Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (sites to read books for free TXT) 📖

Author Pov

Cyrus walked back to the room expecting to find his wife sleeping. But no she was nowhere to be seen. Frowning deeply in confusion he looked around the room and even checked the bathroom but she was nowhere.

"Where the hell is she?" Sighing frustrated he walked out looking around only to smell a delicious aroma coming out of the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen his eyes flickered in surprise seeing his wife cooking while still wearing a nightdress. Cyrus was only used to her lunch and dinner. She never woke up before him for breakfast that's why he always ate his breakfast in his office.

He leaned his side on the wall curling his arms against his naked chest. The side of his lips tugged up watching her working around the kitchen. He was indeed surprised to find her preparing breakfast for him. Something was different about her today.

Hazel gasped out clutching her chest in horror when she turned around to grab a plate. This man really has cat paws. Cyrus's expressions didn't change he stayed on the spot staring at her with a small smirk.

"You came back?" She mumbled grabbing the plate and placing the pancakes she made on it.

"You woke up early." He said making her look at him.

"Of course, I wanted to make breakfast for you." Cyrus narrowed his eyes at her.

" Why? " Hazel slowly placed the plate on the counter before turning to him.

"Because I want to make breakfast for my husband." Cyrus's body stiffened for a second hearing her words.

Hazel grabbed the stuff and started arranging the dining table while Cyrus stayed in the same spot for some time watching her doing her work.

Husband. Her husband. Those words seemed so common yet so unique coming out of her lips. He never thought a few mere words from her can make him feel this way. Gulping down he shook his head and went back to get ready.

After taking a fresh shower he got ready into his usual suit. Hazel was already waiting for him in the dining area with everything perfectly ready placed on the table. They both took a seat and ate in peaceful silence.

After finishing Cyrus stood up from the seat and was about to grab his coat when Hazel held his wrist. He looked at her in confusion when she slowly held the coat in her tiny hands and walked behind him. He chuckled shaking his head. He has to bend his body a little down for her to easily wear him the coat.

"Have a nice day." He turned his head to her feeling the speed of his heartbeat increasing. And then she did something astonishing.

His eyes slightly widened when she stood up on her toes and lightly pecked his cheek making him freeze once again. She had to hold his bicep so she wouldn't fall as he was way taller than her. Leaning back a little she mumbled against his cheek.

"Don't overwork yourself. Take care. Goodbye." With that, she stepped back shooting him a small graceful smile of hers.

Cyrus gulped blinking his eyes a few times. He cleared his throat nodding his head. Walking out of the mansion he loosened his tie a little sitting in the backseat of the car. He stared at the entrance of the mansion finding her standing there staring at his car.

So is this how it feels to be treated with care by your wife? If they were married in some different circumstances so is this how she must have treated him? He leaned his head against the seat staring at the buildings passing by.

Wish things would have been different. How he wishes that they would have met in different circumstances. Maybe just maybe he wouldn't have to ask her to treat him as her husband for only a month.

He placed his hand over his heart feeling the fast beating of it. He wouldn't deny he loved the feeling of her lips against his cheek. He loved the way she whispered asking him to take care. Something about her every action today was overwhelming for him. He wanted nothing more than to stay there and watch her do more caring things for him.

Wasn't he the one who asked for this? Then why does everything seems so hard to handle? He was never familiar with such soft and caring actions especially not from Hazel. Never have anyone even looked at him with a soft fearless gaze but today.

Her soft warm gaze with that small smile. Her caring words and actions everything just fasten his heartbeat. Taking a deep breath he came out of his trance when the car stopped right in front of his company. Tightening the tie and straightening his coat he pulled his usual poker face on and walked inside the company with the workers greeting him but as always he ignored them.

Hazel on the other hand got ready after preparing the lunch. She realized something while preparing the lunch. She doesn't know anything about Cyrus. Not even one thing. She never really tried to know about him after all and it's not like she had any reason to know about him.

Creed came to pick her up so she decided to ask him about Cyrus's favorite dish but to her utter surprise, even Creed didn't know anything about the beast. He simply said his boss used to eat anything offered to him. There are really rare times when he refuses to eat something.

"Why Ana didn't come today?" Creed looked at her through the car mirror before sighing out.

"She's quite sick. She had a fever so I asked boss for a leave and he permitted." Hazel nodded her head.

"I will make a chicken soup for her. The recipe was my mother's she taught me that soup it's a great remedy for fever." Creed shot her a small smile nodding his head.

Hazel arrived at the company and Cyrus was at the meeting. Just when the meeting ended Cyrus came back finding his wife there. He frowned at her.

"Why are you here? Is everything alright?" He asked walking near her who licked her lips in nervousness.

Yes, Hazel never came to the company without him asking her to come but this was the first time she decided to come to meet without him asking her to do so. That's why she was nervous about what if he become angry at her.