HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)
Romantic
I continued all my unfinished work, a few minutes after my husband left there was a client who came asking for some new wedding dress designs.
The beautiful woman with jet-black hair came with her personal assistant, a girl I thought was young, about my age.
"What kind of design do you want?" I asked the woman who claimed to be named Gladis.
"This one, but I want to be in the waist and tail of the dress" she said, pointing to one of the pictures I arranged before her.
"It could be, it's easy." I nodded in agreement.
"How long does it take to finish this?"
"Top two weeks at the latest."
"What about next week? I'll pay anything as long as this dress is ready for my wedding day."
"Next week? it seems so sudden, miss. Urgent time usually makes the workmanship less than optimal."
"Actually, I had already ordered a dress at another boutique, apparently the result was far from what I expected. So I decided to come here, I really believe you, Miss Sabrina. Please," he said with a face-pink.
"Well, wait here for a second, I'll talk about this to my production team."
I left two women in my room to meet Riani in the basement, having a brief discussion with some friends before making a decision on the client.
All the teams from all parts of the production agreed, the dress could be completed within a week but by adding longer working hours. They didn't mind, so I went back to the room to confirm the bride-to-be's offer.
After everything was settled with the agreement, the two women left the boutique. And I immediately remodeled the design of the dress of his choice as soon as possible so that it can be sewn and finished on time.
The condition of my heart that is happy and my mood is very good, making this mind and hand very good at working together to pour brilliant ideas that have not been written on paper.
I read the wall clock on the sofa, the time almost shows three o'clock. It means my husband will be coming to pick me up soon.
After completing the results of the drawing as expected, I handed it to Riani. All teams agreed to work overtime starting tonight, because the dress worked this time is more detailed and very complicated, fortunately only the appropriate stock of fabric is still piled up in the warehouse, he said, so we no longer need to buy it.
After explaining all the drawing patterns and details that could be completed tonight to friends, I heard the sound of a car stopping right in front of the boutique.
I saw a handsome man coming out of the latest black ferries, bang Bimo nodded respectfully as he opened the door for her.
"Darling," he immediately grabbed my waist, he landed a kiss on my left cheek.
He did not realize that many pairs of eyes were in one room with us. This man has lost his veins.
Silent, everyone in this room nobody moved even whispering. They just stay in place, occasionally just glancing out of curiosity at my husband's shameless behavior.
"We're going home now?" my question while reaching for the hand that is circular at the waist, now I hold it so as not to guerrilla at will.
"Of course, I'm already impatient," she whispered a little, she rolled one eye.
Basic, flirtatious!
"I'll get the bag first, Honey. Just a minute." A little run I climbed the stairs and took a bag and some important items, then re-locked my room by just activating the lock button listed on the small monitor screen.
Sophisticated, I really like this place.
"Are you ready?" He extended his hand to greet me under the stairs.
"Come on," I said smilingly reaching for him.
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Tonight we decided to have dinner in the room, no events or celebrate anything. We just want to enjoy a different atmosphere.
The romantic atmosphere that was served made me as if I was having dinner at a special restaurant, the room lights were turned off, only small candles in ornamental circles around us as lighting.
Musical sounds accompanied the clanking of spoons and plates clashing against each other, I occasionally glanced at the handsome man before me.
The dim light doesn't even dampen your good looks, Honey. You look even better if you pay attention.
We ate in a warm conversation, talked about my busy day at the boutique, meeting with clients and asking for approval to invite my friends to eat together in this house.
"Of course you can, honey. You can have fun with your friends, I don't forbid" he replied casually.
"So, can they come?"
"Yes, the waiter will cook for you. But on one condition."
"Condition? what's?"
"Male friends should be at least 2 meters away from you. You know, all these rooms are equipped with CCTV, I can find out all your activities," he said, full of threats.
"Hmm, okay." It's okay with such ridiculous terms, the important thing to get permission from him alone is enough to make me happy.
The sound of romantic music accompanied our affection, he sat crouching before me while extending his right hand.
I greeted him with a smile, and then stood in line with him. His hands are now on my waist, and I put my hands around his neck. We move to the right and to the left to follow the rhythm of the song.
"You're so pretty tonight" she smiled.
"really?"
"You're beautiful all the time, it's just, tonight you look different, honey."
Stay with me as my life companion
We both face the world
You're mine, yours we're all moving towards
Together with the swiftness of time
You're mine, I'm yours
You're mine, I'm yours
Near him I was calmer
With him the path is brighter
Stay with me as my life companion
We both face the world
You're mine, yours we're all moving towards
Together with the swiftness of time
When in front later
Many trials for love stories.
(Friends live by Sincere)
The rhythm of the song seemed to make us fall asleep until we clenched and danced, several times the lips clung to each other with closed eyes, feeling the honey of marriage that we dreamed.
"I love you" he whispered in my ear, a hundred times he had said it, but still able to make my heart jump.
All my life, this is the first time I've had this romantic thing, had dinner with a light gym, danced together and enjoyed a beautiful song.
The eyes never seemed to look me in the face, we looked at each other, signalling that the love we were giving was real.
Keep loving me like this, make me fill your empty soul. Make my life more beautiful with your presence. I know God never wrongly chose you as my companion.
Still with the same song, now the man is dribbling my body closer to the sofa. He threw me carefully there.
The kiss of the lips was getting hotter, I could feel her desire tempestuous, even the thump of her heart sounding loud in the ears.
We link the fingers to each other, grip tightly and then close the body until it negates the distance.
My body temperature was getting hotter, indicating I was getting ready for the next stage. Gently, she pulled open the thin chiffon-clad knee-length gown that glared at me, then took off all the clinging cloths until they all looked perfect.
With the breath of hunting, we are like fighting for power, there is no winner among us, all have the same benefits and enjoyment.
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