Safira lifted her head to see the unusual face of the man in front of her eyes, the handsome face causing her brows to knit together.The man extended his hand, drew a kind smile, and appeared warm. "My name is Andrew, and I heard you were inquisitive about the Boss of this Garcon who is currently serving you, is that correct?" inquired the man with thick brows and blue eyes. His severe and attractive features exuded masculinity.She returned Andrew's warm greeting with a grin and grasped his hand, a giant question mark hanging on her head.She had been curious about the man Sarah told her about earlier when Sarah told her about their favorite wine, their warm night together, but the man standing in front of her eyes right now was not the man on her head, he was not a man who made her interested to death, she never wanted to be acquainted with another man than her husband.She stood, smoothing the dress behind her buttocks, and rubbed her nape for a few seconds before grabbing Andrew'
What is going on, why are they not in this restaurant? All of his questions piled up inside his chest, aggravating him and making him curse himself."I can't be like this; I have to ask him for kindness," he told himself, referring to someone with a forced expression.Davino groaned deeply and pressed the contact on his iPhone screen, muttering angrily."Hello!" His face became more pallid after the mobile connection. "I'm not doing too hot. I need your assistance; I have an urgent and critical situation, and I hope you will assist me "He said this while biting his lower lip. He was forced to seek this assistance, although his prestige and pride were at stake."I'm not sure whether you can assist me, but I can't help myself right now; I need your assistance to locate my wife." The frightened response from the phone was heard by him."Yes, safira, this is about my wife. She requested my wife to meet tonight, and I agreed, and then Doctor Andrew mentioned the aphrodisiac to me. I'm afra
Andrew threw Safira's body onto the bed, his eyes poisoning her body.A girl was lying on a bed in his working room, she was wearing a pink dress and ribbon-accented wedges, her face looked innocent and honest, her hair hanging down fully part of the pillow.The two bulges on her chest looked so proportioned, neither too big nor too small, her skin looked clean and healthy, it can be sure that everything in her body was still natural.Her make-up looks radiant, with taut pink lips, no eyebrow painted, eyelash extensions, no face painting, no surgery, neither contouring job, and shading make-up technique, only her proportional jaw, a small sharp nose with curly black hair framing the lids, and eyebrows on her eyes was perfect.Andrew supported his chin while pulling a smile that never left his face, he laughed to himself ."I found women like your style when I was in high school, but now even the high school students were familiar with and proficient in using cosmetics, but you, the gir
The Bonsoir was the term given to tourist attractions on the outskirts of the city, which included restaurants, buildings, and luxury hotel amenities with ocean views, bungalows, yacht rental, open sea fishing, diving, and a sky strip on the sea, among other things.a one-room hotel with views of the sky and stars, or an inn with hundreds of stories so you can admire the vast sea from above.Andrew, the owner, is a cross-reedman of European and Central Asian ancestry who was a pretty successful businessman at a young age, with interests in tourism and real estate.Davino closed the report that was printed on the screen of his mobile.In his ear, he tapped the earpiece button. "I agreed," he remarked before continuing his journey in his expensive automobile.His visage was so cold and strange that it was evident he was ready to kill others with just his keen gaze.***"Get off my back!" The sound of shouting could still be heard in Andrew's office.Safira struggles to flee every time h
Sarah was just about swinging a second slap on Safira's face when Bob caught her hand and brushed her hand off quite roughly."Don't get involved in my business, you should know where your place is!" Sarah hissed, pointing at his face harshly.He was about to open his mouth to reply to Sarah's harsh words but his boss took over the situation."Uncle Bob, take my wife away, let her and me finish all of this first," He said in a stiff voice.Safira hissed at her husband's face, that's all you can do! She struggled inside her thoughts.Bob takes Safira away from Sarah.Of course, Sarah didn't approve. "Where are you going, you coward, cheapy woman! you won't be able to get away from me after insulting my Andrew, who do you think you are? You trash!" She was still screaming behind her back."Sarah, Sarah .. stop it, you can't say all that bullshit-- "Davino's voice was too soft and calm, it can't relieve Sarah's burning emotions, her face turned red, her face looked very angry when she h
This has happened previously.This morning, the weather was brighter and warmer, but Safira's sentiments were different; she was still thinking about yesterday's disagreement with her husband, whether she thought it was too much, perhaps."Oh, I don't know, I had a traumatic incident yesterday that frightened me, and now my husband appears to be OK; all of this irritates me. Is he serious about the love he professed the other day, or is it all bs?"She removes the blanket off her body, slippers on, and prepares to clean her body; she has not even reached the bathroom door when uncle Bob arrives and smiles at her."How are you doing?" He approached her and lovingly stroked her hair as he questioned her cordially. "Sorry I couldn't assist you; if I had known you had met Sarah the day before, I would have accompanied you. Please do not be rash and quarrel with her; she is a dangerous woman with many crafty thoughts; I sympathize with Andrew." He said.She knitted her brows when she heard
"Ah, life is challenging and unpredictable; I feel like this planet is a puzzle that I can't solve with my hands or my thoughts." Bryan had just offered her vanilla ice cream, which she savored while stretching her arms.He grinned slightly as he observed Safira's conduct; they were sitting on a seat in the campus park, having just eaten lunch in the canteen."Could you please have some more ice cream?" He inquired, reaching into the bag close to where he sat.She stood up and gazed at his shopping bag. "Give it to me; I'll need a lot of ice to cool my brain." She snarled, her face tinged with irritation and pleasure."College assignments, domestic issues, it's all jumbled up in my head. Oh, it's very difficult for me." With a disappointed expression, she took another pack of ice cream and relished it with a happy countenance."Ah, how long have I been eating this ice cream, do I still look like a hyperactive adolescent girl?" She inquired of him.He turned and gave a sweet smile. "No
Safira disregarded her spouse at home for several days since, aside from being preoccupied with the exam, she was still irritated and disappointed with her husband's personality.According to him, they sleep in different postures every night.As was the case last night."What are you up to?" She asked harshly, staring at the blanket in his grasp.He lifted his hand, which was going to wrap around his wife, who was lying on the couch."You slept on the sofa the last several nights; shouldn't you sleep in a bed and I sleep on the couch, you're busy with your examinations on campus, I—" she added. She jumped up from the couch and grabbed her pillow."Then you sleep on the couch tonight because I don't want us sleeping too close together; you instructed me to sleep on the bed, so you have to sleep on the couch, on the sofa!" She raised her voice while pointing to the couch, emphasizing that he had no choice but to sleep on it."If you dare to get any closer to the bed, I'll start sleeping