Free Web NovelChapter 107: Chapter 107: Is My Wife Hoping for Something Wild?
"Honey, the basement is calling to us."
Alaric Blackwood nuzzled against the crook of her neck, his voice a low, seductive murmur. "Let’s go play in the basement, hmm?"
"No, don’t..."
"I’m afraid of the dark."
She struggled to get down from the back of the sofa, but Alaric Blackwood only held her tighter.
"It’s not dark down there. Don’t be afraid, honey."
"Alaric Blackwood, I never realized you were such a pervert."
The man wasn’t the least bit angry. Instead, he laughed. "A total pervert. Want to give it a try?"
"No, no, no, I’m tired. I want to go back to our room... Ah!"
A sharp scream.
Sophie Shaw was lifted clean off the sofa as the man grabbed both of her legs with one arm and hoisted her onto his shoulder.
Draped over his shoulder, she screamed and struggled, her hands beating relentlessly against his back.
"I’m not going to the basement! Alaric Blackwood, don’t you dare!"
"Put me down..."
Ignoring her cries, the man walked steadily to the hidden door leading to the basement. He pushed it open, switched on the wall sconces along the staircase, and, effortlessly hooking one arm around the back of Sophie Shaw’s knees, carried her step by step into the depths.
The hidden door swung shut automatically, swallowing Sophie Shaw’s shouts behind it.
Exhausted from struggling and with her throat raw from screaming, Sophie Shaw gave up and let her head hang low. Her body went limp, her cheek pressed against the man’s solid back as she decided to play dead.
She suddenly stopped struggling, and Alaric Blackwood raised a hand to swat her on the backside.
"Ah! Don’t hit me there!"
Her face flushed hot, and she came ’back to life,’ resuming her assault on the man’s back. "Put me down, you damn pervert! Why didn’t you tell me you had this kind of kink before we got married? You’re supposed to give a girl a heads-up about this stuff, at least let me prepare myself mentally..."
The woman’s mouth ran a mile a minute, the words just pouring out.
Alaric Blackwood chuckled as he walked into the basement home theater. Seizing a brief pause in Sophie Shaw’s shouting, he said, "Sophie."
"I am here, Master."
"Turn on the entertainment system."
"Of course. What film would you like to watch, Master?"
Hearing the gentle, mechanical female voice, Sophie Shaw froze. Still draped over Alaric Blackwood’s shoulder, she looked up and around, discovering they were in a custom-built, soundproofed viewing room. There were no handcuffs, no whips... nothing like what she had imagined.
The entire basement space was huge and lavish. It had a separate bathroom and a wine cabinet filled with the man’s collection of expensive liquors. Next to it was a large refrigerator, specially for chilling ice wine and snacks.
She let out a long sigh of relief. Realizing Alaric Blackwood had deliberately scared her, she slapped his shoulders hard with both hands. "You bastard, put me down."
With a deep chuckle, the man bent down and set her on the leather sofa. "Looks like my wife was genuinely scared, hmm?"
"I never said what was down here. What were you afraid of?"
"And where did this ’pervert’ nickname come from?"
"What exactly was going through that little head of yours, honey?"
He bent one long leg, kneeling on the sofa and looming over her, his body casting a shadow that enveloped her completely.
"I wasn’t thinking anything."
"Then why were you just squealing like a stuck pig?"
"..."
"And about that kink you mentioned..."
The man’s eyes narrowed dangerously, his handsome face leaning in close. "Is my wife hoping I’ll try something... more creative?"
Sophie Shaw shook her head frantically, her body sinking into the plush sofa. Alaric Blackwood was too close; her every breath was filled with his familiar scent of ebony and agarwood.
’This guy is too good at bluffing,’ she thought. ’He really scared the daylights out of me.’
Now that she realized he had only brought her to the basement to watch a movie, her tense nerves finally began to unwind.
She flopped onto the leather sofa, murmuring, "I already saw two movies with Anne tonight. Can we skip this?"
"I didn’t bring you down here to watch a movie."
Alaric Blackwood pinched her hot cheek, then stood up and walked to the wine cabinet, where he selected a bottle of red wine and opened it.
Sophie Shaw’s mouth was parched. The man brought over two glasses of red wine and handed one to her. She took it, tilted her head back, and downed the entire glass.
"Slow down. Tonight is for sipping."
Alaric Blackwood sat down beside her, took a sip of his wine, and set the glass down. He moved close, draping an arm over her shoulder as he told the smart butler, Sophie, to play the movie.
It was a movie title Sophie Shaw had never heard before. She assumed it was a new foreign film, but when it started playing... well, it was foreign, all right, but it wasn’t exactly a mainstream movie.
As the on-screen couple’s love scene reached its climax, the man beside her began to get restless.
In the end, Sophie Shaw didn’t escape that Friday night after all...
「Two in the morning.」
Alaric Blackwood emerged from the basement, bare-chested. In his arms, he carried the woman, who was fast asleep, his own shirt now draped over her body.
He carried Sophie Shaw back to his room, took her into the bathroom to wash up, and then tucked her into the covers. He slipped in beside her, an expression of pure contentment on his face as he held her and drifted off to sleep.
Sophie Shaw slept until she woke naturally. When she opened her eyes, it was already ten in the morning.
She climbed carefully out of bed, pushing through the soreness that ached all over her body as she got up to wash.
Alaric Blackwood had left clothes for her on the nightstand—a set of casual loungewear.
She changed and went downstairs to find the man in the kitchen preparing lunch.
Famished, she slipped into the kitchen. Spotting the washed ingredients, she picked up a cucumber and started munching on it raw.
Alaric Blackwood watched her with a smile. He couldn’t have been more pleased with her performance last night; he’d woken up feeling utterly refreshed and invigorated.
Seeing her munching on the cucumber with such gusto, he casually washed a few cherry tomatoes, placed them in a small bowl, and handed it to her.
"Lunch will be ready in a bit."
Sophie Shaw took the small bowl and sat down at the dining table, snacking on the cherry tomatoes and cucumber to tide herself over.
A short while later, lunch was served.
It was a Western-style meal, which Alaric Blackwood was better at cooking.
"I want Chinese food."
Alaric Blackwood didn’t have time to cook it from scratch. Worried she’d be hungry for too long, he decisively ordered takeout on his phone.
He ordered all of Sophie Shaw’s favorite dishes.
When the food arrived, the table was a fusion of Chinese and Western cuisine, and she could eat whatever she wanted.
Sophie Shaw ate until she was full, then sprawled lazily on the sofa. She searched for Nina Halloway’s number on her phone and successfully added her as a contact.
[Hey, sis. It’s Sophie Shaw, your sister-in-law.]
Nina Halloway: [Wow! Sis-in-law!]
Nina Halloway: [BigHugsAndKisses.gif]
Sophie Shaw was taken aback for a moment. She hadn’t expected Nina Halloway to be so enthusiastic, especially since she hadn’t even attended the wedding.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, she asked Nina Halloway: [Sis, would you be free to meet up today?]
Nina Halloway: [I am! I actually just got back to Kingsport.]
A second later, Nina Halloway sent her location—it was her detailed home address.
Sophie Shaw: [I can be there around two.]
Nina Halloway: [Great, I’ll be waiting.]
Nina Halloway: [HappyPigSpinning.gif]
Sophie Shaw laughed as she watched the little pink pig spinning and leaping on her chat screen. fгeewebnovёl.com
She recalled the first time she had seen Nina Halloway. The woman had been leaving Alaric Blackwood’s house, wearing his jacket over a pair of hot pants, looking sexy and alluring.
More importantly, Alaric Blackwood had had his arm around Nina Halloway’s shoulder at the time, and they had seemed very close.
Back then, she had assumed Nina Halloway was Alaric Blackwood’s rumored mistress.
’Looks can be deceiving,’ she thought.
After going back to her room to change, she drove to Nina Halloway’s address.
As she arrived, as luck would have it, she ran into Jaden in the parking lot. The man got out of his car, opened the back door, and helped a very young woman out. Sophie Shaw clearly heard him call the woman "Jasmine."
