Lady of the Night [18+]

Lady Throne

|Anubis Von Hearth|
|Three months later|

"Are you really leaving this as your Lock Screen?" My right eyebrow arched at the image of me, wearing a black turtleneck with a bun keeping my hair up, in black and white—he took it when we were in France.

"Duh," Napoleon crawled onto the bed and placed his head on my stomach under the duvet "look at my Home Screen; that one is even better."

My right eyebrow arched as I unlocked his phone to look at the picture "Napoleon!" I slapped his arm—it's a picture of me, sitting on the edge of a window with a purple corset on and giving him a sexy look; we had a lot of fun taking pictures.

"Ouch! Woman," he gripped the side of my thigh "I need to look at my wife's jugs once in a while to make my days better," my husband complained.

"Baby someone could see this picture and it's only supposed to be for your eyes," I locked his phone and gazed down at the dumb bitch I have for a husband.

Napoleon gazed up at me "No one unlocks my phone but me, princess," my hubby climbed on top of me. "Besides, it's not the raciest picture of you in my phone," his lips curved into a wicked smirk "like that one of your lips wrapped around my cock or that video of you moving your ass up and down on my cock–"

"Cock, cock, cock," I traced his abs "that seems to be your favorite word."

"It was one of my first words," he leaned down to place his lips against mine in a soft kiss "fuck, I love you so much, princess. I'm kinda excited for our party tomorrow."

A chuckle left my mouth "Did you change my husband for a new one? My husband does not like parties at all."

He shrugged with a shy smile "What excites me the most is the dress you're going to wear. Can you show it to me again? Please," he put his hands together and pleaded.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled before reaching for my iPad on the night stand to show him–for the sixth time today.