It was indeed true.

The more she studied her husband, the more appealing she found him.

Upon noticing her silence, Brian Looked up.

He arched an eyebrow, surprised, as his gaze met Rosalynn's amused eyes.

“What brings you here?"

"Nothing. Just thought I'd drop by and check on you," Rosalynn stated earnestly.

Brian smiled, setting down his work and motioning for her to come closer.

Why did he always beckon her Like a beloved pet?

For the sake of requesting his assistance, she decided to play along with his whimsy.

As she approached, Brian pulled her onto his lap.

“I have a translation document. Could you help me read it?"

Glancing at the document on the table, Rosalynn raised her eyebrows subtly.

"Sure, but what's in it for me?"

Brian raised his eyebrows in return. Inhaling her familiar scent, he slid his hand under the hem of her clothes.

“What would you Like?"

Rosalynn stiffened.

“Stop it. This is an office. It's inappropriate to be seen like this by others."

Unfazed, Brian traced kisses along her elegant neck, his voice dropping to a sultry whisper.

“It doesn't matter. You're my wife."

Rosalynn countered, “No, right now, I'm your employee.”

Unable to resist a chuckle, Brian continued to explore her soft skin.

“Fine, I'm harassing you then."