Isaac's POV
I look at my second wife. I raise my hand and stop Emilia from telling me whatever she wants to say. "Let me bring her to our room first. The two of you, wait for me in my office."
I scoop her. "Your wound, boss," Luther says. "It's okay. She's light as a feather," I remarked.
I walked away and headed to our room. I kicked the door closed and put her down. She's really light. It looks like her health condition was taking a toll on her weight. I pulled the quilt and stared at her face.
I watch her as she cleans my wound. She was genuinely worried and was serious when she told me to use her fully. I caress her cheeks using the backs of my fingers. Until a few moments later, I found myself moving my face closer to hers.
"Just a kiss," I utter, convincing myself.
As soon
