Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss
SURPRISE 2'S



Jemari Harris was busy rubbing Kira's lips were messy because of her actions. While Kira murmured because her lips felt sore and numb.


Harris' hand led Kira's shoulder to a table filled with only two large empty goblets and a bottle sealed with a red ribbon. Harris shifted the chair back so Kira could sit down. After which, he headed towards his own chair and landed his beautiful body perfectly.


"We're eating now?" Harris raised his eyebrows and leaned forward. Trying to distract Kira who was still circulating her gaze throughout the room.


Even without returning Harris' gaze, Kira nodded as she continued scanning full of astonishment. "What food is provided by this almost twelve full moon restaurant is empty without visitors" Kira thought.


Kira's lips chuckled, giving up on what her husband was preparing for. Before long, a man and two women walked towards the two of them. One of the women wore a chef's hat, and the other two wore black and white. It looks so neat and classy.


"Good night, Mr and Mrs. Introduce me Rorencia. I'm the main chef at your restaurant, Mrs Harris." The woman bowed for a moment, making Kira's face paint a picture of confusion.


"What do you mean, Miss?" Kira's face turned from her husband to Rorencia in turn. But Harris did not care, he was even engrossed in staring one by one the dishes that had been served on the table.


"May I explain, sir?" It seems Rorencia is not so hearty to see her future boss confused for too long, especially Harris seems to have no intention to answer the curiosity of his wife.


Harris's hand was raised, "Let him eat first, I'll tell you myself!"


"Okay sir," Roren bowed back before retreating a quarter step back. Letting Her Master and Madam start dinner before it's too late.


"Eat first, you know you're very hungry" Harris's bead glanced at Kira's stomach as if she had been screaming for fill. A smile full of mockery was clearly engraved there, especially when Kira started to enjoy the soup slowly. Harris knew that Kira could not wait to eat slowly. But it seems, this beloved wife of Harris Dirgantara can adjust quickly.


No one spoke, just the clink of spoons and plates clashing together to brighten the atmosphere of the night. Occasionally a gentle murmur was heard as the salmon slices landed on Kira's tongue. Once again Harris smiled, his chosen chef seemed to fit the taste of his beloved woman.


Until the closing menu is presented, Kira's lips are still reluctant to say a word. A piece of cake with sliced straws and soft cream on top of it managed to leave the plate.


"Are you satisfied?" Harris was still staring at his wife's face with his hands resting on a table that was clean.


Kira put napkin down carefully after wiping both corners of her lips. "Hmm.so satisfied."


"Still wondering how you became the owner of this restaurant? Who can eat all this at any time?"


Kira's hand stopped abruptly as her lips almost touched the edge of the glass filled with a deep red liquid.


Immediately the glass was placed, an interested gaze turned toward Harris. "Again buying it for me?"


Suppose Harris makes Kira break into a ball. "Abang...I can't take care of all this! How's kids?"


Harris sighed, then his hand hinted at the three people who were still standing not far from the table. Moreover, Rorencia who really hopes to present the food that has been made hard. Although disappointed, Roren and his two colleagues regressed regularly before vanishing from the dimly lit candle room.


Hinting Kira to stand up and get closer to him, Harris got up. As Kira approached, her hand immediately grabbed the small waist tight. Poking Kira's hands around her neck, letting their breaths pummel each other.  Even without music, they began to move as if an invisible melody was accompanying them.


"Darling listen to you, did you ever tell me to do everything yourself? No right? You just point and entrust. You're the boss, honey, you're still a mother, but make it a habit for the kids not to rely on you too much."


"But Bang, I don't want kids to be less affectionate than me if I work too." Kira's eyes were suddenly sad, she had never undergone this before.


"I also don't want your abilities to be lost by taking care of my children. Anyway Brother wants, from now on you take care of this restaurant, do not need to come here or work alone, just give instructions. You just have to see it once in a while. I'm sure Roren and some of the people who used to work here will be very loyal to you."


Kira doesn't need to tiptoe to reach her husband's lips. "I love you, Bang."


Shamefully Kira stared at her husband's bead eyes before slipping over her husband's shoulder. Put your chin in there. "Can I refuse you just once? You know me too well inside, so there's no gap for me to just run away from your will."


Harris's hand rubbed Kira's back, which sank in a close embrace of her body. "You must accept me, and I must know everything in your heart and mind."


Harris loosened his embrace, grabbing the shoulder that felt so soft and small. "Dear, still love your husband even though I can no longer give you a hug. Keep chanting love every time even though I already know. You're the only one who can kill me without a gun. If you go then I'm ma–"


Kira's lips once again silenced Harris, even Kira did not hesitate to act more boldly. "Don't you think I can leave you?"


Harris curled a smile of satisfaction at seeing Kira so seriously with her words. "You must love my money, right?"


Kira's real lips were still grinning, shrieking deeply. That sad face that was so intoxicating changed ferociously. Slightly retreating, Kira folded her arms around her chest. "Yes, I do love your money, satisfied?"


Harris burst out, unable to resist the pace of his laughter. "Eat him from tomorrow Brother love you your own money field, in addition to the rations of Abang and Papa. Wanna?"


"Depending on the other rations, if satisfying I accept Brother's offer!" Kira approached and rubbed his cheeks up to his neck with his back fingers.


"You're challenging me?" The expression full of ridicule made Harris' body surge. "Just look if you say stop."


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