Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Never a deterrent

I don't know how long or how short Kira rested her body as if torn apart. He felt like he was just winking. Even so, the habit of waking up early, making Kira's eyes open when the clock on her phone shows at 5 am.

Kira rubbed her forehead slightly incisive, her head that seemed to rotate. With her eyes half closed, Kira went to the bathroom, and flushed her head with cold water. Fresh, as water splashed onto his face.

Kira rushes to finish all her affairs, ignoring Harris who is still asleep. Kira tightened the black satin kimono, and hooked the ribbon to form a knot at her waist. Before he got out of the cabin, where the sky was still dark, however, orange biases began to appear. Kira circulated her gaze to all sides that she was able to reach. In addition to the yachts that are in the overlap, there are several other ships that lean not far from where they are now. They were leaning on an island that spread white sand.

Kira stretched her body, which was like being bent after last night's struggle. Flash replays flashed in his wishful thinking, which inevitably made him reveal a smile until he subconsciously pulled his lips inside.

When else can you enjoy the time, just see the sun hatched from the shell of the night goddess contest? Kira half ran back into the cabin, picking up her phone and sunglasses. Harris was indeed unmitigated preparing for their vacation this time. Everything you need is available in a suitcase. Kira assumes that all her needs are prepared by Harris himself. Otherwise, other than herself and Harris, who else knows for sure the size of her underwear?.

Kira slipped a stalk of sunglasses between her earlobes, and stood facing the rising sun. Occasionally her hair that was still slightly wet, fluttered filled her face as the wind blew a little fiercely. He forced his hand to pull his hair back.

From behind, a pair of eyes, watching the beautiful silhouette of the morning sun. His body blocked the sunlight that he had originally appeared to. It makes the body paint the sunlight. Harris gave a smile, as if feeling happiness filling his body.

Slowly, he approached his wife who was still engrossed in sun baths. Tuck his hands between his arms, peek into his stomach and rub him gently from outside the kimono that wrapped his body.

Kira turned around turning her head in a bit of surprise. "Away awake?"

Harris kissed his wife's temple, "Heem, go to sleep again, you must not have slept enough!."

"If I'm hungry I can't sleep" said Kira. And that's right, he's very hungry. Moreover, he had already drained his strength.

"Cow," murmured Harris. "You're not afraid of fat, sleeping after eating?"

"Fear it, but how else, I want to eat and then sleep again," replied Kira who was still leaning on her bare-chested husband. "My body feels weak."

Harris briefly kissed Kira's lips, "Who asked me not to stop?."

Kira thunts. "It's definitely not me."

"Yes, it's not you, but your mouth that contains MSG says. You hypocrite."

"Wait a minute, we'll go downstairs and have breakfast at the resort" Harris pushed his wife's body against him.

Kira's eyes followed where her husband was. That wide back flashed golden in the sunlight. Kira half ran to embrace her husband from behind. Tied her legs on her husband's waist. Like Jen who likes to be carried on the back when Kira cooks. Harris was shocked and almost fell.

"Basic, childish." Inner Harris.

While waiting for her husband to get ready, Kira changed her clothes, with decent clothes, on her own. But, all these clothes were not worth it at all. Kira sighed, because she did not want to attract the attention of people, Kira chose to wear back the kimono earlier, as an outer. And Kira's performance made Harris laugh.

"Is there anything funny?," Kira misled, feeling playful.

"Why wear a nightgown? You don't want to go out of the room?" Harris smiled mischievously, starting to play the knot of the rope around Kira's waist.

"You want me to be someone's attention?."

"There's nobody here but us" whispered Harris in Kira's ear. Makes her shudder, creeps.

"meaning?."

"Had, she said hungry, wanted to eat no?," Harris pulled Kira out of the cabin. Kira frowned, but she kept following Harris out of the cabin.

Harris and Kira walked side by side to the resort Harris had booked earlier. Follow a bridge made of wood, which stretches to sandy land. Clear sea water shows the bottom. Ripples ran, as if racing to reach the beach, broke to a froth, then disappeared.

After the breakfast they ordered to enjoy in the room, Kira really fell asleep. So that makes Harris shake his head, not forgetting, instill a kiss on the top of his wife's head and forehead.

Harris sauntered out of the room, looking for a place a little far away. There was a bit of a problem that was not really important, but, inevitably, he had to intervene. Harris' sturdy jaw stiffened as his phone touched the ear.

"How's it?" Just ask when the phone is connected to Johan across the street.

"Sorry sir, Miss Viona shut herself in the room, so we were forced to break down the door" replied Johan.

"Is he still vomiting?" Harris pinched his temple, dizzy.

"Bring Vivian, quickly. Make sure Vivian takes good care of her" Harris ordered. He seems to be worried about the situation there.

"One more Master, Miss Viona begged to remain allowed to stay in your house, for that reason, she said she would tell you everything, when you return."

"Just make sure, the woman didn't get into any trouble that made my wife anxious. Moreover, the state of the baby" cried Harris who did not care if Viona did not want to leave her home. He could buy a new house or his father's house. Worried is that the baby, although Harris is not sure, but, true Kira said, he was innocent. Leaving him out, is not a good choice either. Moreover, said Johan, Viona no longer works, and all her income, taken away Della.

Harris walked over to the white sand that began to burn the backs of his legs. Looking at the vast ocean, hearing the pounding of the waves, feeling the breeze of the wind, made his heart calm. Letting the sticky salt water wet his feet, blending in for a moment with nature, forgetting the hustle and bustle of work piled up. A beautiful day to enjoy the atmosphere of the beach, but unfortunately, his wife chose to spend time in dreamland.

The sun was directly overhead as Harris returned to the room, looking at Kira who was still asleep in her sleep. Suddenly came across a mischievous idea to wake his wife up.

"Build a sleepyhead, do you sleep all day?" Harris bites Kira's ear, which is usually powerful to make his wife's eyes open.

Kira bows slowly, writhing like a baby, with her eyes tightly closed. "What time is it?"

"Fifth hour" replied Harris.

"What?" Kira shouted, how can I sleep that long? thought. Like getting a fire alert, Kira wakes up quickly. Without knowing if Harris was already on top of him. So, their lips touch each other.

Kira immediately distanced her face while tightly covering her mouth with her hands. He quickly rushed to the bathroom.

"Don't come any closer, I just woke up" he said from behind his hand, sounding like the buzzing of a swarm of bees,

"I didn't hear."

Kira did not reply to her husband's words, she chose to rush to brush her teeth and wash her face, to make her face fresh.

"Where are you going after this?" Harris asked gently as Kira returned from the bathroom and combed her hair in front of the mirror.

Kira turned her head, her eyeballs surrounding the white part thoroughly, like she was thinking.

"Nothing, the sun is so hot, I'm afraid my skin is burning" said Kira. Kira turns to grab the blanket and tidy it up. Suddenly she remembers Melisa spending the end of the year at the beach, and she says she's not out of the room, for fear that her skin is on fire.

"Sok pretty," Harris sneered. "Are you not tired?" Harris, leaning on the bed, watched his wife tidying up the blankets. By wearing a mini dress with a very low cleavage, make the twin mountains of Kira peek out.

"So, sleep keeps me fresh, why?" Kira didn't notice Harris harboring other intentions from her question.

Harris got up, hugged Kira's waist who was almost done tidying up the bed.

"You sleep after you eat, and I think the fat has started to mount here," Harris paused, making Kira turn her head, curious and afraid. Yes timing? thought Kira.

"I'm afraid, your stomach is distended, so how about a little exercise? While the weather is hot, it burns sweat faster."

"What time?" Kira still can't believe it.

"Yes," Harris began to kiss Kira's neck, looking around for the point where Kira easily welcomed her intentions.

Kira hissed, this man knows how to knock him out in one shot. And again, she caught up to her husband's stupid questions, which ended with him being herded into bed. Kira's always stuck by Harris. Again, his heat struggle split the whirring of the wind that was trying to squeeze between them.

Kira felt her head spin as she was at the highest peak, time and time again and again. Kira pulls her own hair, shuffling it, as if frustrated with her husband's game that always leaves a different impression on each session. Give birth to a new lesson that must be as fast as lightning in remembering by his chaotic brain, memorizing among the sounds that are raving. Creating confusion, when the request to stop followed, but the look in the eye, demanding it again. Minutes after minutes of misleading. Until Harris can no longer afford it, giving up is the last resort. Pull again the blanket that was originally neat, wrapped the body shiny. The smiles of the two are engraved, along with the fingers that are linked to each other. Both of them dissolved in the fatigue that never made him deterred.

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Good night everyone, have a good rest.🥰🥰🥰🥰

Jan forgot to pray before bed yak👋👋👋