HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Honeyed

After Mr. Arga cleaned up his body, he rushed up to me on the bed and lay down beside me.

He placed his right hand under my head as a pillow, then brought our bodies closer together.

"Does the driver take good care of you?" ask Mr. Arga to start the conversation.

"Bang Bimo? yeah, he took good care of me, sir."

"Please stop saying his name like that in front of me" he said.

"Why indeed?" I stared in wonder.

"Even you have a special call for the driver, while you always call me master, sir, sir, do you think I'm your master?" He's nudging my forehead.

"Then what should I call you, sir? shouldn't it be like that?"

"You can call me baby, bebe, honey, or something else."

"Huh, that's too much" I said as I stared cynically at him.

"Excessively how, shouldn't you have a special call for me, too?"

"Call you sir is special."

"No, I'd like to be called in by another call" she turned her lips.

"No way!"

"Can you not argue with me for a day?" Mr. Arga is a little upset.

"Well, now what do you want me to call you?"

"You just choose, you want to call me honey, bebe, or darling. And, please from now on change your language pattern a little bit with me, you talk to me like you talk to a stranger" he continued.

"Hmm, alright, is that his only choice? shall I not call you the glorious king, or the most righteous?" I laughed a little at my words.

"I don't like it, the call is mocking."

"Well, I'll call you sweetheart, satisfied?"

"Emm, better call honey," he whined.

"Call me honey" I said.

"Wouldn't! call honey!"

"Darling!"

"Honey!"

"Yes already, honey." I'm manyun.

Without an answer he immediately attacked my lips in a fit of anxiety.

No, please don't do this tonight, I don't have a shield.

"Master," I said pushing his body.

"What do you call me?" He narrowed both his eyes at me.

"Eh, honey, can we take a day off tonight, I'm tired" I said with a clear face.

"You tired? you've been doing anything all day?"

"I have a lot of work in the boutique, so I've been very busy all day."

"Ah, I can massage some important parts of your body to get rid of that fatigue," he said as he began to launch a mischievous action of his hands to feel all parts of my body.

Is this what you mean by massaging an important part of my body?

It won't relieve my fatigue, but it will take away your thirst, you son of a bitch!

"Honey," I said near his ear.

"Don't turn me down tonight, yesterday you made me like a toy, now I'm going to return your play" he said, tracing my neck and chest with his lips.

I gave up, letting him give up all his dangerous desires. We enjoyed this half-night with a friendly struggle, though I still felt scared and anxious about not having the contraceptive pill.

After the two of us got to the end of the pleasure, we continued to sleep for a moment with warm hugs to each other, I still slept on his arm while the other hand stroked my hair slowly.

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This morning we had breakfast together, because Mr. Joe had left for the office early, Mr. Arga said that the work in the office was very much.

"Sabrina, don't come home too late, you have more at home than at the boutique" said Mr. Arga before he left for the office.

"All right, sir."

"Master?" Dian repeated my words.

Without the cue on my lips gently kissed, until a while he did not want to let go. I even had to wriggle at him, because from a distance, several pairs of servant eyes were looking at our bawdy action early in the morning.

"I'm ashamed" I said.

"Why should I be ashamed, I'm your husband. If you forget to call me honey again, I don't even hesitate to kiss you in front of the highway" she said as she passed away carrying a black bag of hers

Yes, yes, yes, after a long time with you, I not only have to lower my sanity level, I also have to put on a thick face so as not to be embarrassed.

After delivering it at the front door of the main house, I went back to the room to pick up my bag and cell phone and rushed to the boutique.

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After arriving at the boutique, I headed straight for my room, Riani caught up with me in the back.

"Sa, this is your deposit" said Riani, handing him a small black plastic bag.

"Well, thank you very much, Riani. You're my best friend." I hugged him.

"What kind of pill do you mean?" ask Riani. I opened the plastic bag.

"Yes, but what is this, Ni?" askaku carrying a pregnancy test kit.

"That's a bonus for you," answered Riani lightly.

"Why did you buy me a pregnancy test kit like this, Ni. I'm delaying pregnancy, not getting pregnant" I said scowling.

"Just in case, Sa. God's destiny who knows."

"What do you mean?" my many.

"The pill you drink is indeed to delay pregnancy, but if it is your destiny to have a child with Mr. Arga, then you will still be pregnant, only God has not willed." Riani started the lecture.

"Is this pill really ineffective?" I'm curious.

"No idea, man can only try, but God's destiny goes on, Sa."

"Alright, at least I tried," I replied limply.

After a long talk, Riani left me alone in my room.

Today I was quite busy, because I had to meet some clients who would order a wedding dress model for their wedding, and it took more than an hour to accommodate every desire of the dress booker. All women would want to get the best dress and the best look on that happiest day.

However, even though my body is in a boutique, my mind and heart are hovering around looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Arga. If only I had his phone number, I might have sent hundreds of messages out of curiosity.

I pulled out the phone from my bag, and pressed the picture of the contact book there, several times I swiped it up and down, no matter whose number I was looking for, but my eyes stopped on one of the numbers that ended in 555, it was Mr. Joe's number.

Did I just send a message to Mr. Joe's number, to ask what Mr. Arga is doing right now. Uh, no, where would I put my face if Mr. Joe knew I was curious and always wanted to know.

Finally I undo my intentions, and refocus with the pencil and paper in front of me.

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Gts ... Gts ... Gts ....

"Come in" I said when I heard the door of the room knock, Then a man opened it and entered, it was bang Bimo.

"Let's go home, Non," said bang Bimo.

"Loh, it's only one o'clock in the afternoon, Bang." I saw a small clock on my wrist.

"I know, Non. Mr. Arga advised that non Sabrina should go home at one o'clock in the afternoon, should not be more," explained bang Bimo.

He even now actually gave me strict rules to go back and forth to the boutique, it was outrageous.

"In a minute, Bang." I let out a long sigh, then cleaned up all my belongings and put them in the bag.

"I'm waiting in the car" said bang Bimo and then got out and closed the door.

Oh my God, I would be so tired of being at home without that guy, whereas he had to work until midnight, I had to go home early every day, this was all unfair!

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