Nathan felt a surge of frustration watching Yulia's reaction. With an unexpected burst of force, he thrusted into her, causing Yulia to let out a yelp. "What the..."
"Are you actually a psycho? You get a kick out of me being with other women?"
Was this woman for real? Not only did she not show a hint of jealousy, but it seemed like she had some twisted fascination with it.
She caught her breath and looked up at Nathan's rugged face, shifting slightly, which made him inhale sharply. "Stop freaking moving."
Yulia's laughter grew, "You really want to see me jealous, huh?"
Nathan clenched his jaw, readjusting his hold on her. "A good wife should get jealous."d1
Yulia's lips curled into a smile, "Once or twice is cute, but too much jealousy drives a man nuts."
Nathan scowled, "Sounds like you've been down that road before. Don't tell me you spent all your time getting worked up over Ronald."
She shook her head, "Ronald? Well, he bailed on me when I needed him the most. Other than that, he was pretty loyal. Didn't give me much cause for jealousy."
Nathan scoffed, "Seems like you think highly of his character."
With a smile, Yulia reached out and hugged him tighter, pressing her soft body against his. "What can I do? I have a thing for the bad ones. Decent guys don't always get my heart racing."
Their closeness made every touch feel more intense. Nathan took a deep breath, "So, my character's not good enough for you?"
Yulia didn't answer, instead kissing his throat.
Nathan gritted his teeth. This infuriating woman was asking for it today. "So bold? Just don't come crying to me later."
Yulia remained silent, as if he was ever gentle with her.
Downstairs.
Anya: "Carly, did Yulipop and Nathan just get back?"
"Well, yeah, they did. They must have some urgent matter to discuss. You be good now, okay?"
Though Carly tried to reassure Anya, she couldn't help but worry.
Relationships grow with time, and in the few months since she'd joined this family, she'd gotten a handle on everyone's temperaments. Their characters were quite good, and with the presence of the adorable and kind-hearted Anya, things were even better. They treated her very well. So she couldn’t help but worry about her employers when she saw them stumbled in before.
Nathan was temperamental, and just now he looked ready to tear someone apart. She wasn't sure Yulia could handle it. If things got heated, Yulia would be at a disadvantage.
Anya nodded at Carly's soothing words, but her little brow furrowed, and her chubby cheeks took on a worried hue. She hadn't seen everything earlier, but she did notice that Nathan seemed upset.
For a long time, Anya hadn't asked about what happened to Nathan and Yulia. Though she played with her toys, her eyes kept darting upstairs.
Carly felt a pang of sympathy for the child who seemed to have the weight of the world on her small shoulders.
She had covered Anya's eyes and coaxed her, thinking the child would soon forget, but the incident lingered in Anya's mind.
Finally, unable to hold back, Anya stood up with her toy and headed for the stairs.
"Anya." Carly quickly followed.
Anya's little legs trotted up the steps, looking adorable yet heart-wrenchingly worried.
"Nathan wouldn't bully Yulipop, would he? She can't fight him. Carly, let's go see. If Nathan bullies Yulipop, you have to help Anya fight him off."
Carly, amused and touched by Anya's words, nodded vigorously, "Of course, I will help you fight Nathan."
With a broad grin, Anya began to climb the stairs. Carly shook her head, picking her up instead.
They reached Yulia's bedroom door, intending to listen before entering, but before they could settle, they heard Yulia cry out.
Anya was startled, raising her arm to knock, but Carly scooped her up and hurried away, covering her ears.
"Carly, I heard it! Nathan must be bullying Yulipop."
Carly's cheeks flushed as they got further away, finally releasing Anya's ears. "No. Nathan is just playing with Yulia."
"But Yulipop was yelling. Nathan must be hurting her. She looked like she was about to cry. She must be in pain!"
"Oh, boy..." Carly sighed softly, descending the steps while explaining, "That's not pain."
Anya: "Yulipop was almost crying. If it's not pain, what is it?"
Carly: "It's... Oh, right, Yulia is just tired, and Nathan is giving her a massage."
Anya blinked in confusion, "Aren't massages supposed to feel good?"
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