LOVE IN PARIS: Married To My Brother-in-law-Chapter 26: Secret Routine

Unlike her light caress, his touch immediately opened up her mouth for the onslaught of his affection.

In the bathroom ,one could barely hear the indistinct sounds of sloppy kisses and the fiction between them as their passion lit up the air.

Zeke hands slipped through the towel, caressing her slim waist and finding it’s way up to envelope her tender curve and Yvette couldn’t help but shudder at the sudden stimulation.

After a while, he paused controlling his breath as he hugged her , clearly trying to suppress his emotions.

"Do you want it?". Zeke asked, his voice low and husky with passion.

"Do you?". Yvette looked up to stare at his breathtaking face, her hands brushing away the strand of hair that clung to his eyes.

"Yvie". He called, leaning towards her as he whispered into her ears. "You know clearly what I’m waiting for, if you say it I’ll gladly make you stay up in bed all night".

Her fingers caressed his cheeks as she replied. "Zeke, I see and understand everything clearly now. I like you and I want you, to spend the rest of my lives with you. I never thought I’ll be able to move on so quick but looking at the pasts, I only wished I’d met you earlier".

"Zeke , I like you and I want you".

Upon hearing her confession, the beast he had just suppressed sprang up.

"I want you". Yvette said again, standing on her tippy toes to place a light kiss on his lips.

Before her lips could leave, his icy eyes were already set ablaze, holding the curve of the base of her skull, he started another round of intense kiss.

Soon , she felt her body lifted into the air and onto the bed as he strode quickly out of the bathroom and into the bedroom with her still in his embrace, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

She was clearly naked against his skin as her towel had long been yanked off with his shirt earlier but she didn’t seem to care about it at all.

All she wanted and cared about was him, he laid her on the bed immediately pressing his figure against her’s and she felt his intense onslaught of affection on her lips, then she felt his lips tracing the lines of her collarbone down her body and curves and eventually reaching her lower abdomen . . .

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Yvette woke up in the morning and subconsciously looked around until her sight landed on Zeke who was already awake and was seated on the sofa opposite her .

He had a laptop on his laps as he stared at the numbers and graphs on the screen before him.

The sunlight seeped in through the window and highlighted his sandy blonde hair, layering it with a golden beam which made it twinkle in the sunlight, enhancing his striking figure.

"Indeed, the most beautiful thing in the world is waking up to your lover by your side". She mumbled to herself, grinning.

As if noticing her stare on him, he looked up from the screen and their eyes locked in a passionate embrace.

"You’re awake".

"Hmm". She nodded and yawned, stretching her aching and sore body.

Zeke put away his laptop, striding towards the bed , immediately capturing her lips in his for another intense round.

"Good morning. Mrs Lorenzo". He stopped and pulled away upon hearing her grumbling stomach.

Yvette blushed and pecked his cheeks. "Good morning. Mr Lorenzo".

"Breakfast has been ready long ago. Go take a bath and let me warm the dishes".

One thing Yvette couldn’t help but admit was that the next few days were the best days of her life’s.

They spent the weekend sleeping and waking up together, cuddling and snuggling in his embrace , with her hoping that morning would never arrive but when it did, the day was beautiful and filled with sunshine.

Yvette stepped into the set after a week break and for the first time she felt the bright light of the set was blinding.

It had been a week since the incident and her return this time was anything but quiet.

The cast’s and crew greeted her with overly cautious smile, their eyes filled with unease and anxiousness as they got her ready for the next scene.

They treated her like a fragile glass, speaking softly, tiptoeing carefully around her as if the wrong words and actions might get them condemned to death and she could understand them.

They were afraid of angering Blair so they dared not make her uncomfortable afraid of his outburst especially after seeing how he had issued a stern warning and also protected her online.

And now even she herself had multitude of active followers so no one dares to mess with her.

Yvette made a mental note to thank Blair and have Leila investigate who had created the ruckus online which finally turned to be advantageous to her.

It must have been a slap in the face, the action of condemning her had actually turned into a blessing in disguise.

She now even had her own personal dressing room and make-up artiste all thanks to Blair.

"I’ve already asked around. Blair’s not on set and wouldn’t be coming today". Leila said as she entered the dressing room.

"Oh. Then I’ll just give him a call". Yvette shrugged her shoulders.

Leila gazed at her with a conspirational stare and quickly squatted beside her.

"Tell me the secret, what have you been up to these days?. You sure look different".

"Different?". Yvette asked as she glanced at her reflection in the mirror before her. "In a good or bad way?".

"Definitely good". Leila replied as she scooted closer . "Tell me , what’s the secret. You look so relaxed, your skin glowing and you look even more fair and pretty".

"Really". Yvette giggled then whispered. "It’s a secret".

"Aiyoo. Since when did we start keeping secrets?. I wonder which secret routine you’re using".

"You sure you wanna hear it ?".

"Of course". Leila replied and Yvette beckoned to her waving her hands and gesturing for her to come closer so she could whisper in her ears and Leila did so eagerly only to be dispirited upon hearing her words.

"Only married women can relate to this". Yvette smirked. "Wait till you fall in love with someone and then get married".

"I understand. Thanks". Leila scurried to her seat, pressing her hands against her ears, unwilling to hear any further. "Keep your married women tales to yourself, I don’t want to hear it . I refuse to be oppressed".

Yvette giggled as she gazed at Leila who then turned towards her with a teasing glance after a while.

"What?". Yvette laughed.

"So you’re in love with him now?".

"Hmm". Yvette nodded stunning Leila.

"You even replied directly. Wow. I’m so done and now alone on this journey". Leila wailed playfully, clenching her heart as if she was in pain and Yvette laughed at her expression.

"Then tell me, how did the two of you get together".

"Nothing special. He’s the one I’m going to spend the rest of my lives with so the sooner I accept him, the better. Besides, do you remember this penpal of mine that I told you about".

"Of course. I remember a particular someone gushing over her penpal and praising him to the moon". Leila responded then paused. "Wait, don’t tell me he’s the one. The penpal you’ve been exchanging letters with".

Leila paused to count her fingers. "He’s the one you’ve been exchanging letters with for seven years".

"Yes. Amazing, isn’t it?."

"OMG!. When will the love thingy locate me , I’m feeling so oppressed". She wailed . "Yvette, you must cherish him. He’s done so many things for you, openly and behind the shadows".

"I had already intended to a long while ago". Yvette smiled and patted Leila’s shoulders. "Soon, you’ll meet someone whom you’ll love, who’ll also love and cherish you in return".

"Don’t lecture me". Leila dusted her hands off begrudgingly and sighed but deep within her , she knew she had already met that someone.

The former part of her statement of she meeting someone she’ll love was right as she’s already met that person, she just wasn’t sure about the latter.

"Hey". Yvette said, jolting her out of her revire. "You seem out of it, what’s up".

"Nothing, quickly go. It’s time to start filming". Leila shushed her away, blushing heavily.

Yvette wished she could stay to gourge the truth out of her but she indeed had to go. Filming has already started.

"You just wait". She said before leaving the dressing room and heading outside.

Everyone was happy to have her back on set , of course Director Cole was not left behind. He was especially brimming with happiness to have her back on set.

"1, 2, 3. Actions".

Yvette immediately dove into her role with Zaiin, completing the scene she was filming the other day, channeling her emotions into the performance of the pivotal scene, filming and completing the scene and her other scenes which were scheduled for the day in a go as usual.