Not Your Barbie Doll

Sophia woke up with a big smile on her tiny lips. How could I not? As soon as he turned his head to the left, he found Tristan sleeping in an uncomfortable position on the sofa. Sophia also knew that her husband must have been so upset with everything she had done last night.

From this second, Sophia swore all the heinous things she did to him, and she would pay for it immediately. Sophia was also determined to no longer want to be hurt, let alone be bullied like a helpless woman.

Inching down from the bed, Sophia immediately brought her feet to walk slowly toward the bathroom quickly. She spent 20 minutes bathing and cleaning herself.

Meanwhile, the heat of the sun that managed to sneak in from behind the curtains made Tristan couldn't help but wake up from his restless sleep. The man's brow furrowed deeply. Blinking repeatedly, Tristan tried to straighten himself up slowly.

Immediately, a feeling of aches mixed with dizziness attacked his head. Seconds later, Tristan closed for a moment while gently massaging his neck, which felt stiff due to an uncomfortable sleeping position. He's not doing well at the moment.

Damn woman!

Sometimes I get toyed with like this.

Watch out, Sophia. I will repay you for what you did.

Right after he finished his cursing, the bathroom door seemed to open. Sophia came out of there wearing a towel only to the chest, and her long hair looked half wet. The woman casually stepped towards the walk-in closet. Acted as if no one but him was there.

Tristan's eyes suddenly widened when from behind the glass screen, he could see how his wife had accidentally dropped her towel on the floor. Showing off the beauty of the woman's smooth body in its entirety and without the slightest covering.

Shit! At that very second, Tristan's eyes froze. His Adam's apple was visible up and down when he saw her wife's beautiful body, which was so dense, fit, proportioned, and asked to be touched. Of course, this sight managed to awaken the other side of Tristan.

Damn! Tristan cursed again in his heart. With all his might, he resisted the desire until, not long after, their two blue beads stared at each other for a few seconds. Finally, Tristan himself looked away. He decided to get up and took a big step towards the bathroom.

In her standing position, Sophia pulled the corners of her lips high into a happy smile. Satisfied again succeeded in making her husband unable to do anything.

"This is just the beginning, Tristan. Remember! This is just the beginning. I make sure your life will not be calm after this."

Even when the two of them were enjoying breakfast, Sophia could see how Tristan still held on to her annoyance. There is not the slightest bit of sweetness that the man usually pretends to show in front of other people. Uncle Raphael, who was also there, even rebuked his attitude.

"Tristan, are you all right? Or maybe something happened to you?" asked Uncle Raphael curiously as soon as he realized Tristan had been silent from the start. Of course, this was not the behavior the young man used to show.

"I'm fine, Uncle. Just not getting enough sleep," said Tristan disinterestedly. Still, he was telling the truth. Due to Sophia's actions last night, he could not sleep well. Raphael smiled.

After taking a sip of the chamomile tea in his cup, the man responded casually to Tristan's words. "If you're not feeling well, it's better to just rest at home. You'll be afraid that unwanted things will happen. Let Aurora handle your work."

"No," said Tristan flatly. It was not his habit to be absent from work for trivial reasons like this. "It's Okay, Uncle. I'm fine," he confirmed. "It's not time for me to take a day off right now, Uncle. Besides, there are a lot of deadlines to work on."

Convinced that Tristan was fine, Raphael's gaze now turned to Sophia, enjoying her breakfast quietly. Having heard from Aurora about the news about the incident that happened to Sophia, she felt a little concerned. Either way, Raphael realizes that Sophia is just a woman who doesn't know anything but gets dragged into the blaze of revenge between her husband and father.

"Sophia..." the man called warmly. "How are you? Uncle hopes that you are in much better condition than before. If there is a problem with Tristan, talk it over."

Sophia stopped eating. Before responding, the beautiful woman took a sip of water in her glass. Wiping his wet lips with a napkin to dry, then he answered politely.

"Thanks for your concern, Uncle. As Uncle can see now, I'm fine. There was Aurora who helped to take care of me yesterday." Sophia immediately glanced and then smiled at Aurora, sitting right in front of her. "Maybe, yesterday I just got carried away. But now I make sure I'm in good condition."

"Thank goodness," Raphael said with a sigh of relief. "Uncle hope that a fatal event like yesterday will not happen again. Uncle once again reminds the two of you, when involved in a dispute or problem, resolve it with a cool head so that there is no feud."

"Okay, Uncle," said Tristan and Sophia in unison.

As soon as he finished eating his breakfast, Tristan got up quickly. Grabbing his bag, the man was already getting ready to walk away. However, not to mention her long legs, Sophia was heard calling out. So gentle. Like a wife who loves her husband so much. "Honey," she called affectionately to Tristan. "You don't want to kiss me before you go to work?"

Immediately Tristan turned his head. The eyeballs filled with blue beads looked glaring with disapproval. While Sophia seemed to ignore it, she stepped forward. Erase the distance between the two. He thought, if Tristan doesn't want to kiss him, that's fine! Let him land a short kiss right on his husband's lips like now.

"Be careful on the road," Sophia whispered teasingly, then rolled her eyes. "Don't come home late. I'll wait for you when you get home."

Tristan can be heard squeaking in annoyance. Instead of cursing, the man struggled to smile. Then kissed Sophia's forehead back then left to go to the office immediately.

Tristan immediately started working when he arrived at his office in the Foxtail Corporation building. He prefers to drown himself in piles of files to quell his growing annoyance at Sophia. Tristan had thought that she would succumb to his pressure. He hadn't the slightest thought that Sophia, who previously looked so weak, suddenly had the guts to retaliate. The woman was now trying to keep up with the game Tristan had created.

"For God's sake, Sophia. Why are you so annoying!"

Busy with his thoughts, Tristan didn't even hear a knock on the door coming from the assistant. Mario decided to go straight into the room, then approached Tristan, who was still possessed by daydreams.

"Mister," Mario called, trying his best to wake up Arsenal, whose mind might still be wandering somewhere.

"What's the matter, Mario?" Tristan answered in a weak voice when he woke up from his daydream. "This is a work report that you must check again," said Mario, handing him the file he had brought.

Tristan just nodded. Receiving the thrust of the file from Mario, he immediately opened the binder of the map, then read it casually but very carefully. When he finished checking and signing, Tristan hurriedly returned the document to Mario.

"I have checked and signed everything. Make sure the project can go according to plan and agreement," Tristan asked with emphasis.

"Okay, Mister. I'll make sure everything works as it should. But by the way," Mario said suddenly and immediately caught Tristan's attention. "About the investigation into Beckley's company which suddenly got a high position in a mega smart city project, our people have managed to get information and evidence."

Tristan's eyebrows seemed to knit together. His facial expression immediately looked very enthusiastic. "You mean you guys have found evidence for their fraud?"

Mario immediately nodded, also confirming his boss's guess. "Yes, Mister. Beckley, a company owned by your parents-in-law, has indeed been proven to have committed acts of collusion and nepotism." Mario then took a piece of paper from the folder he was carrying and handed it to Tristan. "In the sheet, who was involved in this case, and how much was written. The total amount of money that Beckley spent to bribe one of the Emaar properties' individuals to enter the ranks of vendors participating in the mega project. As a new company, well, even though their existence is now very important, it would be strange to suddenly be selected and occupy the highest position in such a big project."

"Yes, you're right. Even Samsung had time to protest. But until this moment, their protests have not been heeded in the slightest by the developers."

While going back to reading the sheet Mario gave him, Tristan nodded and then smiled with satisfaction. His assistant had never failed when given an order to complete any task.

"I was right. Happy to hear today's news, Mario. There are still a few steps left to realize what I have planned. Now, please bring this information immediately to the media for dissemination. Remember! Don't let anyone know that our side spread these rumors. And when this news broke, I was 100% sure that Beckley's stock would plummet. On that occasion, I will buy all their shares."

"But when you buy the shares, Mr. Alfonso may suspect you are behind all this," Mario said doubtfully. He was only worried about the position of his boss.

"Relax," said Tristan nonchalantly. "I can handle all of this. You do what I've told you." Mario nodded his head, indicating that he understood what Tristan was saying.

"Okay, Mister. I will do everything well and neatly. However, regarding another investigation you requested last week, the results will come out sooner in the next two or three days. I'm so grateful they were able to fix it quickly."

Tristan, who was previously in a relaxed position, immediately straightened up. Not to mention the loss of pleasure from the first news he received, now Mario gave him another no less pleasant surprise.

"I'm looking forward to the report. This one, Mario. Hopefully, everything will be revealed soon. And one more thing..." Tristan seemed to pause his sentence for a moment deliberately. Taking a deep breath, he spoke under the condition of being very careful. "Please also investigate anything that has to do with Uncle Raphael. Report immediately when you get what I asked for."

Mario didn't argue or ask in the slightest. Answered with a definite nod as if Tristan's orders were non-negotiable. "I'll do everything as ordered, Mister. After the results come out, I will report to you immediately."

After finishing giving the report and receiving orders, Mario left the room. Leaving Tristan still smiling in his seat.

***

Since Sophia dared to put up a fight, Tristan tried his best to avoid her. After coming home from work, he even chose to go to the workspace first.

Spending time there until late at night to return to his room, Sophia was already asleep. He could have slept in another room. But, because he didn't want to cause conversation with the workers who did live in his house, he couldn't help but have to stay asleep in his room.

However, the attempt seemed to have failed miserably. At exactly midnight, he decided to enter the room. Sophia sleeps. Tristan even sees how his wife, in a sleeping kimono, looks relaxed sitting in front of the mirror while looking at her. Apply a skincare routine to her face.

Trying to ignore it, Tristan chose to go straight to the bathroom. As soon as he came out, he could see that Sophia was no longer in front of the dressing table. His mind was a little relieved at that time. But, as soon as he turned to the bed, Tristan immediately swallowed his saliva roughly. There was the wife there lying down using only sheer black lingerie.

Furious, Tristan stepped closer. Once on the side of the bed, the man immediately pulled the blanket, trying to cover his wife's body.

"Have you gone mad?"

Sophia smiled casually. Straightening her body, she responded to her husband's expression of protest.

"Who do you mean crazy? Me?" she asked, pointing to his face. It wasn't long before Sophia smiled and then continued speaking again. "Why? Are you bothered by my appearance like this?"

Tristan clucked, filled with irritation. The man grabbed Sophia's chin and gripped it hard. Gazing straight at his wife's two blue beads.

"Don't play with me, Sophia. Don't ever invite me to be rude to you. I could do anything you probably never imagined before."

Sophia smiled sinisterly. Instead of trying to break free, she was deliberately teasing him. Tucked her two hands right into the plain shirt Tristan was wearing. With a gentle motion, the woman rubbed her stomach and climbed onto her husband's chest while trying to speak.

"Are you afraid of being tempted by me, Tristan Quartararo? Just admit that you are indeed attracted to my beautiful body."

"You----" "Oh, come on, honey." Sophia immediately cut in a while, staring deeply at her husband's face. "Didn't I marry you on purpose so you can use it however you want? If you're really interested, why should you hold back?"

Tristan's jaw tightened. He seemed no longer interested in answering. With a darkened expression, he pushed Sophia's body onto the bed. He thought that if the woman deliberately challenged him, he would grant the request. Tristan pressed his body together without hesitation and landed a deep and demanding kiss. While his hands were exploring, he even managed to take off the lingerie that Sophia was wearing.

If Sophia had tried to rebel the night before, she would never have done it tonight. She retaliated as best she could, trying to keep up with what Tristan had done to him. In one move, Sophia pulled Tristan's body and managed to make his husband's position move under him.

Stripping off one by one the clothes attached to the husband. Then, they slowly and soulfully began to pull themselves together without hesitation. Between the body movements she created, Sophia smiled in satisfaction.

Witnessing how Tristan's face turned red from being absorbed in the game, he was leading. The man's breath was even more hoarse from the movement Sophia continued to give. Or maybe she has succeeded in bringing her husband's spirit to fly freely without limits.

Until more and more, Sophia moved faster on top of her husband's body. Gives a comfortable effect until the occasional faint moan escapes from Tristan's lips. At one point, Sophia was sure that Tristan was almost at his peak. So, as quickly as he released their body links.

Tristan was immediately stunned. Amidst the mixed feelings, his face was filled with disappointment and annoyance. While Sophia only smiled faintly as she whispered.

"You think I'll let you feel that satisfaction? Don't dream, my husband." This time the woman's expression was mocking. Inching down to pick up and put on her sleeping kimono, Sophia spoke again. "Please use your hands to quench the thing that's already visibly enlarged. Or... just soak it in cold water so you don't feel dizzy."

"Sophia Adelaide, how dare you!" cried Tristan furiously.

Meanwhile, Sophia seemed innocent and left Tristan just like that on the sofa. Laying her body there with a happy feeling because she was very happy to teach his husband a lesson again tonight.