CHAPTER 31 Balancing Love, Work, and Family
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The morning sunlight poured into the condo, illuminating the bedroom where Marnie and Michael had spent their first night fully adjusted to each other’s presence. Marnie stirred slowly, feeling the lingering warmth of Michael’s body beside hers. Unlike before, she didn’t feel afraid. She felt… complete, safe, and strangely empowered.
Michael, ever the early riser, had already prepared breakfast. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon floated into the bedroom, drawing Marnie out of her sleepy haze.
“You’re up late,” Michael said, a playful note in his voice as he noticed her stretching and yawning.
“I… I wanted to sleep a little more,” Marnie replied, brushing her hair out of her face. She couldn’t help but smile at him. “Besides, you’re always up before sunrise.”
He grinned. “Someone has to keep my little wife on schedule.”
The words made her cheeks warm. Despite being married for just a few weeks, the way he spoke about her—protective, possessive, yet tender—was slowly changing the way she saw herself. She wasn’t just a young woman trying to prove herself in a bustling city. She was Mrs. Co, Michael’s partner in everything, and someone he cherished.
A Challenging Day at Work
After breakfast, Michael drove her to the pharmaceutical company. Today was more than a routine introduction—it was Marnie’s first day handling a client meeting independently. Her nerves fluttered as they entered the lobby, but Michael’s reassuring hand on hers steadied her.
“You’re going to do amazing,” he whispered as they reached the elevators. “Remember, confidence isn’t about knowing everything—it’s about believing in yourself.”
Marnie nodded, squeezing his hand before stepping out to greet her team.
The client, a well-known hospital administrator, was meticulous and skeptical. Marnie’s presentation needed to be precise, engaging, and convincing. She felt the weight of responsibility settle on her shoulders, but she remembered Michael’s words: she was capable.
Taking a deep breath, she launched into her presentation. Her voice was steady, her explanations clear, and her passion for the product genuine. The administrator raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed by her knowledge and poise.
When the meeting concluded successfully, Marnie felt an immense surge of pride. She had faced her first real professional challenge—and she had triumphed.
Michael was waiting in the parking lot, leaning casually against the car. His eyes lit up when he saw her approaching.
“You did incredible,” he said, sweeping her into a quick hug. “See? I told you—you’re stronger than you think.”
Marnie laughed, feeling the tension of the day melt away. “Thank you, Michael. I… I couldn’t have done it without knowing you believed in me.”
He tilted her chin up gently. “You didn’t need me. You just needed to see it for yourself.”
Her heart throbbed at the intensity of his gaze. Being married to Michael wasn’t just about love—it was about constant, exhilarating connection.
Family Matters
Later that afternoon, Marnie called her mother. She had avoided the conversation for weeks, fearing Gabriella’s strict and intimidating nature, but Michael had encouraged her to face it with confidence.
“Mom… I have news,” Marnie began, her voice wavering slightly.
“I know,” her mother replied sharply. “I’ve heard from your father. You married him? Just like that?”
“Yes… I know it was sudden,” Marnie admitted. “But Michael… he’s wonderful. He makes me happy, and I’m… I’m really grateful for your understanding.”
There was a long pause on the other end. Then Gabriella’s voice softened slightly. “I can’t say I understand everything… but I can see you’re serious. I suppose… I’ll need to meet him properly.”
Marnie exhaled in relief, a smile spreading across her face. “Thank you, Mom. I promise you’ll like him.”
After the call, Michael wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. “See? Nothing to fear,” he whispered. “Your family will come around. And I’ll be here with you through every step.”
Marnie leaned into him, feeling his warmth and protection. Marriage with Michael was not just an emotional commitment—it was a partnership in facing everything, even family challenges.
A Playful Evening at Home
Returning to the condo, Michael insisted on preparing dinner, keeping Marnie relaxed after her long day. She watched him move effortlessly around the kitchen, the sight filling her with admiration and desire.
“You know,” he said suddenly, leaning against the counter and watching her, “being married to me has its perks.”
Marnie tilted her head, curious. “Oh? What perks?”
Michael smirked. “For starters… I get to tease you whenever I want.”
She gasped, half in mock outrage, half in thrill. “Michael! You’re impossible!”
He chuckled, walking over and wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. “And yet… you love it.”
Marnie blushed furiously but couldn’t deny the truth. The playful tension, the teasing, the closeness—they were intoxicating. Being married to him wasn’t just about safety and comfort—it was a constant spark, a push and pull that left her heart racing.
As the evening deepened, Michael guided her to the balcony, the city lights twinkling below them. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering longer than necessary.
“You know,” he said softly, “I can’t stop thinking about how beautiful you are. How… perfect you are for me.”
Marnie’s heart skipped. “Michael…” she whispered.
He leaned closer, lips just brushing hers. “Little wife… you’re mine. Completely. And I want you to know… I plan to show you every day, in every way, that you’re cherished, adored, and desired.”
Her breath caught, a mixture of anticipation, excitement, and nervousness flooding her senses. Being married to Michael Co wasn’t just about love—it was a fire that consumed, protected, and thrilled all at once.
She pressed a hand to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm. “I… I want that too,” she admitted softly.
And with that confession, Michael captured her lips in a deep, lingering kiss, a perfect blend of love, passion, and promise.
For Marnie, being Mrs. Co wasn’t just a title—it was a life full of love, challenges, playful tension, and the intoxicating thrill of sharing her every moment with the man who was now her husband.
As they finally pulled back, breathing slightly ragged, Michael whispered against her lips, “And this… this is only the beginning.”
Marnie smiled, heart racing. She had no doubt he was right. Life as Michael Co’s wife would never be ordinary—and she didn’t want it to be.
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