Menstruation kit

Sara POV

"We are interested in buying your book for ten thousand dollars." The notification tone on my phone woke me up.

Thank you, God. If they had refused my request, I dont know from where i could arrange such a large sum of money.

However, why did they consent to give me such a high payment for my book? Perhaps my book was performing well on their platform, generating a substantial profit for them. My instinct told me not to give this decision any further thought. I am glad that I can help Neil now.

"Sara, did you arrange the money?" I got Neil's text on my phone.

"Don't worry, Neil; I will send you money soon." I replied to him and sat back on the bed, supporting the pillow behind my back.

I grinned as I thought back to how he had soothed my stomach. Even while he was massaging my belly, I didn't see a hint of desire in his eyes. I was afraid that he would make me have sex with him during my period, but I'm relieved that he recognizes my suffering and allows me to relax.

What happened to him in the morning, though? I believed he would make me have sex with him at night, so I don't understand why he was trying to have sex with me first thing in the morning. I don't think that pills have any effect until morning.

I rose from my bed and left the room.

I saw Rosy return to work. Aron told me she would be on leave for a month, so why did she come back early?

"Madam, would you like to have breakfast?" I gave her a perplexed look.

Why is she so kind when she talks to me? Since I am Aron's wife, she ought to be furious with me. It's time for her to act possessive of Aaron.

"Why did you come back so early, Rosy?" I raised my brow at her. Even in our courteous exchanges, I have no affection for her.

"After receiving an order from Mr. Finge to return soon, I promptly returned." She mentioned Aron, attempting to conceal her flushed appearance.

Oh, now I understand the reason for her arrival. She came back here because he was missing her.

"I am not at all hungry." Upon seeing her, I clenched my fist in frustration.

He is quite self-centered. I'm on my period, so he asked her to come back. That implies that I am no longer valuable to him.

I began to cry as I realized how insignificant I was in his life. Is sex everything for him?

What else can one expect from a sex addict? My subconscious questioned me. I started crying because of my mood swings, and I realized that Rosy's homecoming was the greatest cause for crying.

After 10 minutes, the delivery boy handed me a gift hamper. When I opened the hamper out of curiosity, I discovered a menstruation kit inside. My face heats up upon seeing that hamper. I had no idea Aron Finge could be so empathetic.

"Did you enjoy my gift, then?" Seeing his call on my phone instantly made me forget that I was upset with him for calling Rosy at home.

"Why did you send this to me?" I opened the chocolate and began to eat it.

"I thought you needed this."

Why does my stomach flutter upon hearing his voice? What's wrong with me?

"No, I don't need this. My menstrual cramps are a habit." I tried to cover up my smile with fake anger.

"Sara, I believe you should have breakfast and then relax. You don't need to work today." I shifted my focus to observe my surroundings.

How on earth did he find out that I was using the laptop?

"No, I'm unable to relax at this time. It's the best time to write fresh stories because I felt more emotionally attached during my menstruations." I wiped the chocolate off my palm with my tongue.

"Sara, are you starting a new story?" He seemed interested in hearing about my latest story.

"Yes, I had inspiration for my new story last night." I told him with excitement.

"So what's the plot of the story?"

"Billionaire and his naughty authoress." My new book's title made him cough loudly.

"Is it about us, Sara?"

"No, it's a mixture of the two earlier stories I wrote." I was ecstatic as I told him about my new story.

I completely forgot about the torture and pain he caused me when he talked about my books with such interests. He always respected my work and looked forward to my next story, just like a true fan would.

"Authoress naughty, we want you to submit the story by this evening." The publishing house sent me an email asking me to send in the manuscript by this evening.

I looked into the locked, hidden folder on Google Drive as soon as I ended the call. When I sent the story to the publisher, my hands were trembling. What happens if Aaron discovers that I lied? I lied to him, saying that I didn't have my completed books on my drive.

But there's nothing more I could do; I need to make financial arrangements to save Neil. I want to keep this book a secret from the world, especially from Aron Finge.

As I nervously opened the book's first chapter, it transported me back to my childhood.

No, I don't want to share this book with anyone. After reading the first chapter of this book, I gave up on trying to pitch it to the publisher.

But then, Neil crossed my mind again. He has always supported me during my difficult times. When he needs my assistance, how can I be so self-centered?

After sending my book to the publisher, I had $10,000 in my account in less than two minutes. I'm not sure why they paid me right away, but I helped Neil out by transferring that money straight into his account.

I made a deal on one of my greatest secrets for $10,000. There are times when I believe money simplifies and eases our problems. To avoid having to deal with issues in my life, I would love to become a billionaire like Aron Finge in the future.