THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 104. ALWAYS WANTED TO BE SPOILED

Verrel struggled with his thoughts and when he realized, deandra had opened the car door to get out. “Where are you?” verrel's gaze turned sharp but did not dampen Deandra's intention to go down. He's really upset.

“I want to take a taxi,” he said in a cold tone full of annoyance.

Verrel soon realized he could not waste time, quickly pulled back his wife's arm and locked the car door after closing the door.

“Release Verrel!” hiss Deandra wriggled in the arms of the man who was now beginning to soften his eyes.

“Why should it be released? Didn't you always say that my embrace is the most comfortable place, ehm?” he looked at his wife's pretty face. Verrel's hand rubbed his wife's cheek gently, there were tears flowing, Deandra was very sensitive.

Deandra turned her face away.  His hunting breath followed by the pounding of his chest that was getting louder made him feel claustrophobic. “My eyes, dear.” pinta Verrel still with full softness.  Deandra was still unmoved and seemed unwilling to hear her husband's words. “You still want to hear what I said to you first after our wedding, baby?”

The deg!

Deandra's heart was pounding and becoming increasingly irregular. She remembered, yes still always remembered her husband's vows whenever he felt upset or jealous. Deandra always tried to calm herself by repeating her husband's pledge first.

“If so, look me in the eye, dear.” said Verrel again trying to persuade his sulking wife and still silence her. Verrel would rather have Deandra scold her than silence her as she is today.

Deandra, who was still upset, did not want to look at her husband's face, but an invisible impulse moved her heart and her body reacted and began to move and sit on Verrel's lap and wrap her hands around her husband's neck. Her eyes were staring at the eyes of her husband. The two looked at each other with instincts.

“I'll say it one more time and you should listen to it well. Because otherwise, I will never repeat it again.” verrel sighed deeply, trying to refrain from ****** rannum lips that always tease him.  His rough breathing sounded accompanied by the movement of his hand that tightly grabbed Deandra to get closer to his body. 

“My wife, Deandra Ailsie, I love you, love you so much. I will always love and love you. There's no other woman in my heart, you're my only wife, forever. I'll be loyal to you, baby.” Verrel repeats a pledge he once said to convince Deandra that she is the woman he loves most forever.

“A—I love you too. I'm jealous.” said Deandra immerse her husband's face.  She was embarrassed, her face was hot, the deeper her face was buried in the chest of her husband's burly fields. Verrel tried to hold back the laughter rather than spray his wife again, his wife's spoiled attitude made him smile.

“I love you so much. I don't like to see other women look at you,” he said further immersing his blushing face. "I feel like I want to scratch the faces of those women if they look at you" he said, pursing an annoyed lip. Only she can look at her husband, her possessiveness is worse than her husband's possessiveness.

There is nothing happier for deandra than to be treated gently and affectionately by the man she loves. The sacred words spoken with earnestness and gentle intonation are enough to prove that her husband's feelings of love are very sincere.  The pitch-black-eyed man cast a gentle look at his wife. A gentle gaze that always broke Deandra's heart.

The drama of seducing his wife ended. Finally Deandra was calm and wanted to be invited home, but again he did not want to shift from Verrel's lap. Forced the man to drive his car with his wife sitting on his lap.

"It's really not safe, honey. Sitting in your chair." said Verrel even make Deandra back sulking. With the teamassa he also assented his wife's willingness to stay seated on his lap while Verrel drove his car at medium speed.

"I feel comfortable like this. You take my car slowly" Deandra said.

"If we slow down, we'll be home for a long time, baby. This car can't slow down anyway."

"Huhhhh. I'm just sitting on your lap." Her hands were wrapped around her husband's neck and then kissed that handsome face.

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“I have prepared plans for a vacation to Maldives,” said Verrel who now, when they have arrived at home.  Now he sat on the bed, pulling the hair that fell on his wife's face.

“Kata Opa and mama, it is good for fetal development. Holidays and calms the mind,” Deandra squirms, still closing her eyes but her ears hear well all the words of her husband.  “Say when you want to go and we will leave that day too.” Verrel rubbed his wife's cheeks gently, now the cheeks were more adorable because it was getting softer.  “I'm waiting for your decision, baby.”

Deandra's smile grew more and more, her eyes slowly opened and her gaze met Verrel's black bead. “How about two more weeks?” deandra said with a raucous voice.  His smile was growing.

“Two weeks?”

Deandra nods and squirms spoiled.

“I still have important work in the office, let me finish first so as not to be burdened.  So when I go on vacation later I've calmed down and not worried.”

Verrel who has neatly tuned itpun smile “You are indeed different from other women.”

“You love me because I'm different, don't you?” reply Deandra did not want to lose.

Deandra's right.  Verrel loves his wife a lot because she is different from most women out there.  What makes Verrel even more bucin is because Deandra who always conquers her ego, can make her passionate at all times and understand how to behave wherever they are. Even only Deandra was able to control her husband's emotions.

Never before has Verrel found a woman like Deandra who would rather work than enjoy the wealth of her husband. Verrel always told his wife to buy everything she wanted.  But deandra is the type of woman who only spends money if she wants to. He prefers to spend his time sitting with the waiter or painting in the garden next to the house rather than having fun. For Deandra, as a wife she had to get used to work, not only depending on her husband's wealth. 

“Then, I will wait.” Verrel landed a stau of wet kisses on the little open ranum.  Just a kiss, but it could make him close his eyes.   Feeling something different then Deandra opened her eyes and frowned looking at her husband who was ready to go to the office.

“You want to go to the office?”

Verrel. “Yes. I have a schedule to meet with investors.” Deandra's face instantly turned grim and Verrel noticed that, as more and more days he became sensitive to his wife.

“Why?” ask Verrel. “You want me to be company again?” he asked his wife who refused to let her husband.

Deandra shook her head but then nodded, making Verrel smile. “I only go a few hours, at least three or four hours.” he said. Deandra did not answer, but turned her back to show her innocent back. His wife's attitude was enough to make Verrel understand Deandra's wishes.

He did not want to take the risk that ended with his wife sulking and silencing him, Verrel immediately took off the suit he had been wearing.  Take off her shoes and socks.  Slowly he inched up to the bed and approached Deandra who was reluctant to make a sound.  Verrel hugged his wife from behind and began to spread a kiss on her innocent back.

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