Anya barely opened her eyes sleepily and didn't find Alvin on the bed. Then she blamed him for her exhaustion and sore body.

Forget the fear, she had even forgotten it was their first time in clear senses when he teased, tormented, and pleased her to his heart's content until she didn't have the strength to move her limbs.

Smelling herself fresh, she guessed it wasn't a dream when she felt hot water around her. Anyway, she pulled her body off the bed and grimaced to herself at the soreness. She can't stay in bed, she has to start her day.

Without looking at the shower block filled in fog, Anya brushed her teeth, controlling hard to overcome her sleepiness and tiredness.

Alvin, who was leaving the shower, noticed Anya's half-opened eyes and wearily brushed her teeth. He was hoping for her to sleep longer so that he could deal with things outside. She doesn't have to wake up to reality so quickly.

How to put her back to sleep?

An idea popped into his head watching her shrinking and shivering in the cold, standing just in his shirt. Turning the shower tap on, he kept the shower door open to let her hear even if she was half asleep.

Rinsing her mouth, Anya looked at the shower. She didn't dare to get near wondering if Alvin was setting any trap for her. She wasn't going to take a chance with the man-wolf.

"Alvin..." Her voice barely crossed the noise of shower water. "Alvin..." She was a bit louder. Yet there was no response.

Wasn't Alvin there?

She tried to look through the foggy glass wall but couldn't see any shadow moving.

She wasn't a fool to think the tap turned up by itself. Silently turning around, she was silently tip-toeing to the door but she suddenly felt his presence behind her.

"Ahhh..." Anya screamed, trying to run out of the ensuite but the soreness of her limbs made her slower. She ended up pinned against the door.

Alvin felt stupid. She wasn't just any lady who would curiously get herself trapped. Dipping his head, he asked in a dangerously tempting tone, "Why did you wake up so soon?"

Anya swallowed hard at his voice. She tried to put on an indifferent look and turned around between his arms. Her face flushed as soon as she saw his upper naked body.

He looked sexier in the dripping wet hair, water rolling down his oh-so-perfect body. Her eyes involuntarily ogled his flushed, muscular body that was carved to exquisiteness.

Alvin was pleased seeing her mesmerized. He moved a bit closer watching her every tiny reaction of holding her breath and biting her lips between her teeth.

True, he had tormented her, then made her plead with him to stop but he was confident that she enjoyed it and was satisfied. If not she wouldn't have flushed looking at him clothless, would she?

Anya had just craned her neck to look at him when his gorgeous face came close enough to take her breath away. "We didn't try in the shower last night." His deep voice floated in the air.

In a daze and a bit of grogginess, her head slightly tilted, trying to fathom his words. Before she could say something, Anya gasped feeling his fingers grazing around her thigh and her body warming up instantly.

"Alvin..." She shrieked being carried like a baby, with her legs wrapped around his waist.

Looking at his playful eyes, a devilish smirk at the corner of his lips, she couldn't believe he was still in the mood after doing it almost all night.

Wasn't he exhausted?

Alvin saw her eyes widening, waking up completely. Then her mind started working but he wasn't going to leave until she went to bed for a nap.

"So do you want to go up against the wall or stand tall?" He mused as if giving her the choice to choose their position.

"Huh?" Inexperienced and clueless, Anya didn't understand what he meant by his words.

Alvin shamelessly added another position, "Then hands against the wall." He mused to bring her under the shower,

With the water running down her frame, Anya grasped he was planning on taking her under the shower. Sliding off his arms, "Al..." Before she could completely utter his name, he dipped his head and caught her lips in a tender but passionate kiss.

His fingers brushed through her wet hair and pulled away to look at her petite face. Seeing her shocked, he dipped his head again and kissed her pink luscious lips.

Anya had frozen after responding to his tempting lips. Using all her strength, she pulled her head away to stop him to start their day. But the space gave enough space for him to grab the shirt and pull it off over her head.

Anya: ????

Wasn't he too smooth? She felt like a little clueless lamb in the lion's cage.

Alvin easily pinned her hands against the wall and started seducing his wife who was resisting the temptation. Then she slowly succumbed to him

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Downstairs,

More than half an hour had passed but there was no hint of Alvin. Zane occasionally glanced upstairs without understanding what was taking so long for Alvin.

Janet was becoming impatient as each minute passed. Krystle was hiding her grin, eager to tease her best friend. Linus was sitting with a dark face, annoyed by his aunt.

Bernard, who had gotten the news of Janet's arrival in the Oasis mansion, stormed inside and stood in front of Janet.

Janet shot up from the couch, "Brother..." She swallowed the rest of her words looking at Bernard's dark face.

Bernard requested Krystle instead, "Krystle, could you please take Zane upstairs?" His voice was grave and low.

Being obedient, Zane jumped off the couch knowing it was some adult talk. "It's okay, Kryst, I will do my assignments in my room." He stopped Krystle from tending to him.

Krystle's priority was still Anya, "Don't disturb Momma."

Zane showed the Ok sign with his hand and went upstairs to complete his schoolwork.

Linus waited till Zane went away from his sight and spoke, "Dad, Bro hardly calmed down, why is Aunt making it more complex?" He could believe Janet just cared about herself.

The Collins family members were trying hard over the years to bring mother and son closer but Janet kept hardening it. Now he didn't want them to acquaint either.historical

Bernard heard his son and plainly said pointing at the door while looking at Janet, "Get out." He had told her not to meet Alvin or Anya.

"Brot..." Janet tried to reason.

Bernard cut in, "Do you want to be dragged out by Alvin?" And this time, he couldn't protect her or stop Alvin.

A cold voice resonated from the stairs after Bernard's words, "Shamelessness has become a new skill for actors."

In simple loungewear and tousled hair, he looked young, energetic, and strikingly handsome. But the air around him said otherwise.

Krystle didn't dare to even take a loud breath looking at cold and daunting Alvin Matthews. Linus pinched between his brows. Bernard knew he was late to control the damage.

Janet watched her son walking towards them. He was swoon-worthy but her hair rose when her eyes met with his chilly gaze.

Alvin sat on the armchair in his comfort and crossed his leg. He looked like a devil of the netherworld. Despite guessing the reason behind her presence, he sneered, "How much is for carrying me for nine months?"

If he could, he wanted to erase the fact that she was his birth mother. He was willing to pay her to get rid of her from his back.

Suddenly his expression softened and asked himself, "Should I pay her for serving Casper Matthews?"

Then his lips curled into a lopsided smirk and looked back at Janet, "How much were you pricing for a night? Was it a night or more?"

Everyone: "..."