Alex The Heir

Jealous

Arriving at the boutique, the two got out of the car and got inside, walking side by side making all the gazing eyes amazed. Layla looks down, follows where Alex takes her. Some employees came to welcome their arrival and were treated very well and were also friendly. 

"What is this needed? Choose any dress." Layla who doesn't want to spend a lot of time. 

"Where is it, you have to choose one that suits your body as well." Deny Alex. 

Layla approached Alex, whispering. "Remember! We only marry because of circumstances." 

"And remember also if my future son is now residing in your womb." Reply Alex who also whispered. 

Inevitably Layla agreed to the initial agreement and forgot her ego, to be honest if the wedding that was held soon was very tight chest. Posing in a large mirror while spinning saw her perfect self wearing the first dress. "Wow, I'm like the princess in the cartoon." It was the cackling. 

He came out of the dressing room and cleared his throat to grab Alex's attention, who was focused on a flat screen in his hand. "This is all, I've made a choice. It fits in my body!" she said while posing a model style, a sexy white dress on top of which is slightly open in addition to the back that is also open. 

Alex turned his head and was silent for a moment, hissing as he closed his eyes for a split second. "It was very open. Replace it!" 

"Open just a little does not matter, this is the fashion of today and become a trend." 

Alex stared intently at the boutique manager and snapped a finger to get closer to him. 

"Yes, sir." The manager replied, bowing his body a little as an homage.

"Why are you showing me that half-finished dress? His back and front were very open, what if he bent over?" alex said a little set up, do not like if Layla later exposed to the views of the men who were guests. 

"But that's his latest style, sir, being loved by many artists and also top models."

"It's so bad." Said Alex slowly, while Layla's face was already looking sour. 

"You're the one who's out of date."

"Huss shut up, you won't understand!" the five raised fingers became a signal not to comment anything on the order as well as Alex's decision. 

Layla was forced to change her second wedding dress which also looked sexy and again Alex refused for the same reason. She was tired of changing her fifth dress, and had decided that she was wearing it. 

Layla looked at herself in front of the large mirror outside, spinning around to see the appearance of the dress Alex had chosen for her. 

"It's like a grieving person, nothing stands out." Layla's listless-looking comments disliked Alex's choice. 

"But you look beautiful in a covered dress." Alex smiled with satisfaction at Layla's dress, thinking that as a man no other man could enjoy, there was a sense of disrespect if the fiancee wore revealing clothes. 

After getting out of the boutique, Layla was just a manyun along the way. Both hands were folded in front of his chest and focused straight ahead without any intention of chatting with the handsome man next to him who was focused on driving. 

"You don't know what men think when they see sexy women." 

"Ck, that's still normal. Another story if I just wear a bikini and it's just that you can scold and set it up." 

Alex pulls the car over and stares at Layla, the stubborn woman next to him, always arguing.

I don't know what Alex thought that kissed the lips ranum in front of him, sip and his tongue began to guerrilla into the oral cavity by serving a row of neatly arranged white teeth. 

Layla slaps Alex in the cheek after releasing the kiss, she is very angry and also does not understand what happened to the man whose status has become her fiance. "You're the jerk I've met! How dare you kiss me without my permission." His face with a sharp look full of anger. 

Alex held a sore cheek, smiling satisfied to kiss her fiance's lips. "I don't need to ask anyone's permission, you're going to be my wife. Stop being childish and follow all my words." 

"Wedding is just a matter of circumstance, don't think of yourself as my husband. We're engaged, but that doesn't mean we're married!" 

"The wedding has been arranged." Alex smiled mockingly. 

"It's not set to mean getting married, I still won't marry you Alex Anderson!" press Layla to threaten. 

"You don't know me completely." Reply Alex who felt challenged. 

"We'll see who wins, you or me." 

"okay." 

The sound of Layla's cell phone notification instantly distracts and forgets their debate. Seeing the message on the flat object while opening it, there are several messages from Roy, the former lover. 

Alex's mood warmed up again, he secretly glanced at the woman next to him in reply. The fire that had been muffled now rose again, Layla who continued to grin and smile it made her impatient and snatch the phone. And sure enough, when reading the message and the name of the sender who is no other rival. 

"Give me my phone!" Layla raised her hand as she moved her finger, staring intently at Alex who bravely snatched the phone from her hand. 

"You can't relate to him!" 

"No need to set me up." 

"Whatever." Alex kept the phone out of Layla's reach, who kept trying to reach the flat object. 

Layla who continues to reach until accidentally the lips of the two meet and more embarrassed him accidentally touched an heirloom object. Alex also fell silent along with the activity that stopped for a moment, the two looked at each other losing face. 

Alex pushes Layla's body while swallowing her saliva with difficulty, restoring an awkward situation that is very embarrassing for both of them. 

"I want my phone!" chirps Layla. 

"Take it." Alex throws a cell phone while running his car, trying to forget the incident. 

Layla also felt awkward, but her frustration level again overflowed when she saw the select object and it turns out that Alex had deleted also blocked Roy's mobile number.

"I'm throwing this at Grandpa." Inner Layla who glanced at Alex was annoyed. 

Alex drives a car and drives Layla to Anderson's Mansion because she doesn't want Roy to try to get close or contact her fiance who will be his wife. Make sure everything and cut off contact with the man who became her fiance's ex-lover. 

"Ck, that guy won't be able to contact Layla anymore." Alex smiled with satisfaction as he drove to the headquarters to meet the grandfather with Rudra.