Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Nosebleeds

"Just wait, I'll punish you soon" Harris said.

Kira went on to make hot tea, which she was supposed to accompany her while waiting for Harris to come home. Moments ago, Kira was still accompanying Jen to sleep.

"You want to?" Kira offers Harris, just a stale, Kira knows, Harris will turn him down.

"You see, I just had a drink," Harris lifted the can in his hand.

"Yes, already. I went back to the room, "Kira took Harris's suit and took him to the room.

Harris smiled at the smile on her lips. Smile that seems evil. Harris followed Kira who was walking into the room. Harris watched Kira's every step, her eyes following the beautiful movements that swung accompanying her leg's stomp.

Kira who was not aware of the attention, just continued to move quickly as usual. Swinging Harris's coat on his right hand and a cup of tea on his left.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Harris loosened his already loose tie. Suddenly the air here was hot.

"Jen just went to bed, he's talking too much" Kira put down Harris's coat carefully. "You want to take a shower?."

"Yes," Harris looked at Kira without blinking. His mind continued to speak without being prevented. Inevitably, Harris admitted, Kira is indeed beautiful, though not as beautiful as Viona. His body is crazy and full. And that's what makes something there, stirring. However, seeing Kira wearing a shirt made from a shirt that is attached to her body shows the curves of her body. Makes her look sexy and seductive.

"Where are those cartoon-drawn pajamas that are twinned with Jen? Why wear clothes like that? Inner Harris.

"Would I get the water ready?" Kira faced Harris, who was still fantasizing.

"No, I can do it myself" Harris turned to the bathroom.

"I don't know your fate, tonight, in such a dress" Harris said.

"All right." Answer Kira indifferently. Kira picks up the phone and throws the body on the sofa and turns on the television.

Kira began to get tired, her eyes seemed to be heavy. No longer strong just open his eyelids. Countless times how many times he yawned.

"Are you sleepy?" Harris just came out of the bathroom. Fragrant and fresh.

Kira just nodded, turning her head towards Harris who was already wearing pajamas. Kira inhaled deeply the scent of that beautiful body. His eyes closed, enjoying this fragrance, recording it in his brain memory.

"You didn't forget, did you? I'll punish you tonight" Harris sat next to Kira.

Kira who was originally sleepy, now her eyes widened wide. His worries will be soon. Kira bit her lips, guessing what was going to happen. Kira isn't a plain girl who doesn't know anything, Kira knows, but what does it have to be now?

"You're scared?," Harris said softly, his eyes staring at the tense face beside him.

Kira shook her head without returning Harris's gaze. He was reluctant to see what expression Harris had.

Harris unbuttoned her shirt, undressed on the sofa, then pulled Kira's hand, leading her to the bed.

It's cold hot on him. In suguhi beautiful body nan dazzling, making his saliva almost dripping. Harris sat on the edge of the bed, flicking his black hair back. Almost making Kira nosebleed, Kira can no longer withstand the strength of the charm that Harris has. However, she was a woman, she should be able to restrain herself, and she also felt inappropriate. For some reason, Kira was always reminded of her status.

Marrying a single man is not her wish. For Kira, this difference in status was always weighing on her mind. Negative stigma is attached to a widow. Kira is afraid if he says tempting rich men for a comfortable life. Although, Kira herself did not know what Harris thought of her.

Harris lay in his bed. Once again, Kira is amazed, by the athletic body in front of her. Stuck, doing nothing. Just looking at that beautiful sculpture.

"Come, what are you waiting for?" Harris turned to Kira who was still frozen.

"But, I, I, no, can't do it" Kira stammered. Just imagine, his body felt cold hot. Especially when you have to touch it.

"You can what the hell?" Harris rose from his sleep. " Here."

Kira immediately pushed Harris' body away. However, Harris once again, pulled her, although Kira held her own body, but their bodies were close together leaving no distance. Kira blinked her eyes repeatedly, as if there was sand in her eyes.

"Massage my back" Harris let Kira go. Then turned his body so that his position was now down.

"What?" Kira surprised herself with her screams.

Harris turned around again, this time bringing a ridiculed smile at the corner of her lips.

"What do you think? You expecting something else?,"

"Ti-no, I didn't expect anything," Kira's face told me everything. Without Harris expecting it.

"Reverse your body," Kira raised her chin slightly. Wanting to prove to Harris, he didn't think of anything else.

"You should ask him if you want to" Harris grinned.

"So not in his fists?," Kira's voice had already risen by an octave. He was very upset at the teasing kept by Harris.

"Basic, dirty brain," Harris flicked Kira's forehead hard.

"Awh, sick," Kira rubbed her forehead. " If it's not in the massage, I'm sleeping."

"Yes, so. Why are you so fierce, anyway?" Harris scowled and immediately turned around.

Kira began massaging Harris from the base of her neck down to her back. Repeatedly he gulped, soaking his dry throat. Ah, since when did my brain become contaminated with this kind of poison, inner Kira.

Harris seemed to be enjoying so much that he almost fell asleep for her.

"Did you used to be a masseuse?" Harris stretched out his hand, gesturing Kira to turn to her right hand.

"Yes, why? Yummy?" Kira turned to the hand Harris pointed at.

"Heuh, good no, sick, yes. Aawh," Harris raised his head, as Kira pressed her hand firmly.

"It's been, it's been, instead of being healed that there's a fracture I'm going to have," Harris pulled his hand forcefully. Seeing the expression full of satisfaction on Kira's face, Harris was horrified to himself. Thugs alone, in gebuki, let alone him who is not on standby. I may not be able to stand tomorrow.

"Yes, let me break it all if I have to," Kira looked at Harris as if she was facing her enemy.

"A bad-tempered target?" Harris sneered.

"You think you're a patient man? He was angry himself, but others were angry. You think I'm blind, I know you sleep when I massage."

"You're making it up, your massage is like a tractor plowing a field,"

"You," Kira's anger is in the crown. Tired is not appreciated at all. Kira clenched her hands, punching the pillow that was within her reach.

Kira flung her body, turning her back to Harris. His breath goes up and down, holding back anger. Harris shuddered in horror at seeing his fearsome wife while enraged. Harris was lying down, a little away from Kira. Until they both slept on each other.

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