Trapped in a Secret Marriage with a Dangerous Billionaire - Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Whatever His Wife Wants

At that moment, Xander asked a question and stood before her. Aurora swiftly moved to gently grab his member.

“I would love to have my name here,” she said meeting his gaze with a sultry one as a playful smirk outlined her face.

Almost immediately, a hearty chuckle escaped Xander’s lips as he dipped his head backwards. “Sweetheart, you are asking me to die. Do you know that?”

“How so?” Aurora asked as she released his member at the same time. She liked genuinely curious to know how impossible it was to get a tattoo on his cock even though she had been joking about it in the first place.

‘How would it kill him?’ she wondered.

Xander met her gaze as his laughter toned down a bit. He saw how curious she was and explained, “Sweetheart, tattoos are naturally painful and the depth to the skin is enough to leave scarring marks. Now, do you remember how my cock felt in your hands the first second you touched it?”

“Soft?” Aurora replied.

“Exactly. It was soft, then the next second after it’s touched, it becomes excited,” Xander added. “Tell me how practical it is to get that needle into my skin?”

Though Xander asked that question, he did not give her a chance to give an answer.

“One, I can’t picture bringing out my cock for my fellow man or a woman to grab and draw a tattoo on it. Two, that place might become paralysed with a wrong move. And while I want to live my life pleasing you, I don’t want to do it with a dick that doesn’t work.”

Aurora raised her brows in amusement as she finally understood. “I see… So, you prefer sex to any other thing.”

Xander didn’t deny her statement. Instead, he said as he turned on the shower before drawing her under it so they could rinse off the soap lather on their bodies, “What else am I living for?”

Aurora chuckled heartily at his response and wrapped her arms around his waist.

—

Twenty minutes later, Aurora and Xander stepped out of the shower and grabbed towels to dry their bodies.

As Aurora wrapped a bathrobe around her body, Xander did the same before guiding her to sit in front of the mirror and take out a hand dryer to dry her wet hair.

“Are we going to sleep over at your family’s place?” Aurora asked as their gaze briefly met in the mirror.

“You are my family,” Xander quickly corrected the notion with a smile.

Aurora nodded in agreement before changing her wording. “So, are we spending the night at your parents’ place?”

“Do you want to?” He threw a question back to her and then waited patiently for her response as his gaze returned to her hair.

“Well, you have never shown me around the place you grew up or the room you used to live in before you moved out. I’m genuinely curious about your childhood experiences.”

Aurora didn’t know if a lack of time or something else was the problem, but as soon as she noticed this lack, she wanted to set things straight.

On the other hand, Xander thought Aurora was right and immediately agreed for them to spend the night at his family’s old house.

“Although there is nothing much to see since I practically didn’t grow up here, I would do you the honours of showing you everything about my childhood,” Xander promised.

“Thank you,” Aurora said with her gaze on him through the mirror as a megawatt smile rose to her lips.

She couldn’t wait to see all of Xander’s childhood pictures that she had never once set her eyes on. Unknown to her, he was fighting some difficult thoughts in his mind.

Xander hadn’t yet forgotten about his parents’ involvement in the chip found in Aurora’s head. He hadn’t forgiven them yet, hence the battle in his mind.

If it wasn’t for Aurora’s growing suspicion if he refused them visiting his parents to personally deliver the invitation letter or spending the night over, he would have given one excuse to cancel the trip.

But maturity and focusing on making his wife happy meant he should make himself uncomfortable to accommodate her wishes.

—

After drying Aurora’s hair, Xander excused himself. He went into their bedroom and picked up his phone to make two calls.

First, he called his family’s old house to inform the butler that he was coming home for dinner and a sleepover with his wife.

Secondly, he phoned Asher to pass on Aurora’s new instructions.

“My wife wants Olivia out of that house by any means possible before the end of today.”

“Wow!” Asher exclaimed with surprise sizzling in his tone. “Your wife sounds pissed. Might I ask, who provoked her?”

Xander let out a deep sigh into the phone. “Take a guess. The answer is not far from what you are thinking.”

“Mmm… I guess Olivia must have done something else to invoke her anger. Tell me what it is this time,” Asher probed.

Knowing how peaceful Aurora was, he was right to think that she wouldn’t resort to violence unless she were pushed to the corners.

So, without holding back, Xander revealed the truth, proving how inhumane Olivia and her mother were. The truth shocked Asher to the core.

“Is that even possible?” he asked shortly after assimilating the news.

“With that mother and daughter pair, anything is possible, Asher.” Xander let out a sigh. “Anyway, just do as my wife wants. You can set the forest or the house on fire if you have to.”

At this point, Xander no longer cares if Olivia lives or dies. He just wanted her out of his wife’s life.

“I will do exactly as she wants,” Asher assured him. “I will text you as soon as the target has been eliminated from the sight.”

“Thank you,” Xander said before terminating the call. Putting his phone away, he returned to the dressing room to join Aurora to get ready.