Six months ago.
There was nothing better in the morning for Charlene than to wake up to see Max’s head between her thighs.
The day marked their first wedding anniversary—twelve months of peaceful and happy marriage. Not as flawless as it seems, but they survived it together. People said it’s the hardest, but for them, it was challenging.
There were struggles especially living together under one roof. Lucky for Charlene, Max wasn’t the typical man in the house who’s messy and untidy. She was even more amazed that Max knew how to fold his clothes.
They were currently staying at the beach house Davidson’s family-owned. Damien gave them the keys so they could spend their long weekend for her and Max’s celebration.
Their married life was healthy. Mentally and even sexually. Max treated
