Russell’s POV:This was the first time I came to another country, and also the first time for me getting noticed by many women as I was walking with my wife. This had never happened to me before, definitely not in this proportion. It was as if Kyra’s presence around me completely changed the perspective of women when they were looking at me.To solidify this thought, I began receiving a lot of messages from girls in my DM. I didn’t even know most of these girls, and they were already trying to flirt with me, despite knowing that I was married, which I felt was crazy, to say the least. I completely lost respect for these women, even though I never personally met them. Still, I couldn’t be angry at them because just like them, I couldn’t identify the woman I wanted either, which was why I had ended up dating Natasha. Until Natasha revealed her true self, I couldn’t look beyond what I saw. I had assumed that Natasha was a good woman because she had acted nice with me.“I assumed that she
Russell’s POV:The minute you let people know you have money is the moment you will end up attracting the wrong type of attention.That’s what started happening to us right now.A group of four men began following us. There could be more of them stationed at different places. My heart started racing against my will.I didn’t tell Kyra because I didn’t want her to panic.If she panicked, those men might realize it and act in haste.“Let’s stop at that cafe,” I insisted.“Mm? Didn’t we just eat? I’m not hungry,” Kyra replied. I still grabbed her hand and took her with me. It was easy because she didn’t resist.We sat down, and these four men also sat at a different seat. This confirmed that they were definitely following us, but I tried not to look at them.But then I wouldn’t know what they’re planning, so I ended up staring straight at them. A few seconds later, they probably realized that I caught onto whatever that they were up to, and I acted like I was trying to call someone. This
Russell’s POV:“Sell this product?” I looked at Kyra in shock. “Are you serious?”“Very much. Sell this product to ME,” Kyra bluntly said.‘To you?” I was even more shocked. My blood started running fast. I knew how rich she was, so how could I sell a toilet seat to someone like her?“What’s taking you so long?” Kyra crinkled the corners of her eyes. She was definitely a little angry. “Sell me the damn thing. What’s the price? Of that pink-colored one.”“Uh…” I quickly took a look at a pink-colored toilet seat. “200 euros.”“Why should I pay 200 euros for a freaking toilet seat?” Kyra asked.“T-That’s a good question,” I pondered on what she said. And I realized that I don’t even know what was a reasonable price to pay for a toilet seat? So how could I negotiate with her?As I was thinking, a bald man in a black suit came scuttling and greeted Kyra with a lowered back. “It’s an honor to meet you, Madam.”The assistants were shocked to see their manager humbling himself before such a y
Kyra’s POV:Russell was talking with the manager because I had told the manager to teach him about a few things, so the manager took Russell for a trip around the store.That said, I must say it was a little funny when he fainted after hearing that a few specialists would be working under him. He must be afraid, but he’s also a Lynn now. And Lynns are afraid of nothing.And I mean, nothing, as far as business was concerned.I decided to freely give away 2000 toilet seats to the most frequent customers of Lynnware in France. While not every customer would need a new toilet seat, there should be some who would appreciate it. Moreover, I have decided to get a few public restrooms built here and there in this country because I heard they were short on public restrooms. Building these restrooms near the Lynnware stores or Lynn company’s buildings would do good, so that was the plan I had. It wouldn’t cost much money, so I wouldn’t even need to talk with my parents about this.My phone rang
Kyra’s POV:If my dad didn’t like any product he brought from other companies, he would then build that product in his own company. That was how the Lynn car and motorbike company came into existence. With a market cap of over a hundred billion, it was doing pretty well.Knowing my dad, he wouldn’t have agreed to the marriage unless he had already tested Russell one way or another. This theory of mine gained ground after I learned that my grandmother was working as a maid under Russell’s mother. She was probably testing to see how Russell and his mom actually were.My dad and grandmother might have given a pass grade for Russell, but I still didn’t give that grade.The men that followed after we came down the eiffel tower were actually hired by me. It was just a little test to see how Russell would react, and he did a decent job, though he didn’t live up to my expectations. Women need men when going outside for protection, and Russell had somehow passed the first test.He then success
“What are you doing?” Kyra’s voice came from behind me, skipping my heart. “Hurry up.”“Y-Yes,” Russell rubbed his hands instinctively, but the maid’s hand just happened to be right between his hands, and she let out a moan as foam formed all over their hands. Russell’s eyes bulged out of his sockets. “I-I’m sorry.” He quickly moved his hands apart. “I didn’t mean to do it on purpose.”“I-It’s okay because you did it,” the maid shyly said.“W-What?” Russell swallowed his breath and looked at Kyra who had an icy look. “T-This is a misunderstanding.”“Move,” Kyra pushed aside with her shoulder and washed her hands. She looked at the maid and said in a low voice, “You’re good looking, but you should find someone who isn’t married.”“Y-Yes, ma’am.” Only the maid and Russell were able to hear Kyra.And then Kyra walked away. The maid, however, still looked at Russell and winked. He quickly washed his hands and followed Kyra to her room like a shy rabbit.The prime minister had requested th
Kyra was in the hall, doing nothing. Russell came over and sat on the opposite couch and said, “When are we leaving?”“The prime minister’s wife prepared gifts for us,” Kyra replied. “Once we receive them, we’ll leave.”“Oh, but, wait, we didn’t bring them any gifts even though we’ve stayed here for a night,” Russell voiced his mind.“Mm, you’re right,” Kyra tapped her lip. “I guess I’ll send them something after we get home.”“That’s not polite, ma’am. We should give it directly,” Russell reasoned.Kyra couldn’t refute him this time because she felt that he was right. “Alright. Give me a minute.” She stood and went into the guest room.The maid was there. Kyra asked the maid, “What happened? Did he… make any advance?”The maid pursed her lips and said, “He… slapped me, ma’am.”Kyra was pleasantly surprised. “He slapped you?”The maid nodded regretfully. “Nobody has slapped me so hard before.” The way she said those words in sexual pain made Kyra’s heart skip a little.“Why are you ma
“Can you guarantee that you’ll never get a divorce?” Russell asked.Kyra couldn’t answer a simple question thrown from Russell’s end.“We are humans. We’re not perfect,” Russell said, thinking about the wedding day when he was charmed by the beauty of many women that had attended the wedding, especially Rebecca Sterling. Even dealing with the french maid recently wasn’t easy. He was in the prime of his mouth, and his flesh was urging for some pleasure. Resisting the carnal desires was one of the difficult tasks if not the most difficult task of an adult was what he believed. “When we look at a good-looking person of the opposite sex, can we stop the strange thoughts from creeping into our minds?”Kyra frowned a little. For some reason, the driver of the Sterling family she had seen in the wedding crossed her mind, deepening her frown.“We don’t know what the future has in store for us, so let’s not be too hasty and reveal all of our secrets to each other,” Russell said.Kyra exhaled a