THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 101. ROMANTIC DINNER

“This dress?" Deandra was unable to continue her sentence because of her amazement at the row of ten dresses displayed in the mannequin in her room.  In his entire life he never once dared to dream of seeing firsthand let alone being able to wear and have it.  But now all the branded dresses are plastered in front of her.

“It's all from the boutique that sent when the mistress was in the bathroom. The size has also been specially adjusted for the mistress,” Yuna explained. Looks the dresses are indeed a bit loosely adjusted to the shape of her body that is pregnant.  Deandra. ‘How long have I been in the bathroom so these dresses are here?’

“Mari mistress. You can choose one and I will call MUA to decorate you.”

The deg!

“Is this not too much Aunt Yuna?” deandra asked while turning her body. “I only ate dinner, not went to the party.”

“This is an order Sir, madam.  You can ask directly to Mr.” replied yuna with a smile.

“Where is my husband?”

“Master is in the next room getting ready.”

“Wait. I'll see my husband first.” Without waiting for Yuna's answer, Deandra came out wearing only a kimono.

Arriving in the next room, the room that used to be his former room, deandra sighed.  Honestly, he was very nervous to meet Verrel after the incident in the work room the other day. “Quiet. Everything's gonna be fine. Don't be nervous, he's your husband.” His murmur tried to calm down and pushed the golden door and went inside.

He spread his gaze but did not see Verrel in the whole room.  Both feet towards the bathroom, the bathroom door is not closed, there is an open gap.  It was clearly heard by Deandra the voice of Verrel who sighed calling his name.  Encouraged by curiosity he pushed the door.

How shocked Deandra was when she caught the sensual sight of her husband, her body frozen with round eyes.  Suddenly Verrel turned around and looked at the woman he loved standing at the door, Verrel smiled but Deandra felt her history was over.  Her husband found her standing there, unaware that Verrel was standing in front of her and pulling her up. Slowly the kimono he was wearing came off.  Deandra dissolves in her husband's wild kiss.

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Verrel unceasingly gave a soft elusan in the hands of Deandra who was in his grasp. The man did not let his wife be far from his reach. Obviously, deandra is wearing an evening dress with her back open with a low cleavage that makes her plump breasts look stunning.  Plus the bottom half of the dress up to the thigh makes Verrel unable to turn even a little. Moreover, the woman was pregnant, her aura of beauty was increasingly radiating.

The dress that Deandra is currently wearing is Verrel's choice. Because Deandra was confused to choose the dress that Verrel had prepared. As a result, Verrel is now tempted by the almighty beauty of God that he has forever. Ughhhh! If only there was nothing in the way, then this dinner plan would not have been carried out.  They may end up in the same place as the previous nights.

“We are almost there baby,” whispered Verrel gently while peeling Deandra's earlobe. It makes something churn down there.

“Be careful dear,” Verrel treats Deandra like a queen to be protected and respected. Getting a very sweet treatment from Verrel makes Deandra unable to hide the red hue on her face, the color bias adds to Deandra's beauty which makes Verrel have to hold his breath many times.

Without warning Verrel curled his hand possessively on deandra's waist. It was as if he did not want to make a gap between them. “Don't be far from me, dear.”

Deandra nodded after a long silence did not respond to the attention of her husband. She felt the flying seventh sky get a gentle and sweet treatment from her husband. They stepped into the luxurious building and entered the elevator. Arriving at the top floor of a building that has been prepared since this afternoon, Deandra was made stuck when he set foot there.

A bouquet of fresh red roses strung together in such a way as to welcome his arrival.  Plus the music that adds to the atmosphere of the night became different. Deandra did not refuse as Verrel guided her steps towards the seat that had been provided.  The warm touch of Verrel's hand also gave a boisterous thump in his chest.  Her body rippled, every time Verrel touched her, Deandra's body reacted. Verrel leads Deandra to a shirt that has been prepared for them, the beautiful table setting makes Deandra amazed. Verrel pulled out a chair for his wife, and after making sure she was sitting well, stepped across the table.

Then Verrel sat in his place and poured red wine in his glass and poured non-alcoholic drinks of deandra kegelas. Considering his pregnant wife, he chose a fuit punch for her.

“Drink, it's fruit punch, safe for you,” said Verrel without turning his eyes away from deandra.  He watches every move of the wife who always teases his eyes.  Including when Deandra sipped his drink.  Deandra's elegant movements made Verrel clench his jaws. 'The more days you're beautiful, baby.'

“Even when sipping a drink you are very exciting,” growled Verrel. ‘Why have you been getting me excited since you got pregnant?’ wrath of Verrel in heart. The existence of deandra is quite disturbing and makes his sanity eroded.  Moreover, his wife often teases him now. Especially when Verrel is angry or his mood is not good, Deandra knows how to calm her husband and make his mood quickly improve.

Before long, the food dishes were served.  Verrel raised a glass to toast starting tonight. They eat special food that is deliberately ordered by Verrel specifically for his beloved wife.

“How dear? Do you like the food or the atmosphere?” asked Deandra who had already finished the meal on her plate.

Deandra wiped her lips with a tissue before squeezing them and tossing them onto the plate. “I like everything. I didn't expect you to prepare all this for me" Deandra said with a sweet smile, she was happy because of the special treatment she received from Verrel.

A smile from Verrel expands. “Thank God then.” his sigh was relieved.He was afraid if his wife could not enjoy remembering his movements so stiff.

“You prepared it well and you know what I like.” After saying that his face was blushing and he was unable to look at Verrel. A glimpse of the idea to make his wife more fascinated and amazed.  Verrel got up from his seat and walked over to Deandra.  Stretching out one hand while bowing the bada “Will you dance with me, baby?”

Deandra felt all her bones limp, somehow all Verrel's treatment made her feel all the nerves in her body melted. It starts at home until their romantic dinner and in the car while driving them home.

Verrel's unrelenting sweet and gentle demeanor towards her. Whichever wife does not melt gets special treatment from the husband. They dance, Verrel puts his hand on Deandra's waist. They tighten their bodies as if they do not want a distance to separate. Deandra, who was drifting in the beautiful music, dropped her head in the field of the husband. Slightly obstructed due to her bulging stomach. Verrel could only smile at his wife's spoiled behavior.