That hours of darkness, Sophia didn't get a wink of sleep. For the unabridged night, she kept her looks fixedly at the plafond.
Subsequent to their go-scarlet encounter, of course for Sophia and not a person like Noah who sold his shame a long time back, he went to the washroom to get himself clean. Into the bargain, if he would have postponed his departure for even a second, he was sure that he would have lost all the sway he was holding over himself, with which he was trying best to constrain himself back and would have pounced on Sophia to get a good release.
Not having an ample supply of credence in his individuality, he went straight to the washroom, trying to erase the image of Sophia embedded in his semen.
After Noah was out, Sophia at the same instance went in the washroom to wash herself with cheeks flushed and warm. By the time she arrived back, Noah was fast asleep with leaving a good amount of margin in between himself and her sleeping space in his king sized bed.
But this is what, what Sophia conceptualized, only Noah knew whether he was in deep slumber or whether his sleep is seized hold by Sophia from past four months accompanied by many more nights in the coming future.
Morning arrived, with sun playing hide and seek at the rear of the clouds and only filtered sunrays entered the room, where Sophia was sleeping.
Weather had increased it's glacial temperature, bursting with it's freezing blast and to keep warm oneself, Sophia hid her naked body under thick comforting blanket.
Nevertheless shortly, sun finally made up mind to expose to the view, out of the clouds and shone up the earth's surface, Sophia woke up with twisting and stretching her body and fluttering her lashes as if wings of butterfly.
Waking up, before anything else first thing she did was to examine her surrounding, which was quite different from what she calls herself.
The aggregates, from walls to the comforter was gray in colour, which thieved the remaining of sleep she had in her.
As she was about to sit straight, she sensed her body without a single piece of cloth, which showed up the way to the recollection of last night happening and every memory came running down from every corner of her brain, causing her cheeks to turn the colour that of tomatoes.
'How can I do that?'
'How can I follow his every dirty instructions and what caused my release, I am not even attracted to him?'
It was all pristine for her, but also it did caused her to feel flustered over the thoughts
of her last night's act, although she was complaining about it in her mind.
Turning head to her side, Sophia felt disgruntled and at ease at the same period of time, not able to find the certain person her eyes were anticipating.
And judging from the cold crumbled sheets beside her, she hypnotized him to move out of the bed an antiquity ago.
Even though no one was present in the room, Sophia walked to the attached washroom covering herself in the comforter, protecting her porcelain body to be seen by thin air.
Having a thawing shower and attiring herself up in a knee length dress, she bought with Noah, Sophia peeped out of her room and found no one out there, she was all set about to begin her journey of exploring the mansion.
Walking a few steps scarcely, she was greeted by an elderly woman
"Hello madam, I was on my way to your room with intentions of waking you up." "Hello."
Sophia greeted her back with her boxy smile and not savvy of what else to say.
"I see, you are having a tour of the mansion. Shall I help you?"
Sophia nodded and was about to say yes when she heard a heavy, domineeringly masculine voice from behind, extremely near her.
"I have some business with her, can you please give us needed privacy."
Trio present in the corridor were well conversant with, it was not a entreaty as the words were rather was a commandment as it sounded.
"Sure sir."
Giving her best smile, the old woman bowed her head and walked off, and as if her steps were linked with Sophia's heartbeat that kept on increasing in it's rhythm.
Grasping her by wrist, Noah dragged Sophia back to their room, and latched the door behind him.
"Good morning, darling."
Noah spoke with his sinful smile creeping to his lips and slow predatory steps approximating Sophia, later instantly stepped back.
"Good-good morning."
To her bad luck, in the twinkling of the eye, she was caught by Noah who wrapped his
arms around her waist and pulled her in his chest.
"How was your night? Or are you psyched up for our next move? We can have a morning session, they are the best."
Sophia's eyes almost bulged out listening to her shameless husband. Immediately she begin to wriggle in his arms to set herself free. While Noah chuckled.
"You are shameless."
Noah let out a throaty laugh listening to his wife's statement. In spite of the fact she was refusing him, her flustered cheeks and fluttering lashes told him another story.
Regardless she might not be yet ready to accept her attraction and desire she feels for Noah at the very moment but yes things did stirred in her heart for what she had against Noah after he didn't proceeded with his activities and indirectly gave her first release of her life.
In a buttery movement, Noah turned her, securing her by holding her by waist and dipped his head in her neck.
"Tell me this is not turning you on?"
Noah asked in a muffled voice, still nibbling her neck and Sophia held Noah's hand firmly to stop her moan from escaping her lips.
"I can feel nothing for a liar like you."
Sophia let out in a strained voice. Chuckling in her reply, Noah travelled his hand down
to hem of her dress and lifting it up he started to slowly massage her thigh and questioned Sophia.
"Even this?"
"No."
This time around Sophia answered quickly while Noah immediately brought his hand
to her very core and massaged it gently from above her pantie.
When he felt Sophia's laboured breath, he asked in his sweetest and most seductive voice from his collection.
"Even this darling?"
Loosing herself in the fog of desire, Sophia threw her head back and let out a low moan. Low enough not to be dispersed in the air surrounding them but not enough to be boxed and not heard by Noah.
Listening to it, Noah smiled against skin of her neck and instantly Sophia understood her mistake.
Even though she didn't received the craving release, the mist and cloud that was earlier fogging her thoughts were cleared immediately and Sophia shot open her eyes. Unsecuring herself from Noah, Sophia spoke while turning to face him.
"No, I don't.."
By the time she could complete herself, Noah had already dashed out of the room slamming door close behind him.
"..feel any such thing."
Sophia completed herself for her own, nevertheless, the truth was known by both.
After what Sophia felt cheeks turning red and warm experience with Noah, she didn't saw him for the whole day.
On the first day of her wedding life, entire day she spent maundering in the mansion similar to that of maze, and also the garden or pool she paid visit to. At the length, she reached library which was pooled with different books of different genres.
But nothing excited Sophia, she did read some books in the past, but now from last two years she had indulged herself in work to the extent where she no more felt interested.
She walked by shelves feeling every book with her finger tips. To her surprise, the books were without a particle of dirt and books didn't seemed new but worn out.
"He didn't seem to be someone who loves reading."
Sophia spoke to herself looking at the piles of volume.
Traveling the way she reached to the fiction section, whose pages were most worn out.
"I think he mostly prefers these books to sharpen his brain."
Saying so she ran her fingers through the books but halted mid way and whispered this time.
"Why am I caring what types of book he likes or not?"
Standing there for a second or two, she shook her head and walked to the literature section and chose a book for herself.
Settling herself by the window, she opened the book the started to read it, but in a short period of time, she felt drowsy with sleep because of the lack of habit. Closing the book, she again spoke to herself,
"I can't sit at home and do nothing, I need to talk to Noah when he gets back."
As the night's darkness draped the sky in it's tenebrosity, and letting twilight emerge, Noah got home, the man who loved either to spend his evening working or at some bar indulged in his debauchery. First thing he did was to walk straight to his room and opened it with hope to find a particular person, but all his excitement shattered when he found the room vacant.
Walking back to his house keeper he asked.
"Where's Sophia?"
"I saw madam walk in library."
"Mmm."
Noah ran back to the library and shot open the door only to find his peace sleeping
and traveling in the dreamland with equanimity spread over all her face.
Walking to approximate Sophia, Noah contemplated at her beautiful face, lightened up partially by the moonlight peeping in the room through the curtain and partially by the candles burning in the table.
"My most beautiful addiction."
Noah whispered, running his cold long fingers through her cheeks and grazing her rosy lips using his thumb.
"Sleeping peacefully, oblivious of danger around her."
Bending himself and inclining his head, he placed a soft kiss over Sophia's lips and
spoke again.
"I will have you really slowly darling, be your addiction the way you are mine."
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