Your love becomes my Canduku

Chapter 91

Some clothes were on the floor of the room. Bags and shoes are all around the corner.

"Yawk..! Why so big?!" Vera squealed in shock when she saw an object as big as grilled corn standing upright before her eyes. "Arthur, can we postpone it tomorrow?" door's welding.

Honestly, the mind repeatedly self-curses and wants it to feel the tongue pulling back the challenge speech that brought it to its present position. It was under the possessive confinement of Arthur's great body.

Not heeding Vera's request for mercy, the man actually wrapped his body and Vera who was both innocent under a thick blanket. "So you don't want to do it with me?" a raucous voice indicates a n*fsu that has reached the crown.

"It's not like that? It's too sudden, "the courage at first is in fact removed by nervousness. His head just shrunk.

"It's not something that suddenly Vera. For a year and six months, you kept asking me to be your lover, you should be ready, right?"

"But."

"St! I'll start," position it.

"Ohhhkkk!" Vera screamed hysterically.

"Not yet Vera."

"ee? Not yet? I thought I was."

"You're noisy, just like Allesya."

"Because we are conceived and blood."

"Yes I know that."

"Yes, just hunted?"

"What?"

"Instant."

"You ready?"

"Little."

"I'm starting now."

"Wait," stopped Arthur's movements.

"What's wrong?"

"Slow down, 'cause I'm still virgin."

"really?" Arthur does not believe, because all this time the impression of a free lifestyle is so attached to Vera.

Nodding slowly. "You won't believe it, will you?"

"I'll prove it now," re-positioned the thing, ready to barge in.

"Just a second!"

"What else is Vera...?!" growling in frustration, resisting the throbbing pain.

"What about how you feel about me?"

"You think?"

"Why did you ask back?" grunting annoyed.

"I love you Vera."

"Really?" replace Vera who does not believe even though the heart does not reject a taste that blooms there.

The originally misty look of n*fsu momentarily turned into a warm gaze a condition of love. Restores the brain to think clearly, suppresses almost mindless desires, temporarily confines the desire to make love, ignores the pain sensation at the end of the trunk.

Giving a kiss on the forehead as a gentle expression of affection from her for Vera. "I better not do it now. There's still something else that's much more important," stop curbing Vera's innocent body. Take one by one the cloths scattered on the floor.

The plain body wrapped in blankets is carried leaning on the headboard of the bed. Vera notices Arthur's movements. "What's more important?"

"We're going to church now."

"ee? You want to confess after you strip me of my face?"

"Yes, you're getting married."

"WHAT?! Now then? Not tomorrow or the day after?" Vera was in shock. "Don't joke Arthur..!"

"Must now," the hand that had been carrying the clothes stretched out toward Vera. "Wear your clothes on soon."

"But what about my parents?"

"Actually, I've asked your parents for permission to marry you and they've approved."

Astonished but delighted, the two feelings were framed into one. Not expecting, there was seriousness behind Arthur's indifference to him all along.

"Arthurian... You're sweet sakali..!" leaping excitedly towards Arthur, while shrieking with admiration.

"Quick put your clothes on, Vera."

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"Quick explain." Sean told David the Assistant.

David submitted several report files related to the company's external problems he had just received. "Galton Corp claims that the fashion brand of our company has plagiarized some of its designs without permission, sir. And this lopsided news has spread widely across various social media."

Still with a calm personality, the CEO of the Willson Corp business empire opened the file report provided by David. Seen in there, several photos that compare the images of the design of Willson Corp and Galton Corp that do have many similarities. Exactly similar but not the same, that's the results of observations of the foresight of Sean's eyes.

"Continue."

"They are demanding compensation of 500,000 pounds and threatening to drag the matter to the green table" he said.

Sean turned his back on one corner of his lips, his reaction was beyond expectations. The serious mimic that framed David's face immediately faded, changing face full of question marks.

"All of our product design designs always go through very strict stages of procedure and selection, including avoiding plagiarism. If such a thing could happen, surely you would know the cause, David."

The frown on the forehead is clearly imprinted, forcing the brain to think hard. In just a short time, David put up a full face of clear answers. "It is very likely that the recap of our design design was first leaked before our product was launched and there is a dark party related to this."

"Good sir."

"Tomorrow, we'll hold a press conference. Prepare everything."

"Okay sir," answered David obeying.

Remembering there is another need that is no less important, Sean glanced at the watch that circled his wrist. "I'll go now. My little wife must have been waiting for me," one footrest, carrying her gallant body standing from the oversized chair.

"But sir, in front of the main entrance some reporters were already standing there," he reported, the body rotating following the move of the Master.

Without stopping the foot swing, the hand pinned the sunglasses. "I know."

Wide steps to meet the gallant body through the four-wing glass turnstile which is immediately greeted by a microphone and aim at the camera of the reporters.

"Mr Sean Willson, is there any news regarding the plagiarism of the Dalton Corp design?"

"Have Willson Corp dropped the principle of 'say no for plagiarism'?"

"Is the company having a lack of ideas that dare to break the law in the business world?"

"Is it true that you are often inspired by other companies' designs for the latest products before they are released?"

A series of questions that seem burdensome Willson Corp for the mistakes of one by one from the mouth of the reporter who contacted Sean as their main source.

No nervous or groggy gurgle that adorn. Sean pinned a charismatic smile on his calm self in the face of the attacks of the reporters. "All your questions will be answered at the press conference tomorrow at the company auditorium" he explained before entering the prepared car.

"Sir, please answer one question from us."

It is seen that a journalist continues to persistently seek information, even though Sean's body has sunk in his four-wheeled vehicle. Until finally, the news hunters had to give up because their target sources disappeared from view.

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"Geek..!"

"Ah. Sorry, Alles, I didn't mean it" lilly regretted after accidentally spilling a drink on Allesya's clothes.

"Wait a minute and let me clean it," hands ransacked the contents of the bag, looking for something that was thought to reduce the stain of the drink. "Hiish! It seemed like I had put a handkerchief inside," his grunts, not finding what he needed.

"Clean this up, '" replaced Loye who took the initiative, giving a handkerchief to Allesya. While Lilly was instantly relieved.

But it had not changed hands, Loye pulled it back. "Let me help you" he bargained.

"No need, Loye. Thank you," refused gently Allesya but was not heeded by the owner of the handkerchief.

Hand moves deftly, cleaning up the spills of drinks in the cloth. Slowly, the sweep moves down the other part of the body.

"It's enough Loye," was uncomfortable as Loye's sweep began to creep into the breastplate.

"Keep your filthy hands away from her body."

The sudden echoes of baritone sound drew the attention of the three humans, Allesya, Lilly, and Loye who simultaneously led his face towards the owner of the sound source.

"Sir Sean" said Allesya.

"Hi Brother?" greet Lilly who in fact did not welcome Sean.

Nailing his footrest right in front of Loye, a hostile aura accompanied the sharp gaze fixed on the teary-eyed man. "You have enough courage to touch my woman apparently," a low and deep but cold voice, implying such obvious dislike.

"Sorry sir, I didn't mean it that way," argued Loye, nervous over the sharp glint attack of Sean's gaze.

"Sister Sean, he just wanted to help me," a caress for Loye rang out from Allesya's lips.

While Lilly was still loyal to the squeeze on her fat fingers, putting herself as the mastermind of the matter, clearly made her feel guilty. If only he had not spilled water on Allesya's clothes, Loye would not have helped clean up either and the current tense atmosphere would not have happened.

The defense that was heard was like a form of more attention to Loye. Sean certainly did not like it.

"We go home now, Allesya," pulled Allesya's hand and led her away to the car. Leave Lilly and Loye still nailing.

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"Stay away from that guy Allesya."

The view outside the car window that was originally the center of his vision turned towards Sean who was still holding a round object in front of him. "Sister, don't overdo it. He was just trying to clean my dirty clothes."

"But I don't like it when he touches you. It seems like he's taking the opportunity to touch you."

"He's not who you think he is, Brother Sean," again a defense for Loye that is heard, making Sean increasingly overwhelmed by the heat.

"You don't mind being touched" Sean said this time successfully offending Allesya.

"What do you mean?" throwing a face that is not friendly.

"You're always even careful if I touch you too intimately, when I'm your husband."

"Ow, so you blame me for that? Did you forget that too because of what you did? You're the one who made me act like that!" hardik Allesya's.

The mistakes of the past that were brought back to the surface by Allesya, were immediately greeted by the guilt in Sean's heart.

Smiling bitterly, feeling sorry for yourself for the word 'appreciated' as if it is not worth it as a husband should be respected by the Wife, just because of his mistakes in the past.

"I'm sorry, I'm guilty. Take it easy, after this I really won't touch you before you ask for it yourself."

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