A N G E L I C A woke up in a large bedroom. The soft silk blanket that covered the large bed, caressed her skin, making her sigh out of comfort. The curtains had been drawn shut, not letting the sunlight penetrate.

She was inside a large bedroom. She presumed that they were at Alexander's New York residence. The bedroom was large and painted a dull brown shade. But it was not really brown, there was some sort of black or grey mixed in with it to give it its dark, masculine look.

The ceilings were high, with intricately carve trims. A large glass chandelier hung from the roof, right above the foot of the bed. The bed was a large California king size, with a velvet head board and a long, straight velvet ottoman. To the left of the bed, was a small coffee table, surrounded by two chairs. And to the right was a vanity. Right infront of the bed was a large wall, sporting a huge plasma television. Adjacent to the tv wall were two door. Angelica presumed they led to the bathroom and the double doors to the closet.

Stepping out of the cozy bed, she immediately felt the chill in the air. It was December, so no surprise there that it was cold. She opened one of the large velveteen curtains. To only be met with the sight of snowfall. And the famous river frozen beneath them. She sighed, feeling content.

Angelica pulled open the single door, and like her suspicion, it was the bathroom. The bathroom was a large en-suite. Made of what seemed to be a yellow marble. With veins that cut across it in the most delicate way. Right next to the door was a long, double sink vanity. Adjacent to the door was a small enclosed space for the toilet. Then there was a large standing shower and a huge jacuzzi.

Washing her face, Angelica entered the closet next. Surprised to see her clothing already arranged. She changed into one of her many silk, slip dresses. Selecting a white, thigh slit camisole dress, Angelica put her hair into a ponytail.

She stepped outside of the bedroom, wearing the white heels she had found on her side of the closet. She guessed her way around, looking for Alexander.

Angelica after a few minutes of struggling finally came across the large staircase. It was a huge marble staircase, that wounded around. Each step was large enough to house fifteen people at a time. Slowly, letting the silence of the home engulf her, she made her way to the landing.

Right at the foot of the stair case, there were two archways. One leading into a fancy, formally decorated lounge. While the other into a not so formal one. Choosing to go in the direction of what might be the family living room, Angelica kept moving, exiting through another large arch, entering the dining room.

The dining room had large tall windows and the dining table was covered with plates and dishes. As well as candle sticks burning. In a haze, she continued to walk. Finally entering the huge, industrial size kitchen. Where the head and sous-chef were all rushing to finish the early dinner. So that their boss's new wife could enjoy her first day here.

"Urm... excuse me?" Angelica stopped one of the young girls.
She looked not older than twenty. Her chocolate, curly hair piled into a bun under the chef's hat.
"Yes how may I help you?" The girl inquired, voice full of arrogance.
"Would you mind telling me where Alexander is?" Angelica questioned politely.
The young girl chewed her gum loudly, showing her distaste at the woman who had interrupted her.

"He is havin' a meetin' in his office. Its at the end of the hallway!" The girl ate her words, throwing her spit around.
It made Angel feel uncomfortable. Asking for her name, she made a mental note to ask Alexander if they could change Karen's job. Or fire her even.

Nodding her head, Angel continued her journey. Finally reaching the end. There was one glass door, that led to their gigantic garden. Meanwhile another dark mahogany door, which according to Karen, led to Alexander's office.

Angelica knocked on the door. Feeling confused on not hearing a reply. She opened the door, to be met with a room full of maid's clothing. She was shocked for a second, recovering her senses, she felt baffled. Was it so easy to mistake her kindness for her intelligence? Did they think just because she was kind and a bit shy she did not know how to retaliate? The incident reminded her of her early life back at her parents. Where everyone liked to treat her like shit. And make fun of her for believing everything blindly.

Angelica headed out of the room, furious. She was about to march into the kitchen again, when she caught sight of Alexander in the lawn. Talking to one of what she presumed, his men.

She opened the large glass door, stepping out into the chilly winter wind. Not caring about how she was shivering, Angelica walked over to Alexander.

"Hello Gentlemen!" She greeted both of them with a bright smile.
Alexander almost immediately wrapped his hands around her waist, the action as smooth as a baby's butt.
"Where is your coat?" Her husband inquired.
"Inside. Was not planning on coming out. But a series of events led to this". She shrugged.
Hugging him tighter, allowing his body heat to provide her with warmth. Chuckling, Alexander took off his coat, wrapping it around his shoulders. Kissing her hair.

"Ah! Angelica meet Tim. He is the head of security. If you need help contact him. And Tim, meet Angelica, my wife and your new boss!" He smiled.
Tim greeted her politely and left them to their own devices.
"Now Angel, tell me why are you outside?" Concern laced Alexander's voice.
"I was looking for you Xander," she smiled.
Brushing away a snowflake from his hair. Alexander brought her hand to his lips, kissing the tips of his fingers.
"Let's go in!" He gestured.
Opening the door for her.

Finally inside, he took off the coat from Angel's body. The central heating system of the house kept it warm during the winters.
"Now tell me, why were you outside? And did you have something?" He asked her, worried about her health.
"No, we can eat together. And well one of your workers decided it would be fun to prank me!" Angelica narrated the entire incident.

By the end of it, Alexander was furious. It looked to Angel as if he would grow a pair of horns in a second. Alexander led her to the dining table. Seating her on one of  the seats for  the head. Sitting to her left. Alexander had replaced the table, to one of those that were wide enough to seat two people together on the heads side. So that he and Angelica did not have to separate. And he could make it clear that they were equals.

"Bruce?" Alexander shouted for his butler.
Who came rushing in instantly.
"Yes sir?" He asked.
"Ask them to serve dinner and send in - who did you say it was dear -? Ahh yes... Send in Karen". He smiled at Bruce, glad that Angel had not hidden the truth from him.

"Yes sir?" Karen came in, batting her eyelashes.
It made Angelica want to puke.
"Pack your bags. Bruce give her the paycheck and make sure I don't see her around anymore!" He signalled for him to take the woman away.
He was annoyed. He needed to put his feet down, and teach his workers to respect his wife.

A F T E R D I N N E R
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A L E X A N D E R ' S O F F I C E
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Alexander's office was on the first floor. Right opposite their bedroom. The office was unlike any Angel had seen before. It was a large office with a fireplace opposite to his large work desk. A set of large chairs place perpendicular to the fire place. One of the walls was made into a book shelf. Housing several stories.

Angelica was in awe of the room. She grabbed the book Wuthering Heights and got seated on one of the large chairs. Allowing the fire to warm her. Apparently, this room was original to the home. And the only part that did not have a connection to the heating system.

It was a Scandinavian inspired mansion. Built during the early 1900's. Alexander had bought it around three years ago. It was the perfect place for him. Away from the hustle of the city and surrounded by scenic views. He had loved the office room with the dark vibe it held, that he never changed much of it. Only adding new furniture.

As Alexander worked on some files, his eyes ran the expanse of the room. Stopping at his bewitching wife. Her legs on top of each other as she read the boon with unadulterated focus. Flipping the pages of the book. His heated gaze, was not ignored. Angel began to blush on her seat. Lifting the book higher to protect herself from the soul shaking gaze of Alexander.

M A T U R E C O N T E N T
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Alexander rushed over to Angelica. Grabbing her princess style in his arms. The surprise making her squeal. A pail of laughter leaving her lips. Inside their bedroom, he dropped her on top of their bed, taking off his shirt, he stalked towards her. Like a predator towards its prey.

His body hovered over hers, the sexual tension creating an atmosphere of desire. So thick that it was palpable. Alexander ran his fingers down her face. The tips barely grazing the skin. And yet it caused a maddening effect on Angelica.

Her chest started to fall and rise rapidly. Anticipating the next move. Alexander dipped down, skimming his lips over her exposed chest, courtesy of the satin dress. Lightly biting her chin, eliciting a moan from Angel.

He smirked, his hands grabbing her dress, bunching it at her waist as he leaned in. Capturing her lips in a bruising kiss. Their lips entangled in a heavy battle, fighting each other for dominance. Alexander's tounge entered her mouth, tasting the remnants of the chocolate moose they had for dessert.

"Absolutely divine!" Xander whispered in her ears.
Her senses all heightened due to the passion.
"Please!" Angel plead, breathless.
Alexander smiled at her.
"Patience my love," he kissed her cheeks.

He ripped the dress off of her body. Revealing her delicate frame. And a pair of lace panties. Her fair skin tone highlighted the blue and green veins that surrounded her breasts. The cold making her nipples stand erect.

Alexander grazed one of them with his thumbs. Electricity running through Angel's body, causing her to shiver. Alexander chuckled at her reaction. Taking one of the nipples in his mouth. Lick-ing, biting and prodding. While his hands gave their attention to the other.

After a while, Alexander licked a path down from the valley of her breasts to the navel. His hands tracing the sides. He skimmed over the waist band of the lace panties. He dragged them down with his teeth. Letting his lips graze over her bikini line.

Having tortured her enough, Alexander opened her legs. Sucking and licking the secrets that were within. Replacing his mouth with his fingers. To kiss his wife.

On feeling his wife near her orgasm, Alexander tore of his trousers. Running his member along the length. Teasing her.
"Xander please I don't think I can hold on for much longer!" Angelica whimpered.
Hearing her so desperate, Alexander smirked, pushing himself all at once. Moving in and out fastly, letting his love ride out her high. Even when she was done, he continued, allowing himself a sweet release and taking her to heights of passion, unimaginable.

M A T U R E C O N T E N T O V E R
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Alexander and Angelica lay in bed. Spent. Their room shrouded in a blanket of their love.
"Welcome home love," he gave her a lopsided grin.
Angelica smiled back at him.
"I love you Alexander!" She spoke, her heart full of love.
"I love you too my precious angel!" He smiled at her.

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AUTHORS NOTE

*sprinkles Holy Water*
Whew!!