The Heir

chapter 12

AFTER that heated conversation between her husband and her mother, Victoria donned into her house clothes and went inside the study room to prepare for their company’s proposal to LS Group. She did not come out for hours and has no intention to do so until she finishes everything. She wanted it to be perfect so that the other party would be impressed to sign a deal with them. Victoria will do her best to make her family proud. And most of all, she would not let her husband down. Maximillian defended her so much to her family, and there was no way she would let that go in vain.

She raised her head when she heard the door creaked. Maximillian’s head peaked through the small opening and smiled.

“May I?” smiling, her husband asked.

Victoria propped a hand on her chin and nodded slowly.

Seconds later, he pushed the door to open wider. That was when she saw that he was carrying a tray of food in his hands. She could not help but grin from ear to ear. Maximillian’s gesture really touched her heart.

When he sauntered towards the table, she pushed the laptop and documents to the side.

“Max, this is too classy for a late-night meal,” she said upon seeing the steak and wine when he finally reached the table.

“Nothing is too classy for you, my love.” Maximillian put the tray down.

Victoria palmed her belly when she suddenly felt something in there. It seemed that she still got the butterflies whenever her husband acts sweet towards her.

Maximillian picked the bottle and opened it. He then poured wine into their glasses.

“So, how is it going?” Instead of sitting on the visitor’s chair, he sat on the edge of the table.

She started slicing her steak. It was cooked the way she wanted it to be, well-done.

“I am almost done preparing the proposal.” She popped a slice of meat inside her mouth and shut her eyes as she munched it. The savory taste of the steak seemed to replenish all the brain cells that she consumed for hours of making the proposal. “But I have this feeling that something is missing, so I am still reviewing it. Maybe I can make some revisions to make it better.”

Maximillian scanned through the pages at the side of the table. Victoria was not sure if he could understand what was written on them. Well, her husband could read, but he was not into business terms that were hard to comprehend. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“It looks good to me,” he muttered before sipping his wine.

“Well…” She heaved a sigh. “It is not the case for me—”

She raised her head and looked at her husband when he suddenly grabbed her chin.

“You should not pressure yourself too much, Victoria.” His thumb lightly brushed her lower lip. “You are brilliant, and I know you are capable of—”

“But my family didn’t see me the way you see me.” She heaved a sigh and caught her husband’s hand and brought it to her cheek.

“Always remember that whatever they say, I am always here rooting for you.” He pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her.

In a world full of judgement, there was someone like Maximillian. It was enough for her to feel better. All her worries seemed to vanish in an instant.

“Thank you…” She withdrew herself from his embrace and gave him a peck on the lips.

But it seemed that he wanted more. Maximillian pulled her up and plopped down on the chair. Then, he pulled her down. When she landed on his lap, he immediately snaked his arms on her waist and kissed her on the lips. It was deep and fiery.

“Max…” Victoria drawled when his lips traced her jawline. “I still have to—”

“You did a great job, Victoria. Now, it’s time for a breather.” His lips went to her neck and nibbled her flesh.

“You’re such a tease, husband.” She cupped the back of his head and tilted her head to the side to give him more access.

Victoria felt his lips curved into a smile against her flesh.

“But I have no intentions of teasing you, my dear wife.” Maximillian’s voice was husky at that moment, and it sent shivers running up and down her spine.

She clutched her legs on her husband’s waist when he suddenly stood up, then his sturdy arms supported her. Maximillian carried him out of the study room and brought her to the master’s bedroom.

He deposited her in the middle of the bed and started taking off his clothes.

“You do know that I have an appointment tomorrow—”

“Early in the morning,” he cut her off. “Don’t worry. We will make this quick.” Maximillian joined her on the bed and undress her.

“Come with me,” she told him as she helped him remove the last piece of her clothing. He looked at her with a boyish grin plastered on his face. And she did not have to ask why he was looking at her like

that. “I mean, come with me tomorrow… to the meeting.”

“All right.” He lay her down on the bed and kissed her.

“HI, good morning. What can I do for you?” the female receptionist greeted them with a smile.

“Good morning.” Victoria smiled back and looked at the name tag the receptionist wore on the right side of her chest. She always made sure to remember the people who treated her well. It was one of the things her husband thought her. “I have an appointment with Vanessa Smith.”

“Oh. Wait for a second.” Rebecca made a phone call. After a few seconds, she went back to her. “Miss Smith is waiting for you in her office on the tenth floor. Turn left for the elevator.”

“Thanks.”

Rebecca looked behind her. “Sir—”

Victoria glanced at her husband. “Ah. He is with me.”

“Oh…”

At the corner of her eyes, she saw Rebecca bowed at Maximillian.

“What was that for?” she said as they walked to the elevator.

“What?” Her husband pocketed his hands and fixed his eyes to the closed doors.

She shook her head. “Nothing. Maybe I was just—”

Maximillian grabbed her hand and put it inside the pocket of his coat. “Nervous?”

“Yeah.”

Who would not feel nervous? It felt like judgement day for Victoria.

“Do you want me to get you something to drink?”

“No need.” She pulled him inside the elevator when the doors opened.

They were both silent as it goes up to the tenth floor.