Ceo Galak That's My Husband Candidate

62. Debates

The flower stood out from the bath, his hand moved to reach for a small towel to wrap his long, wet hair and then wore a large towel covering part of his body. After she finished coming out of the bathroom, her legs were immediately fixated right in front of the door to see how shocked she was when she saw Davien standing right in front of the door. As if he was waiting for himself to come out.

His red eyes stared fixedly sharp, filled with all sorts of questions that had been spinning in his head since this morning. Not to mention the jealousy of seeing her along with Marvel, adding to the row of resentments aimed at the woman. Plus a flash of pent-up anger when Davien cynically threw his gaze in another direction.

"Good Davien!! You surprise me!" The flower tried to regulate its breathing which hunted in surprise. After realizing that he was only wearing a towel, he quickly crossed his hands right on his chest. It was as if giving a shield against him just as the man began to stare at him again with a different look than before.

Davien's vision moved downhill, looking every inch from his body to his legs. His sharp eyes originally looked cynical now turned soft, looking at the water droplets down the surface of his white skin.

But somehow the Flower felt uncomfortable with that view. For him Davien at a glance is like a kitten who needs a caress of affection, but when looking at his body which is only covered with a towel on the chest down until the middle of the thigh his face changed, his look changed, like a lion scanning its prey, just waiting for the right time to pounce.

The nervous looking flower did not dare to return his gaze. The atmosphere in the room was still silent, there was no conversation between them yet. Flowers can hear the sound of his heartbeat echoing in the ear cavity, very tight.

Seeing Davien's attitude a little strange, his face and both eyes reddened and irregular breathing accompanied by his messy appearance made him think he should be vigilant. But there are times when Davien looks like a man who just lost his wife so no one takes care of him.

Slowly the Flower stepped back as its eyes caught a small movement from down there. Davien moved his legs slowly, walking closer to him.

His heartbeat worked faster than ever, his gaze growing more alert seeing Davien still moving forward. Along with Davien who was getting closer, Bunga turned his face away from the look of his eyes accompanied by regular footwork stepping back.

The deg! deg! deg! Unfortunately Flower felt like his chest was about to explode, hot rustling suddenly put it even tighter when his body was riveted was no longer able to move because of the door behind him.

Davien drew closer to his reddened cheeks heating up due to the influence of alcohol.

Judging from his body that could not stand straight as usual, as well as the smell of alcohol that was really very piercing into his nose, Flowers could confirm that the man who was now standing right in front of him was heavily drunk. "You, Davin are you drunk?" said nervous. The direction of his gaze was erratic because the Flower did not dare to look into his eyes.

The man continued to stare without even turning him to the others making the Flower feel even more depressed. "Why? while I was struggling to get you and convince you, you dumped me, planning to give me to another woman! You think I'm stuff??" his voice was raucous, Davien spoke in a low tone and had little difficulty speaking due to hiccups.

"Davien? Cleanse your body. I'll prepare a drink to neutralize the alcohol."

Her lips were silent, Flowers could only silently hear her words. He knew that what Davien was talking about was Marvel.

Davien placed one hand on the door as a pedestal while supporting his slightly bent body, locking the Flower away from him.

Flowers looked down because the position of Davien's face was too close, what else now he deliberately brought his head closer to make Flowers increasingly unable to move freely to avoid the gaze of his eyes. "Why? Why did you do that to me?" his tone began to weaken at the end of the sentence.

Bunga believes that Davien is getting upset to see himself with Marvel. Several times trying to control his heart rate to return to normal, but the existing is even more pounding.

Their faces were no longer spaced apart, so close that the tip of their noses stuck together. Flowers can smell the alcohol coming out of his mouth. "Davien you're drunk! You better take a shower I'll get you dressed" his attempts to distract didn't work, the man wasn't affected at all.

"You haven't even answered my question, Bunga! Answer it! Why did you do this to me.. Did you do it on purpose?" the intonation of his voice was uncontrollable, of course it was because he was heavily drunk. "Do you want to play me on purpose! If that's what you want to do. You succeeded Bunga! You did it!" his sight began to blur, erratically. Finally Davien chose to close his eyes enjoying the pain in the head like being stabbed with a knife.

"No Davien, I didn't mean it that way. I'm just–," he's interrupted because Davien cut the conversation.

"What only?" Davien opened his eyes again, his two eyes increasingly looked red. "Just want to make sure I mean this relationship? Or do you want to be more convincing that I'm not messing around?" Davien pulled his hand straightened up while stepping backwards away. "If that's your goal, it looks like I've already got the answer Flowers! Or aren't you sure that I really like you?" his hands moved unbuttoning his shirts one by one, not knowing what he was going to do but Bunga began to be a little afraid of his attitude.

"Davien! I was hesitant, but now I'm sure I can't be–," he said, but this time because Bunga saw Davien had managed to open his shirt.

The dumbfounded flower could freely see her exposed body right before her eyes. "Davien, you have to go take a shower, I'll prepare a hot drink for you."

Davien seemed to ignore his words, no matter what the woman said. All he did was step closer.

Quickly with both hands clasping the face of Flower silencing the woman with a kiss, Davien did it violently. Playing his lips shrewdly even when under the influence of alcohol, his instincts as a man did not diminish at all.

In fact, Davien's body was easy to react quickly, right when his lips came into contact with the lips of the Flower.