Chapter 3 03

Aletta didn't expect anything from her marriage with Bian. What would happen next? Aletta could only surrender and accept Bian as her husband. Although forgetting Aldo was very difficult for her, especially since Aldo hadn't been found yet, Like this time, Aletta was resignedly ordered by Bian to unload Bian's belongings in the trunk. Like Bian's decision earlier, he took Aletta to his private home.

Approximately fifteen minutes later, they arrived at Bian's house. The house was not too big, but it looked minimalist and elegant; it still seemed luxurious to the house. Bian got out of the car, then opened Aletta's door and let her out. Bian carried all the suitcases inside himself.

"Let me help!" Aletta was about to pull one suitcase, but Bian refused.

Bian smiled faintly and patted Aletta's head lightly as he said, "No, let me do it. You must be tired."

That made Aletta silent, and Bian's treatment made her remember Aldo, who often patted her head. But Aletta could only smile, remembering that Aldo left without giving her any news.

"Miss Aletta? Are you Mr. Bian's wife?" asked an old woman who had just approached Aletta.

Aletta just nodded awkwardly in response; she didn't know what else to say. Because the place was very unfamiliar to her.

"I'm Diah, the housekeeper here," she smiled, taking over the suitcase in Bian's hand as she said, "I'll take care of it, Mr. Bian."

"No, let me. You can take my wife inside," Bian said kindly. He then stepped away towards his room with two suitcases in his hand.

"Come, please." Diah invited Aletta to come inside. They both went inside, and Diah showed Aletta the location of several rooms. Not forgetting after that, Diah escorted Aletta to the top floor, more precisely to Bian's room.

"This is Mr. Bian's room, and it will be Miss Aletta's room too," Diah said with a smile.

Aletta could only smile because she didn't know how to react; she was just confused. How could she be in the same room with Bian?

"Yes, thank you," Aletta said kindly, after which Diah went down to the kitchen, leaving Aletta still at the door.

It wasn't long before Aletta opened the door knob of Bian's room softly. The door opened to reveal a white-gray room. Aletta's eyes swept across the room; she did not find the man who had become her husband. But the sound of water splashing could be heard from the bathroom. Aletta was sure that Bian was taking a shower right now.

Aletta breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped inside, dragging the two suitcases in her hands. Carrying them to the glass cabinet located in the corner of the room, Aletta sat on the floor and began to unpack the suitcases and put the clothes and items in their proper places.

"Huft. That sucks! I was supposed to marry Aldo, but now I have to marry Bian instead." Aletta grumbled endlessly, not feeling her tears fall without permission. Remembering Aldo disappearing just like that made Aletta feel sad.

Ceklekk...

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Aletta reflexively turned her head to look at the source of the sound. Her eyes immediately bulged when she saw Bian coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Bian's sispex belly made Aletta swallow her saliva with difficulty.

"Oh my!" Aletta screeched while covering her eyes with both palms.

"Why are you covering your eyes?" asked Bian with an innocent look.

Was Bian crazy? Of course, Aletta was not ready to see a sight she had never seen before. Even though Bian was now her husband, Aletta still did not expect to be married to Bian.

"No," she replied briefly, looking away.

Bian chuckled, stepping closer to Aletta with a smile that was hard to interpret. His eyes searched Aletta's body from top to bottom.

While Aletta did not care about Bian, she continued to put the clothes into the cupboard. Aletta had difficulty putting the clothes on the top shelf, but unexpectedly, someone stood right behind her. Helping her put the clothes down-who else if not Bian?

Aletta's heart really beat faster; how could it not? The two of them were very close now, Bian's chest pressing against Aletta's back.

"If you need help, say so," Bian whispered right in Aletta's ear.

Aletta gasped, shuddering, as Bian's breath hit her neck. She immediately turned around and gently pushed Bian's body away from her. "I-yeah, thanks," she said as she was about to walk away.

But her steps were halted as Bian suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist tightly. "Where are you going, hm?"

"Let go of me; I want to go!" Aletta continued to rebel, looking at Bian with a scared gaze.

While Bian sighed, he said, "Do you really not consider me a husband? You can't accept me, can you?"

Aletta lowered her head, not knowing why she felt guilty about Bian. Aletta did not hate Bian; it was just that her heart still belonged to Aldo. Aletta still hoped that Aldo would return to her.

"No, Bian, I just..."

"Then serve me as your husband."

"I'm not ready; what if Aldo comes back after this? I don't want to betray him, I-I--"

Brakk...

Bian punched the cupboard behind Aletta, gripping Aletta's arm tightly. Aletta could not run and could not move at all. Not knowing why Bian instantly became angry at Aletta's words, it surprised Aletta.

"Don't ever mention Aldo's name when you're with me, Aletta! I am now your husband, so I have full rights over you." Bian spoke softly but emphasized every word. Her hand gently caressed Aletta's cheek.

"But Al--"

Mphhhhh...

Without further ado, Bian silenced Aletta's mouth with her mouth. What was originally just sticking, but a second later became hotter. While Aletta could only cry trying to rebel, her hands were locked by Bian. Not only that, Bian began to go down to Aletta's level neck. Her lips began to lustfully touch Aletta's body.