Ceo's Mysterious Fiancee by Piper Dunlap

Chapter 88

Our Home

After a while, the car stopped in front of a luxurious villa.

It was the most renowned private mansion in Chicago. Last year, it was bought by a big shot at the price of 300

million dollars.

This villa was different from the Lars*n Villa where Paige lived, the most expensive neighborhood in Chicago with

thirty-three

households.

Moon Dunes Villa, on the other hand, was exclusive to the owner.

The well-designed villa was surrounded by flowers and vegetation. The lights were on, pouring the soft rays over

the villa and making

the place even more breathtaking.

There was a crescent-shaped lake nearby. Every time the moonlight shone, this lake looked like the real moon,

hereby the name,

Moon Dunes Villa.

Paige blinked in confusion. Weren’t they supposed to go to the restaurant?

Why were they here?

Rhys got out of the car and opened the door. “Ms. Paige, it’s Mr. Stowe’s home. This is the first time that he has

brought a girl back

home…”

First time again? It seemed that Paige did mean a lot to Martin.

“Rhys is wrong.”

Martin carried Paige out of the car, gazing at her lovingly. His voice was affectionate, “It’s not my home. This is our

home.”.

“Put me down. I can walk.” Paige was unaccustomed to being carried.

“You are my sweetheart. I should dote on you.”

Martin lowered his head. Seeing her beautiful face, he expressed his feelings for Paige. “Let me hold you more. I

miss you

so much.”

Martin walked her to the door, pressed her finger on the screen, and recorded her fingerprints.

“Do come home more often.”

The word “home” tugged at Paige’s heartstrings. She blushed.

The only male butler in the villa, Adam Walker, went to greet them. As he was the only s*rvant, he had multiple

roles.

Although he knew that a girl would visit today, Adam was still surprised when seeing Martin hugging her in his arms.

His professional ethics required Adam to hide his surprise. But deep down, he knew he was shocked.

“Mr. Stowe, you are back.”

Adam bowed respectfully and looked at Paige kindly.

“My wife, Paige.”

Hearing that, Adam lowered his head. “Good evening, Mrs. Stowe. Nice to meet you. I am the butler, Adam.”

Although they hadn’t gotten married yet, she was the first girl whose identity had been acknowledged by Martin.

“Good evening, Adam. Nice to meet you, too.”

Paige greeted Adam politely.

Seeing that Paige was pretty and polite, Adam had a good impression of her. “Dinner is ready. Please come with

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“Let me down,” said Paige, who still stayed in Martin’s arms.

“No, I just want to hold you like this.”

Their interaction surprised Adam again.

Martin and a girl from the Lusk family were engaged. The girl visited many times, but she was rejected.

Now that Martin permitted Paige to come anytime and said sweet words to her, the girl must be more important to

Martin than that

girl from the Lusk family.

Martin liked quiet places and did not like to be disturbed. Aside from Adam, there was only another serv*nt, a male

chef, Steve Allen.

Steve built a fairyland, billowing whi*e mist on the dining table.

The delicate rose petals fell on the foie gras and caviar in the thin mist.

Steve used shrimp b*lls to decorate a food tree, which looked like a real tree with branches loaded with fruits.

A melon and broccoli were carved into special shapes. Every dish was easy on the eye.

Knowing that a very important girl would visit, Steve was fully prepared. But seeing the girl in Martin’s arms, Steve

was as surprised

as Adam.

“This is Mrs. Stowe.”

Adam introduced Paige to Steve.

“Nice to see you, Madam and Sir!”

Steve greeted them and left after finishing the last dish.

Paige and Martin were left alone.

This was a romantic dinner, not a clumsy trick to woo her. Martin had asked Steve and Adam to prepare the dinner

long before they

arrived.

The leaves were swaying gently on the branches. A beautiful scene.

“We will have dinner at home.”

Instead of letting Paige sit in her chair, Martin held Paige in his arms, picked up the knife and fork, and started

serving her food.

“Martin, I can eat myself.”

Paige sat on his lap, not knowing where to put her legs. For some reason, she felt hot.

She was not a kid. Even if she were, she would be independent enough to have dinner herself.

“You don’t want me to hug you or serve you food. Do you still want to be my fiancée?”

“What does that have to do with being your fiancée?” Paige asked.

“It has everything to do.”

“You keep a distance from me. That means I haven’t done well enough. You’re not touched by me. So I will be with

you for longer

periods.” Martin said.

Paige thought, you don’t have to.

“I won’t push you anymore.

“I will let you off the h*ok if you feed me.” Martin smiled.

“You wish!”

“You’ve got two choices.”

“Why should I have to choose from these options?”

“Then let me serve you.” Martin smiled even more dotingly.

Paige continued eating her food, pis*ed off. Martin found it pleasing to the eye and her inexplicably cute.

“Try this one.”

Martin picked up another dish. “It tastes good.”.

While she was eating, Paige felt a hand gently stroking her back. “Can we just eat?”

“With such beauty in my arms, I can’t focus.”

“You are just too attractive.”

When the meal was finally over, Martin carried her to the sofa and sat down in the same intimate position. “I will

take you upstairs

and show you around.”

“I’m going back.”

“Before you leave, you need to see what your home looks like and where our bedroom is.”

“That’s enough.”

Seeing her slightly annoyed, Martin grinned.

Adam served them two cups of black tea.

“Put me down.”

Paige was a little thirsty from talking.

“How does it taste?” Martin asked as he handed her the cup of tea.

She looked pretty when she was drinking with her clear eyes lowered.

“It’s fine.”

After Paige finished half a cup, her lips were still moist. The tea was good and left a fragrance in one’s mo*th. It was

of high quality.

Martin cupped her face and kissed her all of a sudden.

Paige was caught off guard.

There was a tea fragrance on her lips. After tasting them, Martin kissed Paige harder.

It was the first time that Adam, who was standing by the side, had seen Martin do such a thing. In Adam’s memory,

Martin was

reversed, silent, and elegant.