My boy, I Love You

Chapter 40. Jealous

The sound of that knocking was heard again. Sam laid his body beside his wife. He ignored the knock.

He adjusted his breathing before putting on the bathrobe and peeking behind the door of his room. A bodyguard, a man with a large body was standing at his doorstep.

Sam came out of the room and closed the door.

"Package has been received by the artist. Overnight. He sends his congratulations on your marriage, sir." The big man conveyed the news in a soft voice. "Payments will be made through the bank."

"good. Later in the afternoon, artist T will pick up the package at hotel A. I'll drive him myself. Your job, take artist R's order to his house, tonight. Looks like he's out of stock." Sam relayed his orders. "Has Marni come? Tell him to prepare breakfast. We'll have breakfast together at home from today."

"Good, Sir. I'll tell you." The big man immediately left Sam. Sam was standing still at his door. The stock is almost out too. Does he have to reorder or will he really stop this illegal venture that really promises these huge profits.

He went back into his room. Lia was getting ready to take a shower. He turned the hot water into the large bathtube and began inserting a bubble gel with a soft jasmine perfume.

The woman slowly took off her kimono and stepped into the bathroom that was starting to fill with water vapor. Sam swallowed his saliva violently. He soon caught up with his beautiful wife enjoying the fragrance of jasmine's fragrance that poured out into the entire room.

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Sam locked the door to his office. He took down a saxophone painting hanging on the wall. Then open the safe embedded in it. The man took out a brown package and placed it on his desk.

He opened the brown package, in it there is a white powder that has been packed in several small plastic bag packaging. He took out 10 small plastic bags and repackaged the rest into the brown parcel.

A knock on the door surprised him. In a hurry, he put the brown parcel back into his safe, hung the painting back in place and stuffed the 10 white powder-filled plastic bags into the drawer and locked it.

The knock on the door was heard again. Now it's harder with a faster tempo. Nervously, Sam stuffed the key into his pants pocket while walking towards the door.

Turn the door handle around and open it.

"Are you okay?" asked Lia with an anxious tone.

Sam breathed a sigh of relief to see his wife's face at the door. "Of course, what will happen inside my own office space."

Lia pushed the door of the room that was always in a closed state. He spread his gaze all over the corner of the room with suspicion.

"Is there something you're hiding, Sam?" tanyakanya. I don't know why his hunch says there's something he should know.

Sam hugged his wife from behind. He scratched his nape and turned his body to face him. The man looked at his wife's pair of eyes, "There's nothing I can hide from you."

Both of Lia's eyeballs stared intently at her husband's pair of eyes, looking for a truth in her speech. Sam hugged his wife, "Are you starting to doubt me?" ogre.

Sam closed the door and locked it from the inside. With a slow step he approached his wife. His hands removed his long hair that was unraveling from his face.

"I'm not hiding anything from you. Even my heart and feelings are yours" he said as he swept his tongue into the woman's ear.

Lia held her breath as her husband began to explore her neck and began to clench her lips.

"Sam," she said, holding the hand of her husband who was about to take off one by one the buttons of his shirt.

"But I have to control the coffee." Lia explained the reason.

Sam turned his lips back. "We'll finish our business first, baby."

Sam lifted up his wife's body, put it on his desk. He put away some books on it with one hand. While one other hand hastily opened part of his wife's body cover.

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"Lia, I'll pick you up later in the afternoon at the coffee and we'll spend our night at the Arzon hotel together. Enjoy the sunset while walking by the beach." Sam sat in his work chair while adjusting his breathing.

Lia sat at her desk, her hair looking messy. Just as messy as the clothes he was wearing. Sometimes he looked down at the floor like he was looking for something missing.

Sam feels disturbed by his behavior. "Do you mind my idea?"

"No. Not a bad idea. What about Leon?" ask Lia. He came down from the table and his pair of eyes were busy looking for something on the floor.

"I'll have Marni stay the night." The man patted his wife's tat pan in annoyance. "What are you looking for?"

"Aw-you're too rude. You removed two of my shirt buttons." Lia tucked her lips. He looks so upset.

Sam pulls his beautiful wife over his lap. "Isn't it getting rough, you're liking it more?" ogre.

Slowly Lia's face turned red. Sam chuckles at the change in the look of his wife's beautiful face. Looks like he has a newfound pleasure, seducing his beloved wife.

"Ah-have been. I have to leave immediately. Don't forget, you remind Bik Marni to take good care of Leon. I don't want anything untoward to happen to our son when we're gone." Lia warned her husband. "I will never forgive anyone who hurt Leon."

Sam chuckled, "You look like a gangster leader when you say such a message. Marni's gonna be so scared and leave your son."

Lia raised both of her hands, "Whatever it is, I trust you."

The woman walked out of the office, she had to change her clothes before leaving for her coffee shop.

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Sam put each of the five plastic bags into a small box with a golden ribbon. He had sealed it and stored it into his car dashboard.

Another box was prepared for his men to carry. For some reason after the wedding, this business feels very smooth. The stock soon dwindled. His heart was tempted to do a repeat order. This venture is illegal, but the results obtained are extraordinary. Perhaps his beautiful wife was a bringer of good fortune to him.

After taking care of all his business, Sam soon caught up with Lia. He thought he would spend time with his wife.

With a happy heart, Sam stepped into the coffee. He looked around the coffee room, but there was no shadow of his beautiful wife there. He stepped his foot into the side garden, this time his blood was boiling. It

he saw his wife sitting and talking to someone he knew. Doctor Radith, what is he here for?