I'M THE ONE WHO'S KEPT

CHAPTER 332

"Dion.." Screecher Deborah.

"So tonight stay here again..!" Take Dion.

"Issshh doesn't want to.. I'm going home.."

"This is your home too.." Reply Dion.

"Son.. I'm mah coming home.. This afternoon you take me home.." Ketus Deborah.

"Haaah.. Okay sweetheart.. Okay.. Because I love you.. Whatever I'm gonna do for you.. But.. Kiss first..!" Dion pointed at his lips.

"Isshhh kok kissed.. What was that....?" Debora's reply was fierce.

"So playing.." Dion's reply left Debor speechless.

"Kiss first.. I don't want to kiss you.." Dion put his lips together.

Cup..

Debora finally kissed those naughty lips. Lips that had explored his body with tenderness.

"Thank you.." Deborah thought Dion would hold her back like in a movie she watched.

"What else do you want, dear..?" Dion stared at Deborah's eyes.

"Nothing.." Debora Sarcas.

"I want to wear clothes.." Deborah again.

He wanted to go down, but Dion pulled Deborah's hand again. "And I haven't kissed you yet.." Without waiting for Deborah Dion's answer again put their lips together.

Deborah was so happy to feel those lips again. Dion is good at making Deborah feel flying.

"Let me get your clothes, baby." Dion got out of bed with her innocent body and picked up Debora's clothes.

"Dion.. You're not amused, or embarrassed not to wear clothes in front of me..?" Deborah was ashamed to look at this innocent Dion. Because his eyes must be fixed on 'that thing'

"Hehehehe.. Deary.." Dion handed Deborah's clothes and all of her clothes.

"Didn't you feel it all.. You touch everything too.. You are also jil..." Deborah silenced Dion's mouth with her palm.

"Dio..!"

Cup.. Cup.. Cup.. Cup..

"Dion.." Call Deborah again. This time it sounds serious.

"What dear..?" Stay with the call unfortunately.

"Why do you want to be with me.. You know for yourself that I.." Deborah suddenly felt ashamed to have been presumptuous with Dion.

"You what darling.. You widow. You are in the husband's house.. You're pregnant with a child from your marriage with Roy..?" Dion's questions.

"Eeemm'eemmm" Deborah nodded.

"What I said I want a virgin...? Did I say I want to be single? I don't want a woman who's pregnant..?" Deborah raised her face to look at Dion.

"Don't..!" Press Dion.

"I'm looking.. Which I love.. Which I choose.. The one I love.. You want someone else's ex-wife..! Want you again humming your ex-husband's son dulukah..! I've already been in love.. Excuse me.. I won't be able to let you go.. You are already mine.. Since last night.." Dion nodded his head.

"A.. Dion's.."

"I don't care what people say about me.. Because what I'm doing I don't think is wrong.. I love women, not people's wives.. I slept with a woman who had no relationship with another man.. There's no harm, is there..!?" Deborah agreed.

"And your problem is getting pregnant.. Stop thinking that.. Because, from now on.. This is my son..!" Press Dion again.

"This is my son.. And thou.. I even made a name for him.. Hi baby.." Dion stuck his cheek to Deborah's stomach.

"Name..?" Deborah herself has not prepared a name for her future baby.

"Yes... Wanna know...? Can't do.. Waiting for him to be born.. I gave her the name I made for her. In a moment.." Dion stroked that distended stomach again.

"Dion.." Deborah.

"Honey don't cry aahh.. It even cries.. Not happy.. It's even crying." Dion wiped away the tears on Deborah's cheek.

"Thank you.." Deborah hugged Dion's body.

"Yes what does you.. It's been.. Don't cry.. It's an order, baby..!" Steady Dion again.

Deborah...