Arthur’s POV
As I assisted Margaret in packing her belongings for her visit to her parents' grand mansion, she expressed her fear, "Arthur, I'm scared..."
"Don't worry," I reassured her, "they're your parents, they can't resist you."
After we finished packing, I returned to my car only to discover my phone buzzing incessantly with missed calls from Sia.
"Sia," I greeted as I answered the phone.
"Arthur, where are you?"
"I'm on my way home, I just left the rest house."
"Why did you go there? And in the middle of the night?"
"I just needed to ask Margaret a favor. I'll be home in a few minutes."
Upon arriving home, I headed straight to our room to find Sia already fast asleep. I removed my shirt and slipped into bed beside her.
She stirred slightly, so I turned to embrace her from
