease me while asking, "Who?"
Arghhh… With extreme difficulty and a bad face, I finish my bowl of yoghurt, my husband turns to me when he wipes his mouth and gives me a concerned look but I was too angry that I didn't say anything to him.
He leans and kisses my forehead, "What's wrong?" He whispers in my ear and I shake my head angrily, snapping in low voice, "Nothing."
He gives me a confused look and then left. Ann also leaves after a while and when I am all alone, I start cursing everyone…
Miss Celine emerges from the kitchen and I want to pour the yoghurt on her head, my gaze turns murderous, but somehow I still manage to stay calm as she approaches me and then with my best smile, I request her, "Miss Celine, please give me a cup of coffee… You know without coffee I feel a headache."
She looks at me stunned and then firmly refuses my request, "No, I can't."
My face falls and I start to get angry, "I want my coffee…" I say stubbornly just like a small child who demands his favourite toy in the market while rubbing his body on the floor and won't leave until you buy it.
"I am sorry, Miss, but I can't. Miss Swan has set your diet, I am just following her rules." Miss Celine says apologetically and I scoff.
"Ann isn't here and who is going to tell her, one cup won't do any harm, right?" I try to convince her.
"No…" She again refuses me firmly.
"Half cup then?" I try again.
"No…" A firm refusal, again.
"How about a quarter?" Keep trying, Tess.
"No…" Now, I have started to lose my patience.
"Just one sip," But still I continue pleading. "Please."
Miss Celine takes a deep sigh, and I feel like it's a "yes" but no she again refuses me with a stone face, "No, Miss, I can't."
Hah… F**k…
I wanted to storm into the kitchen and snatch the coffee jar but I remain calm because I know it will worsen the things… It's just a coffee, Tess… I try to calm my mind and then walk into my room.
What should I do? What should I do?
The caffeine feels like a morning drug for me and now the sudden cut of coffee from my life is making it unable for me to stay at ease.
As I was pacing back and forth in a disastrous state, my door knocked and Miss Celine enters after a while with a tray that carries a cup and a saucer. I feel excited and assuming it is my coffee I rush to her happily.
"You have brought my coffee…" I squeal with joy and as I look down, I frown badly because it's not a cup of coffee but a milk tea.
YUUCCKK
"I have brought tea for you maybe this will help to calm your nerve…" Miss Celine says politely and I frown deeper.
"No… I don't want this…" I snap angrily and then sit on my bed with a pout face.
Miss Celine takes a deep breath and then keeps the tray on the table, "You should give it a try, I have prepared a strong tea, this will definitely help you… Don't be stubborn." She says softly and her words remind me of my mother.
Sighing helplessly, I pick up the cup of tea and then take a sip.
Hmm… It tastes better than I expected and then slowly I start to finish the tea but still, my nerves stay restless all day.
In the afternoon, my dear husband unexpectedly calls me making me surprised. I pick up the phone instantly feeling excited, "Oh wow, hubby, how come you call me today?"
"You look upset, what happened? Did I do something again?" He asks hesitantly and I smile, so he is afraid that he had done something to make me upset, again.
I want to tease him a little but my mood was so bad since my cut of caffeine that I don't feel like teasing him anymore and then I tell him the truth.
"No, it's not you but Ann…" I tell him and he pauses for a second before asking, "What she did?"
"She changed my diet and I… I can't start my day without caffeine… I need my coffee…" I complain like a child my voice getting heavy from the sadness but my husband… He is such a heartless person that instead of comforting me he starts laughing loudly…
HAHAHAHA…
"You're laughing at me?" I ask, displeased.
"No, I am laughing at your words… You need coffee… You are complaining like a small child, Tessy… You can replace the coffee with something else, not a big deal…" He says calmly and I start to get annoyed.
"I want my coffee back…" I say determined and again Andrew's laugh echoes from the other side of the phone.
HAHAHAHA…
"It's useless to talk to you… You are so bad…" I yell furiously and then disconnect the call. I throw my phone away on my bed and after a second it starts ringing again but I didn't pick it up because I have started to boil in anger.
For Lunch, Miss Celine brings me roasted chicken and yams with a nice creamy salad. I sigh with relief when I see the normal food instead of something weird as my diet.
In the evening, my husband and Ann returned at their usual time and Miss Celine start to set the dinner table after a while. I sit in the living room with a magazine, everyday magazine here keeps on changing I wonder if anyone ever read it.
Ann is always busy with her work and Andrew with me, so then who changes the magazine daily and why, when no one even opens them.
Strange, no?
I like looking at the magazines there are many new fashion trends mentioned in them and by looking at them I feel a relieving feeling that I am still a part of the world so what if I am captured in a mansion now?
It's like I am a gold bird who is caged in a cage of gold with Andrew, Miss Celine and Ann.
I wonder if they all are really caged with me or Am I the only one caged by myself?
