𝐕𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀~
A 30-year-old accountancy professor known for his cold and unapproachable demeanor. His sharp intellect and no-nonsense attitude command respect in the classroom, where his presence alone is enough to maintain order. He...
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I was done preparing sandwiches for me and my baby when her loud scream reached my ears. Panic surged through me instantly.
What happened to her?
Without a second thought, I excused myself from the kitchen and sprinted towards our bedroom.
As soon as I burst through the door, I found her standing near the mirror, her face a mix of frustration and disbelief. She turned towards me, and I quickly scanned her from head to toe, my heart racing.
Relief washed over me when I saw she was physically fine, but the tension in her expression kept me on edge.
"Are you okay?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, though my concern was clear.
She pointed to her neck, and that's when I noticed them—marks, hickeys I'd left the night before and some from the morning itself.
My lips curved into an involuntary smile, proud of my hard work, but she didn't seem to share my amusement.
"Such a beautiful art, right?" I chuckled, but the glare she shot back told me my lighthearted comment wasn't appreciated.
Damn, how dare I chuckle.
Before I could react, she hit my foot with hers. It didn't hurt at all, but I faked a hiss just to see her reaction.
Her expression softened a bit, but she was still serious. It was clear that now it was time for me to get serious too.
I cupped her face gently, leaning in close. "Alright, Babylove. Let's find a way to cover them up," I said, trying to soothe her.
She pointed towards the makeup items on the vanity. "These are the makeup items. Now, I don't know how you're going to hide them. It's up to you, but if you leave a single mark visible, I'm going to show you exactly who I am."
