Anna woke up to an empty bed, feeling sore all over, but she did not regret it. Everything was worth it. She took a quick shower and walked out of the bedroom, stifling a yawn. Their night’s excursions had left her exhausted, and she did not bother about her appearance at the moment. Her husband was rarely home, and she had taken full advantage of the rare intimacy. And even if he were, she had given up all hope of ever keeping him as hers exclusively. She dragged her feet as she walked, the sound of her slippers against the floor irritating Liam, who was having breakfast downstairs.
“Would it kill you to lift your feet off the floor?” Liam snapped, shoving his barely touched breakfast aside. He must have lost his appetite. “God, I can’t stand it. Doesn’t it irritate you even a little bi
