Sharing Love: Regrets

Sharing Love: Regrets
Part 23: Too Perfect




"Don't go!" Brian repeated his words again, speaking with the gaze of a dollop of twilight sky.


Bella is suddenly a gago! Just silent and unable to refuse the request.There is something wrong with him, with his heart, he should hate to see the man who is now holding his hand. The man who looked at him was full of secrets, there was no smile on that face.


Bella wanted to get away, brushed off the hand and passed away, but her heart asked for another. Those shady eyes held him back.


And his heart seemed to say the same thing, did not want to pass and wanted to remain there, on the sidelines of the man who had often touched the blue of his feelings.


Bella did not say, but slowly sitting in her place, the hand now slowly released her with a smile floating at the corner of her lips.


Open the book again in his hand, looking for the last page he had read.but his mind was not there, drifting away.


"Thank you!" Still with a smile that she licked.


"For what?" Without even looking at the interlocutor.


"To stay here! With me!"


Now Bella's gaze turned to the man beside her, looking at her face. Trying to find an answer to the truth of his words just now.


But Bella did not see the slightest lie there.


"I won't do more, I just want to sleep next to you, every day, I won't do anything without your consent!"


"Sleep, I'm here!" He said, refocusing on his book.


Sure enough the man was completely asleep, falling asleep quickly in a matter of minutes. Cowering while hugging tightly roll beside him. Bella sees peace there. His heart began to melt.


He took the blanket and covered the body.


"Why does he look so cute as a boy??" Says softly, concubine as breeze tonight.


***


The night had passed.replacing the bright light that was peering behind the eastern sky.


Bella took off her blanket, glimpsed by the face that was still asleep beside her.


Still shady last night....


Now his eyes turned on the alarm clock above the nightstand, at 05:30.


"Aaaargh..I'm bad luck!" Hurry up from his bed, without washing his face and go straight to the kitchen.


The clock has shown at 06:30, when he has finished with his morning breakfast menu. Set it on the table neatly.


Unplugging his apron, walking towards the master bedroom.


The man was still fast asleep, as if he had no intention of ending his dream.


30 Minutes later, he was seen neatly dressed in a white Blouse suit and a pink Miniskirt.


He saw the body, the body still curled up in its depths, walking closer to Brian. Gently stroked the body in front of him.


"Brian....!"


The owner of the name then wriggled, blinked his eyes.A smile floated on his sweet lips.


"You're not working?"


"What time is it?"


"Seven o'clock exactly!"


"Well!" The man swiftly got out of his bed, running towards the bathroom.


There was an important meeting this morning and he absolutely must not be late, or he must be willing to lose millions of dollars.


Bathe quickly and hurry to change clothes, carry his briefcase and prepare to leave.


But his heart seemed to ask to stay when he saw the breakfast that had been neatly arranged on the table.


"She probably woke up early to get that ready!" Useful and rush to the dining table, pull up the stool, sit down and start preparing to eat.


"I'll take you to the office, you can get the car ready while I clean this up!" Approaching Brian with two bags in his hand.


Brian walked up from where he stood.


"Bring me up!"


"Yes!" Walking to the car garage.


Ten minutes later the woman had already exited the house, locked the door and walked towards the car.


Entering the car "You can have breakfast!" Giving up his breakfast box the next morning.


"Thank you! You didn't have breakfast?" Ask Bella.


"I can have breakfast later!" While driving his car.


The next second a Ferrari 250 GT SWB California car rolled out of the courtyard of a luxury house was tracing the streets are quite dense.


Brian enjoyed his breakfast while occasionally glancing at the woman next to him, there was a sense of harrumph.


The woman he always hurt. He even thought that he did not deserve such treatment.


That woman was too good for him.