Reagan stirs the soup as he glances at Isabella. He drops the spoon and turns to face her, leaning on the counter with his hands folded. What did this little girl even know about love poems?
He lowers the flames and takes off the apron." Isabella, make sure mummy doesn't come into the kitchen, I'm going to set up the table."
" Ok daddy, I couldn't come up with a good poem for mummy, you'll have to think of one."
Reagan smiles and ruffle her hair." Leave that to me, I can lure her out in many ways." He carries her down and she runs to guard the door.
Reagan walks out and goes to set up the table. He decorates the place with scented candles and flowers before going in to bring the dishes.
After he's done, he goes up to the room and knocks on the door.
" Stella, I need to shower." He says then knocks on the door again.
He hears faint footsteps approaching. The door opens from inside and he sees the little woman standing with her hands folded.
Reagan walks in and close the door. He stands in front of her and looks down at her petite figure.
Stella turns around and walks away. Reagan catches up to her in few steps and wraps his strong hands around her waist. He buries his head in the crook of her neck and pulls her closer to him.
" Are you still angry with me?" He whispers into her ear.
Stella turns her head away, not answering his question.
Reagan sighs and lets go of her." Well, since you are still angry with me, I can't show you the surprise I have for you." He takes off his suit vest and undo his leather belt. Walking to the dressing table, he takes off his wristwatch and puts it back where it belong.
Stella's ears perks up at the mention of a surprise. She walks towards Reagan and pull at his shirt sleeve." You have a surprise for me?" She asks, trying to conceal her excitement.
Reagan looks at her then pulls his sleeve off her hand." I do but there's no use giving you when you are still angry."
" I'm not angry anymore." Stella says almost immediately.
Reagan turns his head away and the corner of his lips threatens to curl up." You are not angry?"
" No, I'm not." She replies.
" Prove it by taking a shower with me."
" Huh?"
Before Stella can react, Reagan grab her hands and pull her into the bathroom. He locks the door and turns to face her." Take off your clothes."
Stella looks away, feeling shy. She has never undress herself in front of him before, she'll feel shy and embarrassed. Looking down at her toes, she murmurs," Can you undress me?"
She peeks at the man in front of her and sees a small smile forming on his lips.
" There's no need to be shy when you are with your man." He says as he swiftly unbuttons her shirt and pulls her skirt down. In a blink, he takes off ever other piece of clothing on her.
Reagan takes off his clothes and pulls her under the shower. He picks the soap and sponge and wash her body first before washing his.
He pours shampoo on her hair, tilts her head backwards and starts washing it.
Stella looks at him as he wash her hair. His wet hair covered his face and it added another layer of handsomeness to his already handsome face, making him look more attractive.
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RomanceLoosing her mum in an accident and being drugged and pushed into a room in a club by her two stepsisters wasn't the only thing Stella Brooks suffered. She was chased out of her home after losing the first thing she thought she would give to her husb...