Chapter 133 The Joint Proprietors of the Deed
The familiar voice, the familiar presence; with just a single sentence and a single embrace, all of Maggie's grievances from the past few days were swept away. Maggie had been nursing her anger before Fiorello returned, vowing to herself that she would ignore him, even if he did come back. But when he wrapped his arms around her, her resolve instantly crumbled. Maggie remained silent, a whirlwind of emotions churning within her. She wanted to voice her thoughts, but she didn't know where to start.
begin."Are you really angry?" he asked.Fiorello tenderly kissed her forehead, her cheek, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist, their intimacy palpable. "I'm sorry, I came back late," he murmured.Maggie remained silent, allowing him to continue his gentle assault. In truth, his touch had long since sent shivers down her spine.In a husky voice, he confessed, "I missed you, Honey."His words struck a chord within Maggie. She pounded his chest with her fist, a mix of frustration and relief, and retorted, "Fiorello, you're such a jerk.""I am a jerk," Fiorello agreed, lightly capturing her hand as the intensity of their kisses escalated.Had it not been for complications with the project, Fiorello would have returned sooner. He had been yearning to come back, missing her desperately, even though it had only been a few days.He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom.Afterward, Maggie lay nestled in his arms, lulled by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a sense of tranquility washing over her. She chose not to bring up the matter of the house.Fiorello held her close, his eyes closed, his thumb gently tracing patterns on her smooth arm. After a moment of silence, he said, "I have something for you."Maggie sat up, curiosity piqued, "What is it?"He reached over to the second drawer of the bedside table, retrieving a property deed. "Here you go."Maggie's eyes widened in surprise as she took the document, her astonishment growing as she read it."Why is my name on it?" she asked.The deed was for their house, and it stated that Maggie and Fiorello were co-owners.Fiorello smiled, "You are my wife, so naturally my property is yours too. I have been meaning to tell you that this house is ours. I bought it after we got married. I didn't want you to be without a home, especially after all we've been through together."Maggie was at a loss for words. She had always thought that Fiorello was wary of her, afraid that she would stake a claim on the house. But as it turned out, she had always had a share in it.Maggie scrutinized the deed, still in disbelief. "Why did you include my name? I didn't contribute any money to buy this house. Aren't you afraid that I will try to take over your property?"Fiorello looked at her fondly, "I thought that compared to the house, you would be more interested in my body."Maggie blushed at his words, a mix of anger and amusement coursing through her. She lightly tapped his chest with the deed and playfully retorted, "I'm not interested in your body at all."He pulled her back into his embrace, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he pinched her waist, his voice low, "Are you dissatisfied with my performance just now?""It tickles," Maggie giggled, teasing him, "Not satisfied at all... Mmm..."He silenced her with a kiss, his actions leaving no room for argument.Years of restraint vanished in Maggie's presence. He had never desired a woman as much as he did her.He yearned to possess Maggie entirely.Later, exhaustion claimed Maggie, and she forgot to ask the multitude of questions swirling in her mind.When she awoke, daylight had already broken. She reached out, only to find the space next to her empty. Fiorello was gone.Voices echoed from the living room, and she could hear the familiar sound of their downstairs neighbor initiating another confrontation.Maggie quickly dressed and ventured out. She didn't know what Fiorello had said to the neighbor, but the woman was beaming as she left.The neighbor's demeanor was a stark contrast to her previous encounters with Maggie.Once the neighbor had left, Maggie approached Fiorello, "What did you say to her? She seemed so happy."Fiorello wrapped his arm around Maggie's waist and smiled, saying, "That's because my charm is irresistible."
She laughed and said, "You're so conceited."
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