"Roman? I can't do this anymore,"she said restlessly.

Sure the night was calm, the air soothing, the house quiet but Mick's heart was none of those. Roman had just confessed his feelings for her but did he confess to remedy the situation? To ease her nerves? To make her stay? To make her believe in some stupid fairytale that a man such as himself could love her?

His breath fanned her neck and her well she was restless call it uncomfortable even, to be in his arms.

"Then let me show you how much I adore you, Mikaella," he whispered and Mick could feel the heat radiating from his body on her back. She could feel his core harden against her butt and she bit her bottom lip to stop the agonizing emotions that were struggling to be released.

"Let me show you just how much you matter to me," he whispered once more and her breathing hitched.

Roman was stubborn, she gave him that. He still had his hands on her empire waist not intending to let her go.

Mikaella now turned to face him squarely. As much as her body betrayed her, her brain was still functioning and she didn't want anything to happen between them. Especially at a time like this when she was conflicted.

"Stop just right there. This can't happen. It just can't!," she insisted her hand now calmly lying on his chest covered by the white collar shirt he had.

Roman placed her hand on Mick's as it may in his chest,"Mick. Feel it. Listen to it. My heart beats for you. For you only"

Without thinking she fell for it. She grabbed his collar and slammed her lips on him. Roman was startled but he wasn't just gonna let her back out from the kiss. He pulled her waist closer to his and nibbled her upper and bottom lip simultaneously. Things got more heated when she let him in and he savoured her hungrily like a wolf about to be unleashed on some meek sheep.

Mikaella was in the moment. The kiss was mind-blowing something that at the moment she wished she could kick herself for not doing it earlier. They paced across the dining room still in each other's arms. Mick's back kicked the wall furiously as Roman held her hands on top of her head.

He quickly moved from her lips now biting her frail skin seductively down her neck. He sucked her skin so intimately that she thought that she was in heaven. Releasing her hands, his eyes darkened and Mikaella knew what he was thinking. Either rip her white dress off her body or be a gentleman and unzip it.

Surprisingly Roman went down to her legs lifting her dress up that it now got stuck on her waist. His hot kisses reigned between her thighs and she moaned without refrain. Her fists slammed the cold wall furiously and Roman smirked wickedly aware of how cute his wife was. Slowly sliding her panties down her beautiful legs, his mouth made way to her center and Mikaella moaned the more.

"You taste so good, love," Roman whispered teasing her clit back and forth with his tongue. Standing up, and now wiping Mikaella's hair from her sweaty face he whispered, "Should I go on?"

Mikaella didn't have it in her to talk, instead she nodded. With affirmation from her, Roman carried Mikaella bridal style to the dinner table. At this point they didn't care, it was in the middle of the night and no one was up so why care?

Her butt settled at the edge of the dinner table, Roman went back to her lips his left hand making way to her inner thighs and finally to her center.

"Roman I'm gonna c-"

"Shh. Not just yet..," Roman placed his finger on her lips and before his left hand could finally make back to her center, someone's presence jostled them.

"Mommy is that you? I can't sleep, I had a nightmare," Seth rubbed his eyes as Mick jumped from the dinner table straightening her dress so fast. Roman pulled away from her as he switched on the lights.

"Come on darling, let's get you to bed," Mikaella said nervously taking Seth's hand.

"Daddy are you coming too?" Seth asked and Roman looked at Mick but she on the other hand avoided his eyes.

"If mom is coming, I can't miss that either," Roman smirked and Mikaella blushed knowing full well what he meant.

Minutes later, they were both seated at Seth's bed.

"And the prince married the princess and they lived happily ever after. The end," Roman concluded closing the big picture book. Mikaella smiled kissing her son's forehead.

"Goodnight kiddo"

"Dad was mom sick? I heard her crying?"

"Yeah mommy was not feeling well so daddy gave me something to make me feel better. Now sleep, you have school tomorrow"

"Goodnight," Seth finally said and they switched off the lights getting out of the room.

The same fiery passion burnt in their hearts and although they both hated to admit it, they wished to get back to whatever happened in the dining. Roman was the first to pull Mick in his arms again as she giggled. But still could they do it again outside their son's room?

"We can't do it here you know," Mick hinted.

"Then we'll do it in our bedroom"

Our bedroom..That was a first. For the few months they had been together, never did she consider his room theirs. It belonged to him since it was designed according to his taste but why the heck did she feel giddy when he said 'our bedroom'. Or was she just horny?

Krrrrrrkrrrrkrrrr

The buzz of his phone in his pants ruined the sort of getup they had. He didn't want to take it as it was probably something to do with work but a little nudge from Mick and he answered the call.

There's nothing I can do about it

Fine I'm on my way

Sighing, he gave Mick a quick peck and left without a word.