Saving the Villain

Months later...

"Mhm." Cosette moaned, grinning against Maxen's lips. She loosened her grip around his arms, drawing her head back. "Max, it's my first day of work. I can't be late, you know?"

Maxen pulled her waist closer. "What's the rush? There are still two hours. It'll be quick," he teased, brushing the tip of his nose against hers.

"Max..." Cosette chuckled and then slapped his chest when she felt his hand squeeze his bottom. "Stop it. I want to leave a good first impression -- you know how much I worked hard for me to get in, right?"

'Even if you didn't work hard, you're already overqualified,' was what came to his mind, but kept it to himself. After all, Cosette did work hard to get into the high school she wanted to teach.

"Is this how you feel every morning whenever I go to work?" he frowned. "I feel like crying."

"Hahaha!" Cosette laughed out loud, slapping his chest once again. "Gosh. You are so dramatic. Let me go so I can finish your lunch box."

Maxen reluctantly let her go, watching her go back to where he pulled her from. Maxen leaned against the kitchen counter while she worked in the kitchen to prepare him a lunchbox. The smile on his face while watching his beautiful wife prepare him food was soft, with eyes full of nothing but admiration.

Be it then or now, Cosette never failed to make his lunch box, and he never failed to go home with it empty.

"Aren't you tired, Cosette?" he asked out of pure curiosity.

"About?" she replied while chopping the onions for his breakfast.

"Making lunch boxes." Maxen smacked his lips. "You've been making my lunchbox since high school and even during college. I thought you'd stop, but you still wake up early in the morning to make them. That is why I moved my schedule because I don't want you to wake up that early."

Cosette paused, looking back at him with a smile. "Why would you think I'd stop? Would you stop eating after getting your degree?"

"Make sense." He laughed, making her shake her head while going back to the stove. "Do you need my help?"

"That would be unnecessary, but I'd appreciate it if you don't touch anything in the house."

"Why is that?"

Cosette grinned while sauteing the food. "What do you mean, 'why?' Isn't it obvious? I want us to slowly clean things up together. You can pay anyone to arrange our things, but what's the fun in that?"

Maxen shifted his attention to the things loitering around the dining. They just moved to their matrimonial home. It was just a simple two-story villa. Cosette didn't want a big house because she said having a big house meant they would have a hard time looking for each other.

"Will we even have time, though?" he asked, setting his eyes back to her vantage point. "It's been a week since we moved into this place, but aside from the table and bed, most of our things are still in the boxes."

"Of course, we will have time." Cosette cast him an accusatory look. "IF you stop seducing me! All we did is have lots of lovemaking."

"Don't tell me you're getting sick of it?" Maxen cocked his head to the side. "We're still on page 69 in the books of Kamasutra."

"Maxen Cloven." this time, Cosette glared at him. "Please behave yourself."

Maxen laughed, raising his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. I won't tease you anymore." He feigned innocence under her gaze.

"Gosh. You are such a pervert," she grumbled, continuing what she was doing.

Meanwhile, Maxen just chuckled and held back any mischievous remarks. Knowing how stubborn she was, Maxen simply watched her prepare their breakfast and his lunchbox.

After some time, Cosette finished preparing their breakfast and they dined together. Both of them ate heartily, enjoying each other's company and the love and effort she put into her cooking.

"By the way, I heard that there will be a bidding on land in the Wisen District." Cosette broached in the middle of their meal. "Are you participating?"

"I'm interested."

"Oh..."

"Why are you asking?"

"Well, just interested." She shrugged. "I mean, I bought some land in the area a few years back using my savings. So, I want to know if what I heard is true."

Maxen furrowed his brows, watching her continue to eat. "You bought lands in the Wisen District a few years back?"

"Mhm."

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why did you buy lands in the area? I mean, Wisen district is a struggling place. I find it strange that you'd find interest in buying lands there."

Cosette looked back at him, chewing her food slowly. 'Right,' she thought. 'That does sound weird, but in my first life, the redevelopment of the area made many people instant multi-millionaires.'

"Well... because I'm Cosette Blac?" Cosette lied, shrugging indifferently to not give any hint. "Even though I didn't plan to inherit the family business, I'm still interested in the business economy. From a geographical point, Wisen District is surrounded by progressive cities. So there was a high chance that this place would be redeveloped..."

Cosette went on and on, putting more logic and business point to justify her 'reason' for buying some lands in the area. Not that Cosette was lying. In her first life, Cosette was the one who won the bidding in the said land.

"Wow... my wife is really amazing." Maxen leaned forward, cupping his face, admiring the beauty across from him. "People might think you're a businesswoman instead of a high school teacher."

"Hey, I was a businesswoman. If I didn't transfer schools, I will be one of the most successful businesswomen in the country." Cosette humored confidently, which wasn't entirely a lie. "Go eat up."

"I will drop you off."

"Nope."

Maxen frowned. "Why? It's my wife's first day of work. I should at least drop you off."

"Hehe." Cosette giggled, grinning until her eyes were squinting. "I need you to miss me."

"Unfair."

"I want to leave a good impression on my superior and colleague. If they see you, I'm pretty sure you'd take the spotlight away from me."

"That's not true." Maxen cocked his head to the side, blinking almost innocently.

"Gosh." Cosette just rolled her eyes, not knowing Maxen was being serious.

Most of Maxen's business partners and even those subordinates close to him only tell him one thing when he got married: what a lucky man! Cosette was just that beautiful, and he was certain she would surprise her colleagues.

With that, the two of them ate their breakfast peacefully.