That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Brian's Gift

"Belg .... Don't scare me ...!" Milly who was terrified also reflexively embraced Billy's arm. Even the girl may not realize if the squeeze of her nails as if stuck in the skin of her husband covered by a suit cloth to cause pain that makes the man's body stiffen when trying to hold back.

Milly, who noticed Billy's glare so sharply at his hand, immediately released his grip, then pulled back a few steps. "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it. Sorry ...." He said regretfully while nodding repeatedly.

Flat, Billy just sighed softly to see the behavior of his wife. "Listen yes, the point is there are no ghosts in this apartment-"

"But you said, that was ...?"

"What?"

"What?" Milly's innocent face looked dumbfounded for a while, before then the girl whose face was blushing red suddenly grimaced in embarrassment. "Ha-ha, what yes, I forgot." he chuckled while scratching his non-itchy scalp.

Again Milly's behavior makes Billy shake his mind inexhaustible. "Remember, there are no ghosts that frighten humans, except the humans themselves who pollute their minds with their own fears." Billy said in a reminiscent tone.

"But sir, the devil really exists!"

"Where?" Ask Billy in a defiant tone. Even his face leaning forward was getting closer to his wife. "Can't answer, right?

Milly blinked when she saw Billy's sudden move. Although his face looked pouting as if showing himself disagreeing, but in the end the girl nodded in agreement.

"Befriend the demons here, for they will accompany your days as long as I'm not around" Billy said teasingly, while his lips showed a mischievous grin that made Milly goosebumps horrified by it.

"Belg ... The father!"

***

Billy finally came out of his apartment. But before he left, do not forget the man told his apartment passcontac so that the girl could go in and out without having to wait for him to come home.

After properly parking his car in the basemant office of Wahana Group, the sturdy man walked into the lobby and headed to the top floor of the building with an elevator dedicated to himself and Brian's family.

"You look" Brian said as Billy arrived and walked into his room, staring at his secretary half-supervised. "Good is it." Brian said as he lowered his gaze and flipped through the book in front of him. "Then I come here, there's something I want to show you."

Billy who was stepping towards his desk was stopped immediately, then turned the bow and swung a step toward Brian's desk.

Not yet had the secretary to say a word, Brian had moved quickly thrust the book just like that to Billy who had touched the edge of the table.

"Choose which one, I'll give it as a gift" said Brian casually as he leaned back, then twirled his chair with a smile.

"Home?" Billy knitted his eyebrows and raised his gaze to look at Brian as if in disbelief.

"Yup." Answer Brian briefly.

"I don't want to." Billy answered flatly while sliding the book in front of Brian.

Just sober it made the boss and his foster brother straighten his back and set his upset gaze towards Billy. "Hey! What do you mean?!"

"No need to give me a gift. I can buy it myself." replied Billy while standing upright.

"Hey, if you want to buy, buy it later! No need to refuse my gift either, right?!" brian said grumbling, showing his unacceptable attitude.

"It is ...! I still feel comfortable living in my apartment." ignoring Brian's annoyance, Billy just walked away from the boss' desk and walked over to his desk.

Staring at the back of his secretary who was moving away, Brian only shook his head inexhaustibly. "Yes already if you don't want to." he said lightly while raising his eyebrows, then grabbed another book that presents a variety of examples of beautiful luxury homes.

Billy who had been sitting in his work chair also looks ordinary to see the attitude of surrender that Brian just showed.

"I know why you feel so comfortable living in your apartment even after you're married."

Instantly Billy turned his gaze towards Brian who was grinning as if making fun of him. He knew giving up was not Brian's real attitude. What the man had planned for him again. Billy looked at Brian question markingly.

While Brian, he seemed to display a triumphant smile because he managed to make his adoptive brother was provoked. "Surely because you only have one room in that apartment right? So you won't worry if your wife chooses to sleep in another room. Emmm, to be more precise, you didn't give your wife the slightest chance to get away from you. Isn't that right???"

But the laughter stopped for a moment when a originally floating pen landed right at Brian's temple. "Fuck you, why throw me with a pen!" brian protested while rubbing his temple. "Luckily, he's still in the bidat, if you get eyes how?!"

"Shut up! This throw was already expected!" reply Billy while dropping his body back into his chair.

Seeing Billy's annoyance actually makes Brian even more excited to tease him. It was evident from the grin full of satisfaction still imprinted on his reddish lips.

"If you don't want to be relaxed, don't need to be angry like people who are charged with such debt" said Brian relaxed but thick will satire.

Sighing deeply, Billy then shook his head feeling dizzy because faced with two choices that made him upset. Rejecting Brian's gift is tantamount to him justifying his adoptive brother's crazy statement. But on the other hand, he felt not ready to build a whole household. And if he chooses to accept, that means he has to commit to a truly family. Fucking brian! grunts in the heart.

"Why you? Dizziness?" Brian asked who happened to see Billy massaging his temple.

Billy immediately raised his gaze to look at Brian. Receiving the gift does not mean that it must be occupied immediately, right?? thought in the heart.

Billy seemed to blink before then smiling while nodding faintly, then looked at Brian and said, "Well. I'll take the gift."

"Good." Praise Brian for seeing the steadiness of Billy's decision. He who was originally leaning, now changed his sitting position to be firm, while returning Billy's gaze. "As a man, don't think only of yourself, but also of your beloved wife. You may feel comfortable in your simple apartment, but women also need a yard, swimming pool, flower garden and so on. And now, which one do you want to choose?" the question then while showing the book that Billy had rejected earlier.

"I can't choose. It's up to you to choose which one." Reply Billy indifferently while focusing on the files that accumulate on his desk.

"Hey!" Again Brian grumbled. "If I give you a gift, of course obey your taste! Quickly select!" His insistence with a pushy tone.

"I told you, I can't choose. It's up to you to reward me with what kind of home. You are married and have a home, of course you know more what a dream home for all families" said Billy with a resigned tone.

"Oh .. good! If you want me to give you what suits my taste, of course I will give the best for you." said Brian while laughing, then grabbed the book and opened the contents sheet by sheet in it. "Because I love my wife so much and always want to make out with her, then I choose for you a house with a large size that has a bed in every room of your house. So you can make out with your wife anywhere and right then and there. My choice is cool, right??" he said it with pride.

Just contact Brian's crazy mind that makes Billy widen his eyes instantly. "What kind of crazy thing is that?! How can you put a bed in every room, then what good is the room?! What a perverted brain!!" Billy swore in annoyance with a sharp cross-eyed look.

"What kind of perverted brain?" brian said with a frown as if he did not feel, but in his heart he was trying hard to hold back laughter. "Tell me because I love my wife so much and always wanted to have a romance with her, so I gave you the idea. Are our feelings the same? You should be happy to have me so attentive to you, instead of being upset like that!!" the murmur of the man wearing the white shirt upholstered in vest vest was annoyed. He threw away his face, turning his face away.

Billy's jaw seemed to tighten and his fingers clenched. But as much as possible he held back that dirty words did not come out of his lips. Because he knew Brian was deliberately fishing for it. Sighing deeply, he tried to neutralize his anger. "You're a real bitch." he hissed later.

"You're the one who's annoying!" reply Brian in a louder tone.

"I want to throw you into the ocean."

"I'll throw you to the bottom of the abyss first." Brian replied again.

Snorting, Billy was really getting infuriated by Brian. "Whatever." Because he was out of words.

"Whatever!" Brian replied.

"You take care of yourself there's your wife's problem with that mavia! I don't want to help you!"

Brian stood up with a heated face. "What did you say?! You think I'm so useless that I can't protect my own wife!!" Brian's really riding a apogee. As vigorously as he tried to forget it but again Billy reminded him in a way that upset him.

Still with a red face extinguished, Brian threw his body back into his work chair. The angry face suddenly turned gloomy as the wife's shadow re-encompassed her mind.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" asked Billy who was suddenly worried to see the change in the look on Brian's face. The man then got up from his seat and then stepped closer to his boss' desk. "Are you okay?" he asked then with anxiety.

Sighing weakly, Brian then rose from his position. Ignoring Billy who was still staring at him questioningly, he grabbed the suit attached to the work chair before then putting it on.

"Hey, why shut up! Say something!" Billy grabs Brian's arm and urges him to talk. "You're angry at my words?!"

"Suddenly I miss my wife. I want to go home now." Brian answered flatly.

"What?"

Seriate