SOLEDADS

Badmoods

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Max looked in all directions, but did not find his wife in the room. However, he heard water rustling in the bathroom.

He put a tray of tea on the table, waiting for his wife to come out. While doing so, Max checks some of the emails that went into his phone.

His forehead scrunched up to see that there were some things that stuck up. "Peter?" he mumbled unsure.

Call Alex to make sure, but the ever-active ash bead owner's number is suddenly busy. Probably playing with women, so Max thought.

While waiting for Sara, Max changes his clothes with a suit still hanging neatly in the closet, prepares for the office and coincides with that, Sara comes out.

"You're going? Am I coming with you?"

Max smiled and approached his wife and kissed the intoxicating lips. "A lot of work I left in the office, honey. You can be with Mommy before I pick you up."

Sara stepped into the closet and was surprised all the dresses were there. A beautiful and beautiful dress hangs neatly, waiting for the owner to touch it.

"Where did this dress come from? Why wasn't there last night?" Sara turned her head sharply, as if wanting to kill Max with her brown eyes.

"Mommy's done everything neatly, honey. Before you woke up, the servants tidied it up. And also you can't possibly not wear clothes all day, right?"

The mischievous rarity from Max's mouth added to Sara's annoyance. She turned the lazy eyeball and picked up one of the red-colored dresses. "No T-shirts" she protested after searching for a comfortable piece of clothing while she was wearing it.

Putting herself into an uncomfortable dress, Sara turned her head and found Max unfinished with his suit. Sara also doesn't see any tie around Max's neck.

Sara takes a tie that matches Max's gray suit, dressing him for the husband. Who got the look and the grin from Max.

"You feel better? I made you tea."

"Tea? Can you make it?" Sara asked puzzled, the article all this time Sara who always made it for Max.

Max chuckled, he remembered his potent attitude towards Sara. Can't do anything and let Sara get it for him, who at the same time tests the woman can do it or not.

"Actually, Mommy made it," she didn't want Sara to know. He enjoys spending time with his wife who lets Sara serve him.

Sara frowned at the sign of disbelief. He tasted a slightly unusual taste of tea, in contrast to the taste of tea that Deborah had made. Sara glanced at Max suspiciously. "Aren't you the one who made it?"

Max scratches the head that is not actually itchy, scowls and grabs his wife's chin, then tastes the tea from Sara's lips.

"How does it feel?" Max switched the conversation.

"My first question answer was, who made it? You, right?"

Max chuckles. Sara recognized the taste. "What's different about what Mommy makes?"

"Of course" said Sara pursed her lips. "Can you make tea?"

"Only for my wife" replied Max chuckling softly, who got the plot from Sara.

"You've been lying to me all this time?" sara asked with pursed lips.

There was no sign of regret from those blue eyes, just a grin imprinted on Max's lips. He reached for Sara's shoulder and raised his chin, Max looked his wife in the eye.

"Do you forgive me?"

Those brown eyes for a moment did not blink, silence answered his question. Max repeated his question. "Are you going to forgive me, Sara?"

Releasing Max's hand that was holding her chin, Sara passed from there. Sitting in front of a dresser with a flat face.

Max sighed, approaching his sulking wife. She combed her slightly messy hair.

"You know I'm not good at seducing women, Sara. That's all I can do to keep you by my side, not go anywhere when I want to see your smile. I loved you from the beginning, but didn't know what to use to say." Max put down the comb and looked at Sara through the mirror reflection. "By pretending I can't do anything, I feel happy. You're by my side every day, serving me and making me really feel heaven."

Sara simply kept quiet before looking back at Max with unblinking eyes. He sighed while styling his hair.

"Why did you say that? I have no reason to be mad at you, Max."

The blue bead rotates perfectly. "Gosh, Sara, don't say that. I'm really gonna think you're mad at me. So, you're gonna forgive me?"

A thin grin on Sara's lips is not seen by Max, but she is shocked when Sara gives her a comb. "Now replace. Wanna?"

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Accompanied by a pile of white paper with a pen, the blue bead was unceasingly flashing. Glasses adorned the stem of his pointed nose, adding to its efficacy many times over.

A sexy woman stands, waiting for a file that needs the boss's signature.

After signing some important pieces of paper, Max opened his glasses and gave the file to his secretary. "You can go now, Melanie."

Melanie sits limply in her secretary's chair, staring languidly at the room that reads 'CEO Office'.

At the same time, the owner of the blue bead growled in annoyance. His mind is not focused.

"F*ck, I can't go on like this" he said.

He called Alex. "Release a new order. Prohibit all female employees from wearing sexy clothes, the skirt should be below the knees with a shirt that covers the chest. Including the secretary and the other directors."

"Si, Senor."

"And ...," Max hesitates to say. "Please pick up my wife from Mommy's house. Now." Now."

He hung up the phone and threw it off and fell right on the couch. Max mused again, regretting that he had sent his wife to the office.

Rise up and pick up the abandoned phone, Max calls Alex again and unfortunately, the man does not answer.

"Ah, never mind, it might be my moodbooster," he murmured later.

Moments later elsewhere, Sara is shocked by Alex's hasty arrival.

"What's up, Alex?" Deborah asked confusedly. He and Sara made lunch.

"Sorry, Senora, Senor Max is asking you to the office right now."

Sara was not surprised. Max is always full of mystery, not easy to guess.

Sometimes like a spoiled child, and sometimes like an incomprehensible demon. Cruel and dark. His blue eyes hid in the darkness, ready to pounce on the prey.

Sara looked at Deborah and smiled. "Sorry, Mommy, I have to stop here."

The middle-aged woman pursed, unhappy that the togetherness with her daughter-in-law ended just like that. He told Alex. "Tell Max not to make my son-in-law tired. The body is still sore."

Alex cleared her throat while Sara ran over to change her dress. The face of the owner of the ash bead suddenly reddened, not knowing what he was thinking. And that made Deborah suspicious.

"Do you have a woman, Alex? You look radiant."

Deborah could see Alex's eyeballs moving restlessly. The woman chuckled softly. "Don't be like Max, hurting a woman is wrong. Love him with your life."

"Mom, you're wrong. I don't have a woman."

"Ck, your eyes are telling the truth, Alex."

Simultaneously, Sara came with a smile on her face. "His name is Claire, Mommy," said Sara teasing Alex.

Sure enough, Alex's face was red. Yet still maintaining the look does not care.

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Her feet stepped fast, whatever made Sara happy, she did not know because all about this day is worth being grateful for. She felt like she had found a complete family in her in-laws' house. Iglesias who looks indifferent but cares and accepts him as he is, and Deborah who is increasingly chatty in giving methods in lovemaking.

His cheeks were red when he remembered the vulgar things Deborah said. Her in-laws are so perverted, Sara thinks it's down on Max. Her husband is very perverted, even very perverted.

Sara got to the secretary's desk. He saw a sexy woman sitting opposite a computer. Suddenly, he felt his mood.

He looked at the way the woman dressed. Sexy and showing her cleavage. Red lipstick painted lips light up, eyelashes spliced and hair beautifully stroked.

Sara looked back at herself, not pretty even the lipstick didn't touch her lips. Her clothes are loose and do not form her flat body.

Although annoyed with that, Sara smiled and greeted. "Hello, I-I"

"Hola, Senora. Senor's been waiting for you since." The sexy secretary cut her words.

Sara mutters. "She was pretty and polite, but her clothes were very revealing."

"Gracias" said Sara and left. He could see the woman's lip line curving downward. "What does that mean? Of jealousy? Huh, he's my husband," he said in an annoyed tone.

Sara opened Max's new room this time she came in rough. Suddenly he was very upset. Not caring about Max having a serious conversation with a man he never met.

Until finally he realized when the two pairs of different-colored eyes were staring at him. "C...pa-pa?"

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Sorry yes, yesterday was not up🙏.

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