THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 156.MISS VERREL TOUCH

The rapport about the inner desire continues to echo filled the dimly lit room that Deandra did not like.  Yet. Because of his chaotic feelings, he did not mind and instead liked the current situation.  While down there Verrel restored his hair rough, he was frustrated to face the attitude of his wife who was always sulking and difficult to persuade. “Why should I get out of control on my wife, huh!” Verrel groans angrily “You should hold back Verrel. You shouldn't have yelled at her, my wife must be so mad at me now.”

There was no other choice but to follow the pregnant woman into the room.  Let this not be known by Viktor and Yahya who will give him a lecture without stopping.  As he opened the door of the room, his heart slipped at the sight of his wife's trembling shoulders from crying.  Verrel took a position behind the wife's body.  Deandra was not surprised, because she had memorized how her husband's character was. And not once did the man who had married her ignore her as she sulked and got angry.

“Sayang. I'm sorry yes.” Verrel whispered softly near Deandra's ear.  Unlike usual who immediately asked the woman to turn around, this time Verrel just let his wife in their position like that.  There was a pulse of pain in Verrel's heart hearing Deandra cry apalgi the cause was because of Verrel.  It was very desirable for the man to curse his own mouth so as not to speak in a high tone to the wife.

“I didn't mean anything.  I just want you to rest so you don't get tired, baby. Poor baby if you are tired.” said Verrel persuaded his wife during pregnancy so easily sulked.

Deandra moves to rub her distended stomach as if channeling affection to the fetus in the womb. Her hands continued to graze her large belly, before long she would give birth to the successor of the Ceyhan family.

“Darling, would you forgive me? You know if something happens to you, then Opa will not forgive me and not let me live, Opa will definitely keep us away.”

Deandra was still unmoved and kept sobbing. 

“I love you, baby. I don't want that to happen, you guys are the encouragement of my life.  I survived because of you and baby. Without you I would fall and die slowly.”

Hearing the word “mati” coming out of Verrrel's mouth, Deandra's body stiffened.  She still remembers how she lost the spirit of her life when she learned her husband's plane had exploded and Verrel had gone missing without a trace.

“I've felt the loss of a papa's affection and I don't want our son to feel the same as I used to.” said Verrel gently while rubbing his wife's long hair. “Do not cry again, hm.” Verrel rubbed Deandra's chubby cheeks with his thumb.

When the pregnant woman still does not want to stop crying, Verrel close his lips and give *************** warm so that the wife is calm again. Verrel lama******* lip that has become the candle until received a reply from Deandra.  And as the woman docked in to ask for more, she hugged his wife's body tightly. But Deandra actually pushed Verrel's body away. It was clearly a disappointed look on the beautiful face of Deandra who was still wet with tears.  “Why, darling?” ask Verrel who is insensitive to the situation.  The question was precisely the anger of the wife who had been detained.

“Why? You ask why?” Deandra pushes Verrel until the man almost falls, but Deandra does not care and does not feel guilty.

“Why are you pushing me, baby? Did you-” her words cut off because Deandra hit the chest of her husband's field.

Hearing that Verrel's jaw was hardened, he held his wife's hand so she could no longer move and Deandra stopped. “You evil Verrel. I just miss your touch.” said Deandra roared bitterly.

‘Did I not hear wrong? This crying woman just wants a touch? That touch-’ Verrel gulped his saliva. Why didn't he tell you earlier that he wanted my touch? If only I missed my touch I've given it to you. Pregnant women are hard to understand, Verrel thought. 

Finally the man took his wife into his arms.  There was no more rejection from earlier Deandra but Deandra's cry was enough to make him slashed.  Verrel closed his eyes and sighed deeply. “Darling, why didn't you tell me from earlier? No need to cry like this. You know that I'll give you whatever you want, hm?”

Verrel returned ****** his wife's lips replied to him, slowly the cry stopped as he slowly removed his wife's clothes. “If you just miss my touch, you just say baby. Any second I'll give it to you. I love you so much, baby.”

He laid his wife's body without releasing her lips, Deandra began to moan softly feeling the warm touch of her husband that always satisfied her. Slowly Verrel fulfilled the wish of his wife who started sighing in her name.

“Verrel,” his sigh is smirking.

“Ya, darling. Tell me you're enjoying it.”

Deandra is speechless, she enjoys the treatment of her beloved husband who since these two days is insensitive if he misses their union. There is no sound just the roar of breath that is getting louder and longer.  The atmosphere of that feeling is now rapidly turning into a sea of ever-increasing desire for release. The moaning and ******* from those rannum lips made Verrel's desire soar, he responded to every tickle of Deandra's.

Verrel smiled unwittingly by Deandra, his hands fumbling everywhere. “Verrel..oh..” ******* Deandra accompanied by her body wriggling makes Verrel more quickly hit, he increased the speed of his temptation so that the woman's long screams flow.  And sure enough, not long after he hit intensely when Deandra got his release.  The massive explosion hit Deandra making her body shake violently.  No exception Verrel ayng feel a warm massage in there.

AH, it still feels the same, even though his wife is now pregnant and every time they make love, nothing ever feels different. With a smile of satisfaction, Verrel was proud and confident of his wife's reaction. He loved his wife so much and his goal was just to please that sulking wife.  Just because he missed Verrel's touch, he could cry roaring like that. Verrel kissed the lips of his now asleep wife, wiping the sweat on the forehead of the beautiful woman. “Verrel, don't leave me.” he said softly.  Verrel lay down beside his wife and glared at her innocent body “Sstt. I'll never leave you, baby. Now rest yes.” he said gently and slowly he heard the soft snoring of his wife who had gone home.

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