Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game
Chapter 102 - 098 Taking wife to the nightclub?_3

Chapter 102: 098 Taking wife to the nightclub?_3

"You do it," Charlotte Miller’s voice softened like a gentle cat as she leaned close to Atlas Hallow, then stood at the other end of the counter watching him start to get busy.

Everything here was quite complete. Probably when she said she wanted to move out of the Hallow Family villa, he had already prepared it. Just the thought of it made her heart inexplicably warm, starting to melt a bit.

If he wasn’t so domineering, if his temper wasn’t so bad, and if he were a bit more gentle, perhaps he would be a good choice.

Charlotte had never realized how incredibly sexy a man could be when he’s focused on cooking...

The orange light illuminated his face, a very masculine face with deep contours and distinct lines. His high nose led down to thin lips, which along with his proud chin formed the most attractive sexy curve, full of vigorous masculine charm.

This is a man with a perfect score in terms of appearance.

Nowadays, there are face enthusiasts, hand enthusiasts, voice enthusiasts, leg enthusiasts, and so on. If applied to Atlas Hallow, he should be an all-round enthusiast, with no flaws at all.

Actually, what he was doing wasn’t complicated. Was he going to grill some steaks?

A little butter melted in the pan, then the beautifully marbled Wagyu beef was placed in, making a sizzling sound. The fragrance grew richer as the temperature rose.

"Why use butter? That will make you gain weight." She had a little complaint, as Charlotte didn’t like solid fats; they made it too easy to gain weight.

"With your small frame, you’re worried about gaining weight? Don’t worry, I will help you burn it off tonight. Scientific studies say one session is equivalent to running five kilometers; a steak has about three hundred calories, so you don’t even need to run five kilometers," Atlas skillfully flipped the steak and then picked up a white porcelain plate, sliced some fruit, took the baked potatoes out of the oven, and arranged everything rather nicely.

"That’s not necessary. It’s only three hundred calories; I can burn it off myself tomorrow when I inspect the construction site." Charlotte stuck out her tongue and looked at Atlas’s back. How did this man have so much energy?

Atlas had an immense workload during the day, and yet at night, he still had the energy to exhaust her entirely, which was a bit unbelievable. Isn’t it said that men who are too tired would be unable to perform?

But he was always full of vigor. Of course, she wouldn’t be so pretentious as to refuse, but having too much would indeed be overwhelming.

She didn’t know whether it was because of the delicious Wagyu beef or his good culinary skills, but Charlotte finished the entire plate of food, including the fruits and vegetables arranged on it.

When she wanted to clean up the tableware, Atlas grabbed her hand, "Leave it, someone will come to clean it up tomorrow."

Charlotte had a pair of smooth, jade-like hands, and he wouldn’t allow her to roughen them.

"Aren’t you going to inspect my project tomorrow? If you don’t go to bed early, how did you get up yesterday?" Atlas whispered into Charlotte’s ear. He had fed her, and now it was time for the roles to reverse.

"Are you insane? It’s only nine o’clock, how can anyone sleep at this hour?" Charlotte gave Atlas a glare. Who goes to bed at nine? At least wait until ten-thirty, and in an hour and a half, one could watch a movie.

This was the most relaxed and enjoyable night since returning home, so she decided to completely unwind.

"Today you ate a whole steak, a serving of potatoes, drank two drinks, and if I remember correctly, you took a piece of cheesecake from the fridge for dessert," Atlas held her body; this woman seemed made just for him, every curve fitting perfectly.

"Hmm, I seem to have eaten that much." Charlotte nodded. This man’s memory seemed useful in every aspect.

"I calculated, you’d need about four runs of five kilometers to burn it off. If we don’t start early, do you have time for sleep tonight?" Atlas’s low voice carried a smile, his words landing in Charlotte’s ears. Then he gently suckled the small, pale ear lobe and picked Charlotte up horizontally, carrying her directly into the bedroom...

In the intense autumn night, entwined passion, brief screams, and heated breaths layered heavily, burning like fire...

Indeed, there truly is no free dinner in this world.

Charlotte realized that every day with Atlas she was able to learn so many things.