"But we need to eat our breakfast, dear," Ryder replied.

"No, Ryder, let’s just have our breakfast later. Are you already hungry? Why don’t we just ask for breakfast in bed?" I suggested.

"I’d like that, but I have to meet with my father after breakfast," he informed me.

"Okay," I agreed, understanding the importance of his duties.

I watched as he disappeared into the bathroom to take a shower. Waiting a few minutes, I found myself too sleepy to linger. Ryder had exhausted me with his passionate advances throughout the night.

Despite my fatigue, I set my alarm for seven in the morning. As his wife, I couldn't neglect...