Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

She's my wife

Jef sees Mercia and King returning from the balcony of his room. Some time ago he got a message from Winter if Mercia was with her Uncle. So Jef waited for him to come back, making sure it was right. After seeing that, he went back in.

"Ah, finally home too huh? I want to sleep. Abis is full." Oceh the girl walked into the mansion. Both are side by side.

King smiled. "Don't forget tomorrow night."

"So, I can't forget." Mercia is so excited. "Btw, Aunty knows we're not coming home together?" Whisper later.

King looked at it. "I've told you before."

Mercia nodded. "Thank you Om once again. I really don't know if Winter has a fiancee. If you know how to date."

"Either. Next time be more careful. It is different here than in Indonesia."

"Om real. Anyway thanks a lot."

"It doesn't take much, tar I can't fit." Canda King's.

Mercia laughed too. "Si Om is humorous as well?"

King smiled too. And without feeling they have arrived in front of their respective rooms. Mercia faced towards King, then smiled. "Good night, Om. Have a good dream."

King nodded. Then Mercia went into her room first. After making sure the girl actually entered, King went into his room.

Not long after, King's room door knocked.

"Lake in." He said as he opened his jacket.

The door opened, and Jef entered.

King looked at his voice in wonder. "What's wrong?" Because Jef doesn't usually meet him like this.

Jef sat on the sofa, with his eyes fixed on his Uncle. The king who felt intimidated even frowned. "Why look at me like that huh?"

Jeff folded his hands on his chest. "So you like it? Since when?"

King smiled wryly. "You're jealous I'm coming home with her? Ah, we even ate together earlier." The provocation.

Jef grunting. "I don't care."

"Then what's your purpose for coming here if it's not for that?" King asked, sitting on the sofa, facing his nephew. The two of them threw fierce glances at each other.

Jef breathed a heavy sigh. "You'd better give up."

King smiled. "Rush up? In what way?"

Jef put on his flat face. "You guys don't fit in at all. He's better suited to be your son."

King laughed blandly at the tearing of his nephew. "Then you're gonna say he just suits you?"

Jef speechless.

"Don't forget, Jef. You were also born to a couple with a distant age." Imbuh King slightly reminded if the age of Queen and Sean is also quite far away.

Jef leaned his body. "So you really like him huh?"

King breathed a heavy sigh. "I can't compete with my niece. I'll budge if you really want to."

Jef smiled obliquely. "And being single your whole life, huh? No need to lie to yourself, Uncle." Olekna.

"I think those words are more suitable for you. You're too expensive to sell, Jef. Admit it to him, if you want it. Your pride will not fall just because of those words. You'll regret it." King crossed his legs. "Before I advance first. You better be aware of your feelings. If I've advanced, then there's no word backwards."

Jef grunting. "I'm not interested at all."

"really?" King smiled with satisfaction. "So you let me go first huh? I hope you're not sorry, Jef."

Jef did not answer. Seeing the doubt in his nephew's eyes, King laughed discordantly. "Even you doubt your own feelings. Again, I say, don't let you regret it, Jef. I'll give you one chance. So don't waste it. Go away if there's nothing else important you want to discuss with me."

Jef got up, and passed away. After Jef left, King laughed again. "Basar rancid boy."

****

The clock shows seven o'clock at night when Mercia is done getting ready. The beautiful girl uses a satin evening dress with a hemisphere model of sabrina and thighs are quite high as well. And that dress was King's gift of course.

Mercia was also nodding her hair, as if deliberately wanting to reveal her level neck and smooth back. Her makeup is also a little glamorous with red blushing lipstick. Ten-centimeter heels perfect the girl's appearance tonight. After being satisfied with his current appearance. Mercia grabbed her little bag and rushed out as King must have been waiting for her.

Sure enough, the man had been waiting for him since. Sitting on the hood of his luxurious car full of charisma. King looks handsome with a black tuxedo. His black hair was neatly combed, completely reflecting a noble. And at this moment the King was not yet aware of Mercia's presence. Sometimes he sees a watch in his hand.

Mercia who saw that smiled. "Of." Call her. King turned his head, immediately he gasped at the appearance of the girl.

Mercia cleared her throat, spontaneously King was aware. "Why, Om? I'm pretty, right?" The girl chuckled cutely because of King's expression.

"Yes, you are beautiful." King replied without hesitation.

Mercia smiled shyly. "Thank you, Om."

"Either. You can leave, right?" King asked with a glance that could not be separated from the girl.

Mercia also nodded. "Yuk."

King opened the car door for his little girl. Without waiting for Mercia to enter. And sit pretty there.

King sighed, after which he rushed in. Before driving his car, King still had a glance to the side before driving his car.

Mercia moved, tilting her body. "Om, I'm kind of nervous. This is the first time I've been to a formal event. My appearance fits right? I don't want to embarrass Om." Ocehnya with a tense face.

King smiled when he saw Mercia's cute face. "Take this exercise. In the future you will often do this. Being the CEO's wife has to get used to being a party."

King smiled, then muttered. "It seems I have a lot of patience, it turns out you're an insensitive girl huh?"

"Huh? What was that talking about?" Mercia asked because she did not hear King's words clearly.

"It's nothing. I'm just saying that you're really pretty tonight." Reply King. Mercia immediately blushed to hear the compliment.

"It's really pretty, right? Not shy?" Ask ensures.

"Yes, I lied too."

Mercia breathed a sigh of relief. King who saw that could only smile.

Arriving at the party. The king immediately brought Mercia in. "Hold it tight." His request while hooking Mercia's hand on his arm. Then they entered the hall which was decorated in such a way. And of course their presence is the center of everyone's attention. How not, the two seem harmonious and look like a real couple.

"Cock-degan huh, Om?" Mercia took a deep breath as everyone looked towards her.

King looked. "Kayak want to be halalin aja pake deg-degan all."

"I told you this is the first time I've come to a kayak gini event. Where all eyes are on us again. Nervous to know." Mercia's lips cut.

"No need to be nervous, later will also get used to it. Ignore their eyes." The Whisper King in Mercia's ear. Mercia nodded slowly. Then try to keep smiling.

King was warmly welcomed by his co-workers. They seem to enjoy discussing business issues. While Mercia can only be on the side of the man full of charisma.

"Ah, then who is this girl, Mr. Michaelson?" Asked one of King's co-workers who had been curious about Mercia ever since.

King glanced at Mercia at a glance. "She's my wife."

The deg!

Mercia looked at King in shock.

How the hell is that talking again? Do I have to act again, right? The girl looked confused. However, he tried as calmly as possible and smiled kindly.

"Well, so the gossip is true? You have a wife?"

King just smiled.

"I think you're still on your own, I'm intending to match you up with my youngest daughter." Said another colleague.

"It seems you're late, sir. He is my husband now. What if we just match your daughter with my sister, but my sister is still eight." Mercia chuckles funny. The nobles laughed too.

"Ah, I didn't expect Madame Michaelson to be cool enough to chat. You guys are a good couple. You are also very beautiful, Madam. Your husband should close himself to another woman. There was an angel by his side. "

"Ah, thank you for the compliment." Mercia smiled proudly. Then they also engaged in small talk interspersed with small jokes. King really has nothing to lose taking Mercia, because the girl managed to melt the atmosphere tonight.

Then a waiter came with a tray containing several glasses of alcoholic beverages. The nobles took one man one. Including King of course.

Mercia was about to take it, but the King immediately held her back. The King brought his lips closer to Mercia's ears, then whispered. "You better not take it. You don't usually drink. I'll get you some juice."

"Why? I can drink." Mercia's law doesn't accept.

"You don't drink normally."

Mercia smiled, then unexpectedly took one glass. King was shocked.

"Don't be rash." Whisper King again.

"I want to try it, Om. When else can I drink kayak ginian?" Whisper with a seductive smile.

King breathed a heavy sigh.

"Return!" The girl cried raising her glass into the air and was greeted by the others. King couldn't do anything and made a toast. Then sip the glass, a little.

Mercia slightly frowned as the drink felt hot as it passed its perch. However, the next second the sour, sweet and bitter taste mixed into one. "Ah, good as well." He murmured and sipped the drink again until it ran out.

For the first time, Mercia was drunk. "Ohoa... I want more." His face with his head started to grow. His eyes blinked a few times. And he feels like he's floating now.

King held it because the girl was staggering.

"That's enough." King snatched the glass from Mercia's hand.

"I want more." His whimper as he swung spoiled in King's chest.

King who realized the situation was not safe immediately took him out of the party. Memapah Mercia who continues to whine is unclear. "We're home."

Mercia held back her steps. King also stopped. The girl brushed off the hand of King who was still clutching his shoulder. Then stand in front of him.

"I don't want to go home." Mercia chuckled, then looked up. His face looks red with my eyes. He took King carefully. Then the two little hands of the girl suddenly moved and cupped King's face. "A really good-looking guy?"

King was silent as he continued to pay attention to the girl's blushing cheeks.

Unexpectedly, Mercia on her tiptoes and instantly kissed the man's lips abruptly. Spontaneous King's body was pushed back and subconsciously grabbed Mercia's slender waist. There is no longer any distance between them. Instantly, King's body stiffened.

Mercia who has been dominated by alcohol is even more crazy. Both hands he put on King's neck. Then deepened his kiss.

However, the next minute King regained his senses and immediately pushed the girl away. The man's face heated up because of Mercia's actions. "Sweet, taste premen." The girl was without sin.

King heard it. "That's enough. Let's go home."

Mercia shook her head strongly. "You again." He was about to grab King's lips again. But King immediately avoided. Then with one move King carried him. Not to be surprised, the girl laughed happily. "Mama, look. I'm carrying the prince." The girl screamed as she put her hands around King's neck. Then he dipped his face and fell asleep.

King breathed a heavy sigh. It seemed like he was a little sorry for letting Mercia drink earlier. However, the next second he smiled meaningfully.