Ajax unlocked the door to his lavish residence, the room was dark, the only light being that of some yellow decorations. A thin woman melted into his arms and nestled nicely. Her eyes burning with sensuality, her hands wrapped around his neck. She was kissing his neck, when she finally noticed the gaze of two maids. She moved her lips away from his skin, but her seductive smile remained despite the maids' looks of astonishment and palpable surprise.
"Sir, Nestor?" One of the maids, Anne, eventually stammered, her surprise evident. All the family thought Nestor was still grieving. Anne didn't even know what she should tell to أنت if she saw such a scene. "This woman, do you need—"
"That won't be necessary, Anne," Nestor interrupted, his voice commanding and indifferent. "She is my new wife. She will sleep in my room." Noticing the surprised look of the maids, a proud smile appeared on his lips. "And send someone to get her bags from the car."
"But what about your daughter? Does she know?" The other maid's voice trembled with concern, aware of the potential turmoil. Nestor frowned at the mention of his daughter. Even though he didn't want to see أنت, he knew he needed to make it clear that she should respect her new stepmother. "Call her. I will introduce my wife to her and make sure she understands her new place in the household."
