We had a very serious conversation.Safira and Davino were still stuck at the dining table after finishing Uncle Bob's simple breakfast menu."Would you like coffee or something?" She offered her spouse a warm drink. "Oh, I forgot, you have to go to work, so please get dressed."Her remarks seemed odd, and she had a little sad smile on her face; perhaps she wanted to tell her husband something tough, but she couldn't because they hadn't repaired their connection."I'll be late for work today because you didn't go to campus?" Davino inquired."The exam is completed, I just have a few homework to finish before I go on vacation with my friends," Safira replied. "How about a cup of coffee?""With pleasure," Davino said, a tiny smile on his face.The two of them were mute while waiting for two cups of coffee to be served on the table; there was no conversation; both of them felt uneasy and uncomfortable, preoccupied with their thoughts.Tuk!The aroma of coffee relaxes the atmosphere aroun
The longing kiss melted the two of them, causing feelings to flow like water."Oh, I haven't had a chance to shower." Between their intense kisses, Safira's cheeks flushed red.Davino was amused by his wife's revelation. "And you went to the airport like this?" her husband mockingly inquired.She opened her eyes as if to say, yes... that's correct."Because of whom," she said, a spoiled pout on her face.Davino was about to launch his second attack when she grabbed her husband's chest. "I need to take a shower first!" she excused herself, her sweaty body bothering her."Where would you like to shower?" With a seductive look, he inquired."What are your thoughts?" Asked her whether she was messing with her curling lashes.Before he could say anything, his wife had already rushed up the stairs, indicating that they would be sleeping in the same bed again tonight.***He rose from his seat, seizing his wife's lips that he had been missing for a long time (it had been a while), the longing
Even though she was about to kiss the skin of her husband's stomach and it continued to descend, below, and low, Safira lifted her head from her husband's abdominal muscles, intending to explore Davino's sensitive area, which appeared stiff and heated."Tsk, are you a fortune teller?" Safira inquired, her countenance glum.Hah! Davino knelt as soon as he heard his wife's inquiry; were his guesses and unpleasant ideas correct, did his wife learn from someone, and who is that someone?"Wait!" Davino held the base of his wife's resting arm firmly, and their gazes locked."So, did someone teach you while we were arguing, and how much did he teach you?" Davino inquired, his face troubled, everything clear from the sight in his eyes, his face dissatisfied and unhappy.Safira arched her brows, flushed on her cheeks, and avoided her husband's gaze. "Almost like that, not one, but two people who taught me."Davino's mouth dropped when he heard his remarkable confession. "What say you, two, two
"You look gorgeous and noble in your formal shirt and suit!" Cyntia complimented her son's attractiveness."Isn't this getting too old for me, Mom? Can I wear my shirt and pants, and what about my Gucci fashion shoes?" Bryan inquired, half-whiningly.Cyntia slapped her son's shoulder in frustration. "Your dress style is fine for Mommy, but today you will be introduced as one of the administrators in the office; what do employees say when they see you wearing clothes with so many accents?" Cynthia chastised Bryan for leaving his clothing on the bed "With a safety pin on the collar, a huge flowery print, silk material, and a plethora of strings, you are shown as an artist or a member of a boyband, not as a businessman." Cyntia hissed angrily."I'm not a businessman; I'm a fan of the world's fashion models; why can't Mommy understand me?" He made a stomping motion with his feet.Cyntia grabbed Bryan's arm. "Stop moaning like a five-year-old child, and don't be ashamed of your biceps!" H
Mr. Kim, Davino's secretary, greeted him when he arrived at the office.He quickly approached his supervisor and whispered to him. "The president director was already in the conference room with the committee of directors," Kim remarked quietly to his employer.As he moved towards the meeting room, Davino nodded. "Why did he have an unplanned meeting, is there a critical matter?" He asked flatly, despite his curiosity, and because he was feeling okay this time, he didn't make a nasty facial expression."I can only imagine, Mr. President Director, he has requested all the directors to gather this morning and he wants to announce something major, he is waiting for your attendance," Kim stated.Davino was at a loss for words, so he handed his suitcase to Kim and entered the meeting room.When the door opened, everyone in the room stood up and greeted the president director's only son, but there wasn't only one in this room right now.Davino's gaze was drawn to the young guy in front of h
Davino smiled as he touched the screen of his cellphone; he had just texted his wife.—-Be prepared; I'll pick you up. —"Are you pressed for time?" He gasped as he saw his father and half-brother standing in front of him, blocking his route.He was about to leave the workplace when he realized his plans had to change.He lifted his face and peered at Bryan's face for a minute, there was no cordial greeting or congratulation for his half-brother, he appeared quite cold and unfriendly. "What's the matter?" he inquired.Bharat cracked a smile. "Let's have lunch together, then dinner, and you've decided to go home first. How about we go out to lunch and talk about it this time?"Davino didn't blink; his eyes were straight and felt deep as he stared at his father's face. "I have other business," he said, declining his father's offer for lunch."Does it have anything to do with work?" Bharat inquired.Was this some sort of satire? While rubbing the back of his neck, Davino rolled his eyes.
"Please come here." Davino extended an invitation when opening the door to his apartment building's lobby limousine.Safira blinked with astonishment mixed with wonder, her tongue clicking a little to watch her husband's behavior that seemed so out of character today afternoon, they even became the center of attention of several people passing by in the lobby.He grinned warmly to greet his wife's hand, bowed gently, and muttered just as his wife was less than 30 cm away. "Why with your face, when your cheeks grow red, you look so gorgeous and hot."She could only shake her head when she heard her husband's seduction line. Her husband led her to a red luxury car at the end of the apartment building's lobby stairs. She wanted to pinch her husband's arm, but her palms were tightly gripped.A driver bowed and opened the car door for them."Thank you," she muttered softly before entering, and she was amazed (again) to see the interior of the car she had just ridden in.He followed his wif
A beautiful smile met Safira's eyes, her husband was back in the chair he sat in before, sipping on a glass of wine, not too much, just a few sips, she saw."Are you awake?" he inquired, exposing a row of gleaming teeth and sounding quite lovely."We'll be there shortly," Davino said.She slowly raised her body, and her husband assisted in adjusting the posture of the chair she was sitting in.He sat in a posture parallel to him."Would you like something to eat or drink?" He inquired, pulled a button, and suddenly there was a crash, and there appeared to be a small closet with snacks that Safira didn't notice, she looked amazed."Would you like something to eat?" He offered one again."Ah, even sleeping in the automobile feels so pleasant," she added, stretching her hand."Of course, my wife should feel at ease around me," he said cheerfully.The automobile had stopped before she had a snack and accepted his offer of a drink."That's bad. We appear to have arrived at our destination.