Seductive Manipulator

62. Mi Casa

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Chapter 62 :

How'd you express the word home?

Probably a family consisting of your parents and siblings?

But how'd an emotionless man like me feel when he knows that he's found his home? Probably it's an euphoric feeling.

I'd have laughed in sarcasm at myself for talking about feeling and their classification as euphoric or stoic, if I had been the old me. But as I had said earlier, I've been feeling so many things since I've realised my love for my wife.

I had looked up in Google about this giddy feeling.

The search: What is the name of the feeling where I feel so much comfort, and too much happiness and relief?

If I say the answer in one word, it was euphoria.

So I just researched the given word and its description did match with what I was feeling.

So, is this how a man in love acts? If it is, then I'm willing to be stuck in this drama where I'll be the man in love with his wife. There I'll thank God, whom I had never believed in, for making mi esposa happen in my life. I don't care about the fact that she was my brother's girlfriend before, even though it irks me sometimes, because now she's mine. All mine.

Mine to love, mine to devour, mine to please and mine to worship.

And I'll proudly admit that she's the sole reason for my euphoria.