Unexpected bedfellows and secret heartbeats

The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Aurora Morales' train of thought. She looked at the caller ID on the screen, a faint smile spreading across her lips. Then she picked up the phone and said, "Second brother."

"My dear Alberto, I heard that you got married out of compromise to fulfill the order given by the head of the family. Did anything happen between you two? Did that brute bully you?"

Aurora Morales walked over to the chair by the window and sat down, listening to the other person's words that came in a rush, like a rapid - fire cannon as usual. "Nothing happened."

"That's good, that's good. I didn't even dare to tell our eldest brother about this. If he knew, he would definitely rush over from the United States! Your second brother is pretty loyal, right? Hehe."

Aurora Morales let out a soft "mm".

"By the way, someone is digging into your information before you turned 18. But don't worry, the head of the family has given an order personally. Your identity will never be leaked even a little bit."

Aurora Morales kindly reminded him, "If you're willing to call me by my real name, maybe the possibility of my identity being exposed will be lower."

"No, no. I think Alberto sounds much better than Aurora Morales."

Just then, there seemed to be some noise outside. Aurora Morales didn't talk much longer. After a few brief words, she hung up the phone.

Ricardo Vargas pushed the door open and entered. Aurora Morales stood up and pointed at the "masterpiece" in the room filled with shopping results. "Did you buy all these?"

Ricardo Vargas had regained his terrifying - looking face with scars. He nodded and said in an indifferent voice, "If you need anything in the future, just tell Don José directly."

"Okay."

After dinner, the old lady urged the two of them to go back to their room and rest. Aurora Morales sat quietly on the chair, her eyes downcast. She coughed softly and said, "Well... we put on an act yesterday. There's no need to do it again today, right?"

Ricardo Vargas lifted his handsome eyes, narrowing them slightly. The scars on his face twitched a bit, looking rather intimidating. "What are you trying to escape from?"

Aurora Morales blinked her eyes innocently on purpose and said, "I think I should be the one asking you this question."

Based on Ricardo Vargas' reaction last night, Aurora Morales was more certain that he might have some kind of problem in that aspect. But it was fine. She had married him with a purpose in the first place. Not having such things happen was also a fortunate thing for her.

"Mr. Vargas, it doesn't matter if you have some physical issues. Don't worry, I don't care about that."

The corner of Ricardo Vargas' mouth twitched. He suddenly leaned forward, his hands clasping the armrests of Aurora Morales' chair, encircling her petite figure in his embrace. He lowered his eyes, staring at her with unfathomable eyes, his voice hoarse. "It seems, Ms. Morales, that I need to prove something to you."

The strong masculine aura seemed to form an enclosed space, making it a bit difficult for Aurora Morales to breathe. Her face turned bright red in an instant, and she pushed him away abruptly. "N - no... no need."

A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Ricardo Vargas' mouth. "I'll sleep in the study. You go to bed early." With that, he walked towards the door.

Aurora Morales let out a long sigh of relief, only to find that he was still standing there without moving. Ricardo Vargas was silent for a moment and then said, "The door is locked."

"Ah?"

Aurora Morales frowned and quickly stepped forward to twist the doorknob a couple of times. Then she remembered the suggestive smile the old lady had given her before going upstairs, and immediately understood what she meant. She turned her head and looked at the only big bed in the room. Aurora Morales swallowed nervously. Were they going to sleep in the same bed on the second day of their marriage?

Ricardo Vargas looked at Aurora Morales' stunned expression and asked, "Do you want to shower first or should I go first?" Aurora Morales seemed to have her tongue tied. She rushed into the bathroom with a dull thud.

Leaning against the door, it took Aurora Morales a long time to calm down. After a quick shower, she realized a headache - causing problem: she had rushed in so quickly that she had forgotten to bring her pajamas! Aurora Morales walked to the door and softly called out, "Mr. Vargas..."

"Yeah?"

"Um... could you get me a pair of pajamas, please?"

Ricardo Vargas got up and casually took one from the wardrobe. "Open the door."

The bathroom door was carefully opened a crack from the inside, and a water - beaded, flawless white arm stretched out. "Thank you."

After getting the pajamas, Aurora Morales was about to change into them when she found that it was a black lace suspender style! The sheer fabric, this alluring design... Ricardo Vargas actually liked this kind of style!

After hesitating for a long time, Aurora Morales finally walked out wrapped in a bathrobe. Ricardo Vargas frowned slightly when he saw her dressed like this. "Didn't I get you pajamas?"

Aurora Morales gave him a fierce glare and directly changed the subject. "You go take a shower."

After Ricardo Vargas entered the bathroom, Aurora Morales quickly ran to the wardrobe to put the bathrobe back. Unexpectedly, the tightly - closed bathroom door suddenly opened with a crash, and Ricardo Vargas' voice came along. "There's no bath towel in here, you..."

In his line of sight, the woman's charming figure suddenly came into view. The sharp contrast between the white skin and the black fabric was eye - catching. Aurora Morales let out a startled cry and quickly threw the bathrobe towards his head. "What are you looking at! Pervert!" Although the words were angry, to Ricardo Vargas' ears, they carried a hint of coquetry.

When he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he found that Aurora Morales was already lying on the bed. She had wrapped herself up tightly. She also took out another quilt from the wardrobe and placed a doll in the middle as a partition, just like a line dividing two areas when they were kids.

Ricardo Vargas didn't say anything and lay down beside her. A faint, indistinct fragrance lingered in the air as they breathed. Ricardo Vargas didn't think he could remain unmoved with a charming woman lying beside him, so he could only force himself to think about other things to distract himself.

Just as he was in a half - asleep, half - awake state, Aurora Morales let out a soft moan. Seemingly feeling hot, she kicked off the quilt on her body. Soon, the air - conditioned coolness hit her, making her feel a bit cold. She unconsciously groped for the quilt a few times but couldn't reach it. Almost instinctively, she moved closer to the heat source beside her and hugged Ricardo Vargas.

Ricardo Vargas' body stiffened instantly, his brows furrowed tightly. He gently pushed Aurora Morales twice but found that the woman didn't budge at all. "Let go."

"Um... so warm..."

After persevering for half an hour, Ricardo Vargas finally got up and left, stuffing the quilt into her arms. He didn't sleep for the rest of the night.