Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

At the hotel, Mia burst into the room, waving her phone excitedly at her husband. "Sweetheart, you gotta see this! There's an actual video. The mole on this shoulder matches the one I saw today, and look at this hand, the calluses at the base of the thumb."

Andre narrowed his eyes, suddenly realizing something. "Mia, isn't The Silent Ring supposed to be a no-electronics zone? How'd you manage to get this video?"

Mia, ever the resourceful one, playfully stuck out her tongue. "Well, if I spill the beans, are you gonna tell your boss?"

Andre took a deep breath, trying to keep a straight face. "Promise, I won't say a word."

"Okay, it was Molly. You know Chad's a cop, right? Molly's always got these clever tricks up her sleeve. She snuck it in, and then Leo recorded it on the sly."

Andre chuckled, his tone gentle as he coaxed her, "How did Molly pull that off?"

Mia walked right into it, "She hid it in her shirt."

Andre's eyes drifted to Mia's chest, and she quickly noticed, giving him a playful smack. "Hey, eyes up here."

Andre grinned, "I don't need to look to know."

Mia giggled and threw herself into his arms, clinging to him. "You're my everything, the love of my life."

Andre wrapped his arms around her, his annoyance gone. "Mia, it's always when you're being mischievous that you get all sweet-talking."

"Who says I don't sweet-talk you all the time? See for yourself." Mia pouted, looking for a kiss.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft kiss. "I love you," Andre murmured, his voice a husky whisper in her ear.

Mia giggled again, snuggling closer. "I love you too."

Just when things were getting cozy, Mia suddenly asked, "Hey, do canker sores spread?"

The room filled with laughter again, "Ah! You spanked me again!"

Later that night, young Henry wandered into his parents' room. On the couch, Mia was curled up with a doll, chatting away on her phone. "Did you get in trouble?"

"I did. Patrick's making it up to me by buying me a bag tomorrow. How about you?"

"Got scolded, too. My husband's taking me to The Feast Corner for some good food to cheer me up."

Aimee texted back, "Just drop my name, and it's on the house."

Mia couldn't resist asking, "Is this another one of your ventures?"

Aimee replied, "Believe it or not, it's my husband's place. The Feast Corner, it's a play on 'Delight Corner', one of a kind, no branches."noveldrama

Meanwhile, somewhere dimly lit, under the flicker of candlelight, a man sat brooding beneath a giant spider. "Kon, the hit on the Hernandez family failed again. A woman took him out."

He opened his eyes, anger simmering, "Who is she?"

After two failures, first Greg, then Vulture, he couldn't just sit back anymore.

...

After a few days abroad, Mia and her

son were still snoozing in the morning, while Andre handled- business in the study. By noon, when they finally woke up, he whisked them away for some fun. swnovel

Hansen wasn't much for sightseeing or stories, he was more about having someone to chat with as he got older. Now and then, he'd visit the Hernandez family, chatting with Seth about the good old days. swnovel

Taking Henry out, Mia was in constant mom-mode, "Where are your shoes, buddy?" "Henry, where'd you fling them this time?" "Keep losing those shoes, and you'll be going barefoot."

Eventually Henry ended up strapped in his stroller, with Dad pushing him along, ignoring his fake cries. Andre, the cool dad, steered the stroller with one hand, the other holding his son's ever-vanishing sandals. swnovel