The Berondong Boss Reserve

Shocked

The second day, Latina visited the beauty center to take care of herself. Of course, expensive salons are the goal. The treatment from face to toe he did, and Dean paid. Having a lot of money is fun. But, not necessarily that money brings happiness. Latina did this, but her heart felt displeased. Sadness was clearly emanating on her beautiful face.

After spending the whole day in the beauty center. Latina went to visit the boutique. The dress she was appraising, all bought. Do not ask about the price because the card that is swiped, will not run out nominal.

"I should have bought a car too. But it's night." Latina made a mistake. If there is a car, it will be easier to go anywhere. Including carrying a lot of super groceries. There are 10 paper bags, five each in the left and right hands.

"Need to help, Miss."

Latina looked back. "Oh, God!" He took a few steps back, and the groceries escaped his hands. "Dee!"

"Yes, it's me. Your hands can't carry these groceries."

"Aren't you coming home tomorrow?"

Dean snorts. "Obviously I have to speed up my work out of curiosity. Apparently you're very happy to waste my money."

"You said you could use your money as you please." Latina stuttered saying so.

"Come, in! You have to pay for it."

"What?"

Dean picked up the groceries, then took them to the car followed by Latina. Too bad. If Dean comes tomorrow, Latina will buy a car.

Just this time Dean found a mistress like Latina. Usually women will only buy luxury personal items. Or renting an apartment. Another thing with Latina. This woman bought a house. For a long time Dean could go bankrupt made it. How many bills he has to pay. In just two days, the debt accumulated.

"What did you buy?" Dean checked the Latina groceries when they had arrived at the apartment. One by one the groceries were removed from the bag, but Dean did not find anything he liked. "What's this?"

"Yes, that's a dress. I buy for parties, dinner, and traveling."

"I don't know a suit according to your taste."

"Not my shirt. You didn't buy the evening dress? You know, I love watching you wear clothes like that" Dean said.

"Why buy clothes like that? In the end, you'll strip me of all the clothes I wear."

"You're not good at flirting, are you? Jason's not interested in you. You're aware of why your husband prefers his mistress. Learn to be a little bit more naughty."

Obviously Latina was offended by Dean's remark. This young man should not have discussed things that were not about him. But Dean, instead, said the thing that made Latina hurt.

"I'll try it."

That was all Latina could say. He simply put his bag on the sofa, then stepped into the room. Latina immediately cleaned herself up because Dean had come, then she would serve the man first.

When Latina came out of the bathroom, Dean was already in the room, and was only wearing a towel around his waist. He turned his body to face his woman.

"I'm talking too much to you."

"What you say is true" said Latina.

Dean walked over. He reached out his hand to gently rub his female cheek.

"I'll teach you. You want to win your husband's heart, don't you?"

Latina did not answer him because Dean's words did not interest her at all. More tempting Jason. It used to be possible, but now, that dream he had forgotten.

TB