Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
The Romantic Treatment

Bhukk, a closed door was gently done by Dio. Now the eyes do not care about his arrival, when the netra has focused on staring at the outside scenery behind the window.

"You're so quiet, why?" she asked me again, stroking my hair slowly.

"Nothing," I replied, not liking.

"It's impossible why, but your face looks bent so? Is it because your parents told you to salute me earlier?" ask Dio.

"Surely Mas Dio, I'm not doing anything. Already ... already, you do not talk much Just live the car and we leave," ketus answer me.

"Hhhh, I won't start this car before you give me the right answer" Dio said.

He sat on his side. Look at this face carefully. Although there is something hidden, but he is very sensitive to what I am experiencing now.

"Geez, Dio. You are also hard to compromise. Yes ... yes, I was angry because of the mother's order, ok! Satisfied with the answer, now that I'm leaving, I'm late for work!" tell me I'm still in a bad mood.

Answering quickly and ketus so that he can be quiet and satisfied.

"You don't have to do that, if you don't like it! Just call as usual" replied the now in position approaching me, who was sitting looking at him dislike.

Dio now brought his face closer to me, which suddenly made my breath feel tight accompanied by frowning. Instantly I had shrunk in fear, with the thought of having a mess of fear that Dio was doing something unexpected. Our position is not very on my side.

"really i-iiit? E-eeentar, you're talking to mama," My nervousness as Dio draws his face closer.

"Yes, honey. It won't. Do you need anything or proof? What matters is that you're comfortable, that's enough for me!" the longer the question, the more we left no more distance between our faces.

"What do ya-yayy-who want you to do-would-do? Don't mess around in the morning blind like this," said I who was really filled with a sense of stubbornness.

"What do you think?" He said as Dio's warm breath hit my face.

Such an unfortunate situation. I can't dwell on his treatment at all. Netra meet each other. There is no blinking that leaves time. The arrow of that gaze caused even fear of hope.

"I-I don't-don't know. You're the one who approached me, why ask?" my answer is not good to talk.

"Do you want me to do something more than look at this pretty face of yours?" the question that blew my heart.

His face left no distance, only a few centages on my face. Because it was so groggy and frightened, inevitably I also firmly closed my eyes. Deg ... deg, in this position the heart does not want to be compromised, beating unbecoming pumped like a horse running fast tirelessly

The sound of the seat belt has sounded.

"Why are your eyes closed like that? Is there anything you want to expect?" ask Dio.

One eye has been slowly trying to peek, what Dio is still doing is something that makes me no longer feel the heartbeat. Which turned out and it turned out to be just Dio's ruse, to put a seatbelt that I hadn't had time to put.

"Aaah, fuck. Just your perverted mind asking for hope to kiss Dio, and now what happens to you, Dilla? Shame ngak? Aa .. ah, my face is utterly ashamed of the wrong assumption," a heart-drenched shame.

"There's nothing?" I answered and snorted.

"The face has been bent so, ngak maybe not why? You must be angry because your mind has been thinking strangely, surely it is!" said Dio who ruffled my hair.

Dio's face was inexhaustibly smiling infuriatingly, as a result of seeing this fiance who had indeed floated thinking strangely, if Dio had wanted to give a kiss. Missing and making it embarrassed, this self responded excessively.

It didn't take long for us to get to the company, when our crisp chat has taken its journey quickly.

"You wait there, I park the car first. Don't go anywhere, ok! Because I don't want what happened yesterday to happen again" Dio worries.

"Heem. Yes .. yes, safe this time."

I don't know why I just follow the words of my future husband. Because he did not want to disappoint and make his heart happy, this self also resignedly obeyed all his orders. It didn't take long for Dio to drive the car, when it appeared that Dio had now approached me standing straight at the main door of the company.

"Come on! It was too late."

Take with a full smile. That face never gave off happiness.

"Yes. It's too late, but it's not so because I'm in charge of the meeting."

"Sorry, I'm taking you late. It's the effect of me getting up late, so you're late for the company."

"No problem. It has happened anyway. We better hurry there, so as not to disappoint the employees too much."

"Ok, come on."

We went hand in hand, with no sense of affection at all as a couple, which is likely Dio still shy of our new status. We're only a few days away, so it's awkward to have fun.

"Yeah ... The elevator is broken! How do we get to my room, we don't want to go up the emergency stairs? 'Can be tired if later, thousands of stairs we have to pass," I complained when the company's private elevator has been installed signboard is in repair.

"We're taking the public elevator, how?" dio's Proposal.

"But Dio, isn't that elevator going to jostle? There must be many employees who also rush to get to work," I said.

"Calm down, there will be me. Surely everything will be safe, because ready will take care of you wherever we are," said Dio slowly with a sweet smile back sliding.

"But-is?

"Come on! Not much buts. The more late you will be to the meeting place," bargained Dio who now gives his palm, to welcome him to follow his invitation.

"alright. But promise to take good care of me. Watch out if I get scratched or hurt from cramping."

"Yes. Surely it's. My body and body will soon be all yours, so don't worry if I can't protect you from any harm."

"Ok' is it then. Reliable means."

"of course. 'And your candidate is perfect, '" The smile was thrown.

"So, he's so acute. I longed to shake his head, so that I could realize that man is not fully perfect."

Chief Dio may have sucked something up. Each of his innate words is contesting and attitudes are changing drastically the more romantic. It would be hypocritical if a woman like me was not tempted and lulled by her treatment.