Filed To Story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
Oriana stared at Deacon and let out a smile.
“He’s my husband.”
Deacon lowered his head shyly and smiled lightly.
“Oh, so he’s your husband. Sir, Miss Oriana, enjoy your meal. I’ll go ahead now.” Mrs. Kathy turned around and exited the room.
Deacon stretched out his arms and wrapped around Oriana’s waist.
Oriana had specifically requested for Mrs. Kathy and the rest of the neighbors to call her by her first name, Oriana, but she still didn’t understand why they all chose to always call her ‘Miss Oriana’.
Oriana turned around and stretched out her white fingers and held Deacon on the chin and muttered,
“Mr. Armstead, I have a lot of land here. I’m a rich woman. Mr. Armstead, why don’t you stay and be my personal assistant? I’ll take good care of you.”
Deacon lowered his eyes and pressed his clean, masculine breathe into her face.
“You want me to eat your food, so you can lure me to bed.”
Oriana held back her shyness and looked at him provocatively.
“Nonsense! How can you suggest that I’m lusting about your body, when I’m actually aching for it. There’s a huge difference, okay?”
Deacon chuckled and her kissed red lips fiercely.
Oriana was startled by his action, so she let out a slight moan. She broke away from the kiss and quickly grabbed a strawberry fruit and stuffed it into his mouth.
“Hey, this is my territory, and you have to do as I say!” Oriana ordered.
Deacon chewed the strawberry and the sweet taste quickly spread across his mouth. He reached out to Oriana’s beautiful face and pinched her right cheek.
They both ate the noddles together. The noddles and sauce that Mrs. Kathy made was extremely delicious and they took their time to devour it.
Once they were done eating, Oriana stood up and said,
“Mr. Armstead, go wash the dishes.”
Deacon parked up the dishes and stared at her.
“What will you be doing?
Oriana found his question funny, so she let out a low laugh.
“I’ll go wash your clothes.” Oriana replied and ran into the root.
Immediately Oriana disappeared from Deacon’s sight, Mrs. Kathy walked in. She was holding a few new outfits in her hands. With her eyes glued to Deacon, she said respectfully,
“Master, I’ve made some new outfits for you and Miss Oriana.”
Deacon looked at the high-quality fabric and the hand stitching on it. It was an embroidery work.
“Thank you. Please place them on the table.”
“Okay, sir.” Mrs. Kathy placed the clothes on the table.
Oriana’s loud voice exclaimed from inside the room,
“Aunt Sandra, why did you wash my clothes again?”
Mrs. Sandra was wiping the glass with a rag. She particularly loved cleaning and did it happily. When she heard Oriana’s words, she muttered in self defense,
“Miss Oriana, I didn’t wash any of your underwear.”
Oriana couldn’t help but shake her head. The lady’s were foud of doing this. They would prepare her food, wash her clothes, and literally leave nothing for her to do.
Aunt Sandra.” Oriana called out from under her breathe as she lowered her head.
Miss Oriana, are you angry? Do you think that your aunts are getting older and there are not cleaning properly? Mrs. Sandra asked soberly.
Oriana knew that she couldn’t win against any of the old ladies, so she shook her head in defeat.
Deacon washed the dishes and walked into the room. Oriana had finished washing their underwear. She stood on the balcony and hung them.
Deacon stood quietly as he watched Oriana hang his underwear.
This was the second time that Oriana had washed his underwear. After drying the clothes, Oriana looked up at the dried clothes.
When she saw that her underwear and that of Deacon had come very close, she let out a chuckle.
When Oriana turned around, she saw Deacon. He was leaning against the wall. And his eyes were glued to her.
Oriana’s face blushed in embarrassment.
“Mr. Armstead, why are you being so impolite? You don’t even have the courtesy to knock before. entering a girl’s room.”
Deacon’s furrowed his brows.
“Oh, is it me who’s being impolite or you? You were just smiling at my underwear just now like a little ny mpho.”
Oriana had never lost a war of words, but since she met Deacon, she usually couldn’t win against him.
Oriana walked into the bathroom and dropped the bucket. She came out of the bathroom and stood beside the bed.
This was her boudoir. The entire room was filled with the sweet fragrance on her body.
Deacon lifted his long legs and walked over to her.
“Why are you staring at me that way? I feel like you’re treating me like your puppy.” Deacon muttered as he got closer to her..
Oriana jumped into his embrace and lugged his waist.
“Mr. Armstead, do you want to be my wolf dog?”
Deacon looked into her eyes and said in a low voice,
“Mrs. Armstead, I suspect that you’re seducing me, although I have no evidence.”
“Then do you like this?” Oriana’s small hands moved down along his lean waist.
But in split seconds, Oriana’s hands was grasped by the powerful fingers of Deacon. Deacon stared at her darkly and asked,
“Where are you touching?”
This was the first time that Oriana had touched him in his lower region.
“What are you looking at?” Deacon’s deep voice questioned again.
“The wounds on your body, grandma said that you can’t perform anymore.” Oriana replied.
Deacon knew that she was here for this. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken the initiative to stick to him.
“Can I see? Oriana’s seductive voice asked.
“Mrs. Armstead, aren’t you ashamed?
When Oriana heard his question, her palm-sized face fluttered in embarrassment.
“I’ll be outside.” Deacon let go of her and turned around to leave the room.
“Mr. Armstead, don’t go!” Oriana rushed up to him.
When Deacon felt her running towards him, he turned around and allowed her run into his embrace. Deacon was caught a little off guard as he stumbled into the bed with Oriana.
Oriana was on top of him. She chuckled and placed her hands on the expensive black belt around his waist.
Deacon laid on the bed that Oriana grew up on. Deacon raised his hands and covered his eyes, not wanting to see Oriana’s face.
Seeing that Deacon was unwilling, Oriana withdrew her hands and crawled off him. She lay beside him and said,
“I’ve already seen it. You’ve been in coma for the past two days. It was I who cleaned your body for you.”
Deacon turned to look at the girl beside him. Oriana’s back was facing him. Her figure was delicate and adorable.
“What did you see? Deacon deep and domineering voice questioned.
“I saw an ugly little caterpillar.” Oriana replied.
Deacon didn’t utter another word.
“Don’t get me wrong, the little caterpillar I’m talking about is your scar.” Oriana quickly added.
“What else did you want to see?” Deacon teased.
Oriana turned to face him, and she kicked his thigh severally.
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