MR. BILLIONAIRE'S LOVE PRISON

The Hunger Tiger

“Happy afternoon, Mr. John,” Bu Ririn half ran from the cake shop after seeing John barge in. He looked at his wife with a sharp look. Stripped to the bottom of his heart. Makes his feet tremble.

He's almost dazed if his hand doesn't hold the person next to him. However, the wrath was radiated by the starving tiger. He glared very frighteningly. John, who had always looked friendly upon arrival to the store, now turned into a blackened roar of clouds above his head.

“You're still not here?” show it to Sophie. Makes the girl tremble in fear. He slowly walked over to the husband who looked angry.

“Happy afternoon, Mr. John. Is there anything urgent until you come?” Miss Ririn came back. He feels negligent. Because when his boss comes in he's busy with the goods display.

“You're back to work. I have business with him,” he said. Not even looking. He continued to look at Sophie's already deathly pale face.

“Sophie? Are you making trouble?” search Bu Ririn.

“Ti-no, Mom. Maybe Mr. John came to take an order from Dominique,” byar he said. He was looking for an excuse. There's no way that she said that her husband came looking for her on purpose.

“Pe-order Bu Dominique? What did he order, Sophie? Why are you just saying now?” the hardic. Carry emotion. He was afraid of being sprayed by his superiors. John raised one corner of his lips. *Smart once my wife is looking for excuses. I guess, he must have hidden his status.

“Then we prepare first, Mr. John. Please your willingness to wait,” bu Ririn just about to pull his wife's arm. Will discuss the order of his superior.

“Let him here. You're the one who prepared it,” was not happy that John looked at his wife who was about to be dragged away. He floated his delicacy to make Miss Ririn shrink and leave.

“Cute me!” he's turning around. Sophie looked at her husband's back.

“Why did you come anyway? You said you'd come to pick me up,” she'd be planning to call her husband after lunch.

“Did you forget what I said last night?” for a moment he thought. Just quiet. Ah, so this is the point of not being able to refuse anything he wants.

“But you said you were home. It's still at work,” grunts.

“What did you say?”

“No. No. gabe. Come on, just be kind to me. I haven't had lunch yet and I'd love to take a quick nap in the locker,” he said. It spreads like fireworks.

“Sleep? In locker?” he frowned.

“Yes, that's precious time to know. We slept together on cardboard boxes, lined up like milkfish, heheheh,” he chuckled to himself while telling stories.

“So just proud. What special. Do you sleep with the kitchen men?”

“Uhm, that. Alternately, our lockers are not too big. So, where is there a place to sleep despite crammed like anchovies. We certainly fight over the place desperately,” he said as if he was fighting for the country heroically from the nation's invaders.

“What? What did you say just now?” Her husband's eyes were back. He gripped his wife's arm.

“A-aw, pain know!”

“Dare you once again be proud of something like this. I will not hesitate to make your mouth mute!

Deg

Did I speak wrong? Why is this proud tiger angry with me? It was like being raided by a hungry tiger.

“Yes, yes, don't dare. Excuse me. I will not repeat,” he immediately apologized than his affairs will have a long impact.

Dddrrzztt dddrrzztt

He glanced at his cell phone screen. Glancing husband. And he took off the clutches of his arms.

“Iya bu,”

“Bu Dominique what message, Sop?” the voice of Ririn's mother sounded off. She smiles.

“Create small size cake only bu for blueberry chesee. Then, I ordered the entire bread on the counter huh. Payment after break only, bu!”

“OK. Sop, where are you?” Sophie glanced at the husband who was playing with her hair.

“I accompany sir John to lunch first, ma'am. It might be a little late back to the outlet,”

“Nothing, Sop. The important thing is that he is happy and not angry like before. Like gonna eat people alive.”

“Hahahah, mom could have. Yes already, ma'am, I close first,”

“You really came alone?”

“Why? Do you need a bodyguard?” she shook.

“We ate here yes,” he said. Stopping the car at a hotel.

“Loh, loh, how come here?”

“Feeding said you want to sleep. Better open a room here. This is Mr. Haiden's hotel,” he opened the door for his wife. John took his wife's waist in.

“Welcome, Mr. John,” some of the staff directly approached and saluted.

What the fuck? He's just a subordinate. Why be treated the same as Dominique's husband.

“I want to open one room. Please prepare some dishes and deliver,” he immediately received one key when his hand looked up. Guided to one of the lifts.

“Is there a request for the dish, Mister?”

“Give the best here. Don't take long,” the message before the elevator door closes.

Brakkk

“Uugghh,” Sophie jerks when door closes. His body was immediately squeezed into a wall. John attacked him savagely in his lips.

“Ah!”

“You're crazy,” as John releases his pagutan. The wife who was still in shock pushed her body violently.

“Sorry, honey, I can't stand it from last night. You really have no heart to give me rations,” he walked towards the bed and gestured with his hands patting his bed.

“I'm starving, don't want!” Sophie refused, instead sitting on one of the sofas. There was a bell at the door. John pressed the button, before long some waiters came in carrying the food stroller.

“Thank you, you can go out,” after arranging it on the table and John gave a wad of money to the waiter.

“Go and split evenly with your friends,” he said. Make the servants flabbergasted. They did not expect to get such great tips. Moreover, the hotel owner gave it to him.

“Cih, you're showing off to me,” the wife's lips.

“What the hell is dear? Indeed the card I gave you is still lacking?” he pulled his wife's nose in a fit of anxiety.

“Sick tofu!”

“After I was very anxious. Eat fast, it's over I play for a while, before I go back to the office,” he said immediately tangled spoiled on his wife's shoulders.

“Ah I don't want to. After eating my stomach must be full,” she who slammed her husband's body softly.

“I won't be long darling,”

“No.”

“Darling, you really have the heart? I won't be long, really.” The wife does not listen to the husband's will. He started wearing the dishes served.

“Wuah, full once. Darling, please call the waiter for the pack only.” Prattling

Bruck

The husband again rested his body. Move open a cage that he can no longer hold. And his hand very quickly opened the property of the wife, “I will not be long, dear,” he said. Already moving force in making the wife scream a little and gripped the end of the sofa.

“Sa-sa-kit tofu, slow sedi-kit,” she bit her lips. Holding back little by little all the attacks that were being carried out by her husband. His waist was already moving up and down. With a slow rhythm until he accelerated when he felt he could no longer hold it.

Cuppp

“Sorry, I'm a rough fit. I need to get back to the office. You can rest here first,” kisses approved by the wife as a request for forgiveness.

“No. I went back to the outlet,” she rushed to follow the husband who was preparing to leave.